Medical Unparalleled

On the track and field field, ready to go, there are 9 tracks in a row, 8 athletes, just waiting for the starting gun to go off, and then they have accumulated four years of preparations, and they burst out within ten seconds.

With a population of 13 billion and 56 ethnic groups, the heavy burden of China is all on the body of the young athlete Wen Xiang with the 1356 number plate on his back. During the Imperial Beijing Olympic Games, he had this number plate. Now, he still has this number plate. number plate.

This is pressure and a burden. Does anyone know how much of Wen Xiang's foot injury comes from the implication of this number plate.

"Come on," Xiao Yu clenched his fists, we all believe that you can do it, and you also believe in your persistence so tenaciously.

The audience in the stands had almost the same expression as Xiao Yu, they were excited, they were crazy, all because of one person.

This man finally stood on the track of the track and field competition again.

"Can he do it?" Bai Chi sat next to Xiao Yu, and said worriedly, "I have already sent someone to track down the source of this stimulant, I hope..."

"If Wen Xiang is asked to take a test immediately after the game, then it can be concluded that this is definitely a trap set by the enemy," Xiao Yu stared intently at the arena. At this moment, Wen Xiang also looked at the stands Come here, far away, Xiao Yu doesn't know if he can see himself, but Xiao Yu knows that he must have a smile on his face now, this smile is for himself and for the people who have always cared about him.

"We know it's a trap, but we have to step on it," Bai Chi sighed and said, "His pressure is too great. He has to participate in this competition. He has no way to refuse, and I am the same."

"He can refuse," Xiao Yu said stubbornly, retracting his eyes, looking at Bai Chi's expressionless face.

Bai Chi shook his head lightly and said: "No, he can't refuse. I know him much better than you. If he refuses to participate, he won't be Wen Xiang. Except for the pressure from people who care about him, he I am also constantly putting pressure on myself, you know, he is a very strong person, but last night when we were studying today’s tactics alone, he cried secretly, I told him, if he can’t participate, I will I won’t blame him either, I have prepared four sets of contingency plans, hoping that I can share some of the pressure on him from the public, but Wen Xiang disagrees, "

"He himself has his own persistence. He is a fighter, a fighter who knows that there are tigers in the mountains, and he is inclined to go to the mountains. I don't want him to fight alone. I hope we all support him instead of silently. support, because I know that most support silently, just silently, without support,"

"Will what you said just now affect his fighting spirit?" Xiao Yu asked suddenly.

How would an athlete feel when he knew that he had been murdered by others and that he was drugged with doping drugs? How would he feel when he was taken away by the officials of the Anti-Doping Committee after desperately holding back the pain to compete for the first place? What do you think, if these are not enough to affect his performance, unless he is a god.

As long as it is a human being, it is basically impossible not to be affected.

"I don't know," Bai Chi shook his head, choosing to tell the truth, "What do you think?"

"I... I don't know either," Xiao Yu said with a wry smile.

We are only genius doctors, not gods. The key is that we are Chinese medicine students, not psychology students. This kind of question is really difficult.

"Tuan Zhang...something is not good," a staff member stepped forward and whispered to Bai Chi.

"Um, what happened again?" Bai Chi rolled his eyelids and asked, his nerves have been strong enough for the past few days, and he thinks he can bear most of the impossible facts. There are too many things happening in the Olympic Games in the United States. Incredible question.

Xiao Yu's attention was also attracted, and the staff member looked at Xiao Yu's expression and hesitated to speak.

Bai Chi said: "This is our most trustworthy friend, let's talk, it's okay,"

Xiao Yu smiled back.

The staff member said hesitantly: "The thing is like this..."

In this Olympic hurdle competition, there have been many incidents of athletes falling down. The reason turned out to be due to the negligence of the organizers, which caused the distance of the first hurdle to be about [-] centimeters longer than the normal distance during training.

Twenty minutes is a very embarrassing distance. For example, Wen Xiang needs about ten steps from the start to the first hurdle. This has formed an impression in the minds of most athletes. I run about ten steps. You should start hurdling.

However, at a distance of [-] centimeters, the biggest possibility is that the athlete kicked on the hurdle, and then turned over on his back, no, it was a turn over on his back, which eventually led to very unsatisfactory results.

"Since the organizer already knew about it, didn't they think of a way to change it?" Bai Chi raised his eyebrows in a bad tone and said, looking at his expression, he wished he could cook and eat the specific executive staff of the organizer.

"No, they didn't, they explained that there were already eight groups of athletes running that way, and now the change would be unfair to the athletes who had already competed," he said.

"Playing the piano indiscriminately, it's just playing the piano indiscriminately, I'll go to them to argue," Bai Chi stood up abruptly: "How can we do this, if there is an accident, instead of trying to make up for it, you will make mistakes again and again, trying to cover it up,"

Xiao Yu's expression changed, and he suddenly asked, "Did any athletes from the United States fall during the competition?"

"It's not very clear..." The staff member said with an embarrassed expression: "There is no official statistics in this regard,"

"There must be none, this is clearly their trick, Hong Guoguo's conspiracy," Bai Chi's voice became higher and higher, he was already out of anger.

Is there such a thing to do, just for a gold medal, as for this kind of repeated tricks?

Bai Chi and Xiao Yu had to believe that this doping incident was by no means accidental, but a premeditated targeting of Chinese athlete Wen Xiang.

The two looked at the field, staring at each other, and Wen Xiang, who was about to fight hard, secretly squeezed a cold sweat in his hands.

Can he get through this hurdle safely? Can he continue his Chinese dream of flying people.

What Wen Xiang said to Xiao Yu before going on stage still echoed in Xiao Yu's ears: "Is there a way to quickly eliminate the residue of stimulants in the body? I don't need this, I can still win the game,"

"It's difficult," Xiao Yu said after the specific diagnosis.

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There is an extra TV in the secret room.

There are still two people, the red-haired second child of the operator, and the back-faced man of the liaison officer.

On the TV, the situation of the competition venue is being broadcast live.

The red-haired second child is talking freely: "Twenty centimeters... Hahaha, our athletes in the United States have already adjusted and trained before the game. They will definitely lose this time. You can talk about that black Pissel, and you can say anything." If you don’t participate in the difference training in advance, this time it will be ruined, Lu Lian turned two somersaults in ten seconds, but it’s ridiculous, "

"It's not an accident, it's a necessity," the liaison officer's voice was always so cold and impersonal: "If the athletes in the United States don't fall, it's not normal, and this is also one of the links in our design."

"Gao Ming," said the red-haired second child flatteringly.

"You're not bad either," the liaison officer made a rare joke.

The indoor videophone rang: "Sir, that Chinese man is coming over,"

"Fang Shi, how can he still come here? Didn't you already tell him that we don't need to see each other in the future? Give him the money and tell him to go away," the red-haired second son roared.

"No, no, no," the liaison officer stopped and said, "He caused trouble in Huaxia Kingdom. He not only joined us for money. According to the information we have, this person has offended important officials in Huaxia Kingdom's officialdom. He's a character, that's why we use him, he's just a doctor, it's nothing to see him, "

"Bring him in," the liaison officer ordered into the videophone.

About 5 minutes later, the door of the house opened from the outside, Fang Shi nodded and bowed, walked in humbly, and said with a smile on his face: "Hello, gentlemen, then, what, what you asked me to do has been done, I injected half of it for him and drank one, my business..."

Liao Jiu's son was offended by the house, and Liao Jiu, the son of Minister Liao of the Ministry of Health, knew that he would never be able to get along in Huaxia's medical system.

"Half injection, why," the red-haired second child asked.

"It's all that Xiao Yu..." Fang Shi explained tremblingly, "However, one and a half should be enough, right?"

"It's Xiao Yu again," said the red-haired second child who didn't like hearing this name very much.

"You should check his background in Huaxia, and then cause him a little trouble in Huaxia, and let him go back quickly, otherwise, it will seriously affect our plan. You can't kill him, and you can't stay. Get him out of here quickly."

"Why can't you kill him?" Fang Shi asked curiously.

"Our big boss admires him very much, hahaha... Don't you think you know too many secrets," said the liaison officer.

"I'll keep my mouth shut," said Fang Shi, kicking his legs.

"Only the dead keep their mouths shut," the liaison officer didn't turn around, and took two steps back, and then kicked his leg backwards. This movement was extremely skillful, as perfect as a donkey's kick.

Bang, Fang Shi was hit by a kick, and his body flew up and hit the wall.

There is a protruding iron nail on the wall, I don't know what it was originally used for.

Now this iron nail hit Fang Shi's head directly, Fang Shi only had time to grunt, tilted his head, and died.

Died like a puddle of mud.

"You killed him, why?" The red-haired second had the opportunity to face the liaison officer, but he still couldn't see the liaison officer's face. The liaison officer only showed two eyes, and the rest of the body was hidden by a black under the yarn.

"It's no longer useful," the liaison officer said coldly, "If I were you, I'd find someone to send him outside the room of Mr. Liao Jiuliao, and let them bite the dog themselves, hahaha, ahhaha Ha ha,"