PDLP Chapter 138 No Flags
Chapter 138 No Flags
In the student dormitory, Bai Muxi had already covered her face and wept.
Crystalline tears slid down her smooth cheeks, soaking her clothes.
Her heart was torn between two completely opposite extreme emotions—the immense joy of his ultimate victory and the worry of his severe injury.
When she saw Lin Qiye's right arm severed cleanly at the root, and blood gushing out, her heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly, and the pain was so intense that she could hardly breathe.
Only when the words "final victory" appeared on the holographic screen did her heart, which had been in her throat, finally settle down a little.
Without the slightest hesitation, with trembling hands, she immediately sent a message to Lin Qiye.
[Bai Muxi: Honey, how are you?!]
……
Next door, on the 298th floor, in room 165.
A soft moan, tinged with a mixture of trembling and excitement, rang out from Ye Qinghan's room.
"ah--!"
Her usually cold and pretty face had already turned bright red, and was frighteningly hot.
She suddenly threw herself onto the soft bed, hugged her pillow, and tossed and turned. In her mind, Lin Qiye's image was like the deepest imprint, firmly engraved in the depths of her soul, impossible to shake off.
The moment the arm was severed, the final desperate counterattack, the proud, solitary figure standing bathed in blood...
Every scene was like a powerful catalyst, igniting her blood, making her heart race and her breathing rapid.
……
Meanwhile, in training room 2202 of teaching building No. 10 in the core area of the school.
Lin Yuechan stood quietly alone in front of the huge holographic screen.
On the screen, the incredibly brutal battle was being broadcast live.
When she saw Lin Qiye win the duel at the cost of losing an arm, her face showed a very complex and thoughtful expression.
……
Central Broadcasting Station.
After a long while, the male commentator finally found his voice. His face, flushed with excitement, was now filled with an indescribable shock and fervor.
He abruptly stood up from the commentary booth, waving his arms and letting out a hoarse roar with all his might:
"A miracle!!! We witnessed a miracle!!!"
"Lin Qiye! He did it! He has created a miracle once again! He defeated the invincible Tang Dongshan! He will advance to the final with a perfect record!!!"
"He will face off against Chen Xuanyi, who is ranked number one!!!"
……
In Chen Xuanyi's lounge, the three members of the think tank had already fallen into a deathly silence.
They watched the replay of Lin Qiye's final shot on the screen, their faces filled with shock.
Just as they expected, Lin Qiye really pulled off a dark horse run all the way and became their opponent in the final.
……
Medical center.
Thanks to the repair work of state-of-the-art nanomedical robots, Lin Qiye's severed right arm has been reattached.
Although still wrapped in thick biological bandages, the excruciating pain had long since disappeared under the effect of the highly effective analgesic.
Strenuous activity should be avoided for one hour, otherwise it will greatly affect the treatment effect.
This was the first time Lin Qiye had ever enjoyed such VIP service.
Of course, he didn't want to try it again!
The last match was a close call, but ultimately safe.
Fortunately, it was his own martial arts will that greatly affected Tang Dongshan's performance.
At the same time, both his basic shield techniques and basic footwork were perfect, which was barely enough for this kind of battle.
Just then, the door to the ward was gently pushed open.
A familiar figure, carrying a faint fragrance, strode in.
"husband!"
When Bai Muxi saw him, tears welled up again in her eyes, which were already red and swollen from crying.
She hurried to the bedside, carefully took his intact left hand in her hand, and said in a voice trembling with tears, "You...you scared me to death..."
"Silly girl, I'm fine, aren't I?" Lin Qiye felt a pang of heartache when he saw her tearful face. He quickly used his left hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and softly comforted her, "Look, your hand has grown back. You're perfectly fine."
Bai Muxi sniffed, looking at his bandaged right arm, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.
Seeing this, Lin Qiye felt helpless and could only gently pull her into his arms, letting her vent her emotions in his embrace.
However, just as the two were enjoying their tender moment, the door to the ward was pushed open again.
A tall figure stood somewhat awkwardly at the door, holding an exquisite gift box of nutrient solution in her hand.
The moment they saw who it was, Lin Qiye and Bai Muxi were both stunned.
It turned out to be Ye Qinghan, the local Terran woman who lived next door!
What is she doing here?
Ye Qinghan didn't expect that when she opened the door, she would see Lin Qiye holding the woman named Bai Muxi and comforting her in a gentle voice.
Her heart clenched uncontrollably, and a strange mix of bitterness and grievance welled up inside her.
She stood at the doorway, unsure whether to go in or back, and for a moment she was at a loss.
In the end, she gritted her teeth, cleared her throat, and broke the awkward atmosphere with a deliberately calm tone.
"Cough... What a coincidence."
This dry opening remark instantly made the atmosphere in the ward even more subtle.
Lin Qiye looked at her with some confusion, while Bai Muxi subconsciously straightened up from Lin Qiye's embrace, her tear-streaked eyes filled with vigilance and scrutiny.
"You...you've come to visit me in the hospital?" Lin Qiye spoke first, breaking the silence.
"Hmm." Ye Qinghan nodded stiffly, placed the nutrient solution gift box on the bedside table, her eyes darting around, not daring to meet the eyes of the two people.
"My...my company needs fertility data...uh, I heard you were injured, so I stopped by to check on you. I was wondering if we could...reach a cooperation agreement..."
She didn't know why she came here.
Wasn't it agreed that other women would be sent to test him first?
As a result, my mind went blank and I got dizzy!
She had no idea why she would use such a clumsy excuse to explain her presence.
It was so embarrassing that I could have scratched through three layers of concrete with my toes.
On the way? From the 298th floor, on the way to the medical center?
Still talking about cooperation?
Bai Muxi looked at Ye Qinghan, her vigilance deepening. What exactly did this woman want?
Want birth records? How do I get them?
"Thank you. We can discuss the cooperation later." Lin Qiye nodded politely and didn't say anything more.
After all, she's the daughter of a wealthy businessman, so he has to give her face. Besides, he seems to have stabbed her in the back, so it's only right that he gives her some respect now.
An awkward silence fell over the ward once again, as if the air itself had frozen.
Ye Qinghan stood there, feeling uneasy all over. Her hands, which were used to being in control, were now nervously clutching the hem of her clothes, unsure of where to put them.
She secretly glanced at Lin Qiye out of the corner of her eye and saw his right arm wrapped in thick bandages. That inexplicable emotion welled up in her heart once again.
She took a deep breath, as if summoning immense courage, and finally spoke again, her voice several octaves lower than usual, carrying a hint of concern she herself didn't realize: "Um... is your hand alright?"
"It's nothing, the doctor said I just need to rest for a couple of days."
"Oh...that's good."
The conversation was interrupted again.
Ye Qinghan felt her cheeks starting to burn. She knew she couldn't stay any longer; staying any longer would only make things more awkward.
"Well...you guys chat, I'm leaving now." With that, she turned and hurried away from the ward as if fleeing.
However, just as she reached the door, she seemed to remember something, turned around abruptly, and said with a flushed face, "How about... we add each other as friends?"
Lin Qiye nodded, opened his terminal to accept the friend request, only to find his friend request list already flooded with "99+" red dots. He scrolled for a long time before finally finding Ye Qinghan's profile picture among the densely packed requests and clicking "accept".
He then noticed that the application was submitted at the end of the first day of the competition.
Ye Qinghan watched Lin Qiye's actions and saw the outrageous list of applications. Her cheeks instantly turned bright red, almost bleeding. It turned out she had already applied, but he had simply ignored her like one of the countless random passersby.
She felt that her last shred of dignity had been shattered and she could no longer stay. After adding him as a friend, she immediately turned around and ran away, her back view showing a disheveled state.
Watching her fleeing figure, Bai Muxi frowned even more deeply.
She turned to look at Lin Qiye and asked softly, "Husband, what... happened to her?"
A woman's intuition is always frighteningly sharp.
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiye was both amused and exasperated: "How would I know?"
"Okay..." Bai Muxi wanted to say something more, but looking at Lin Qiye's calm eyes, she swallowed her words in the end.
She knew that now was not the time to dwell on these things.
"Honey," she said, taking Lin Qiye's hand again, her expression becoming incredibly serious, "the finals are coming up soon... Good luck!"
Although she was extremely worried, she knew that the only thing she could do at that moment was to give him her utmost trust and encouragement.
Looking at her worried little face, Lin Qiye felt a warm current surge in his heart.
He gripped her hand tightly in return; at that moment, silence spoke volumes.
The main point is, I don't make promises I can't keep!