On the track and field, ready to go, there are nine tracks in a row and eight athletes, just waiting for the starting gun to sound, and then four years of accumulated preparations burst out in just ten seconds.

With a population of 1.3 billion and 56 ethnic groups, the huge burden of China all falls on the young athlete Wen Xiang who carries the number plate 1356. During the Imperial Olympics, he had this number plate, and now, he still has this number Number plate.

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

"Come on," Xiao Yu clenched her fists. We all believe that you can do it, and you are so tenacious and believe in your own persistence.

The faces and expressions of the audience in the stands were almost the same as Xiao Yu's. They were excited, they were crazy, all because of one person.

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

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

"If Wenxiang is asked for testing immediately after the game, then we can conclude that this is definitely a trap by the enemy," Xiao Yu stared at the playing field intently. At this time, Wenxiang also looked towards the stands. Come here, Xiao Yu doesn't know if he can see him from a distance, 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 looked up to the sky and sighed, "He's under too much pressure. He has to participate in this game. He has no way to refuse, and neither do I."

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

Bai Chi shook his head gently and said: "No, he can't refuse. I know him much better than you do. If he refuses to participate, he will not be Wen Xiang. In addition to the pressure from people who care about him, he I am 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 that if he can't participate, I I won’t blame him. I have prepared four sets of emergency plan rhetoric, hoping that I can share some of the pressure put on him by the people, but Wen Xiang does not agree,"

"He himself also has his own persistence. He is a warrior, a warrior who knows that there are tigers in the mountains and prefers to travel with tigers in 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 of the silent support is just silent but no support."

"Do you think what happened just now will affect his fighting spirit?" Xiao Yu suddenly asked.

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

As long as you are human, it is basically impossible not to be affected.

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

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

We are just miracle doctors, not gods. The key is that we study Chinese medicine, not psychology. This kind of problem is really difficult.

"Captain Bai... something is not right," a staff member walked up and whispered to Bai Chi.

"Um, what happened again," Bai Lan rolled his eyelids and asked. His nerves have been strong enough in the past few days, and he thinks he can bear most of the impossible facts. Too many things happened in the United States during this Olympics. Incredible question.

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

Bai Chi said: "This is our most trustworthy friend, just tell me, it's okay,"

Xiao Yu smiled in return.

The staff member then said hesitantly: "This is what happened..."

In this Olympic hurdle race, there have been many incidents of athletes falling. The reason turned out to be due to the negligence of the organizers, which caused the distance of the first hurdle to be about 20 centimeters further than the normal distance during training.

Twenty minutes is an embarrassing distance. For example, Wen Xiang takes about ten steps from starting to crossing the first hurdle. This has formed an impression in the minds of most athletes. I ran about ten steps. It’s time to start jumping over the hurdles.

However, at a distance of twenty centimeters, the most likely outcome is that the athlete kicks on the hurdle, and then flips over, instead of flipping over the hurdle, resulting in very unsatisfactory results.

"Since the organizer already knew 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 wanted to cook and eat the organizer's actual executives.

"No, they didn't. They explained that eight groups of athletes had already run like this, and changing it now would be unfair to the athletes who had already competed,"

"Playing the piano randomly, it's just playing the piano randomly, I'm going to argue with them," Bai Chi suddenly stood up: "How can we do this? If there is an accident, instead of trying to find a way to make up for it, we have to make the same mistake over and over again, trying to hide it."

Xiao Yu's expression changed, and she suddenly asked: "Did any American athletes fall during the competition?"

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

"It must be gone. This is clearly their trick, Hong Guoguo's conspiracy," Bai Chi's voice became louder and louder, and he was already extremely angry.

Is there such a thing? It’s just for a gold medal. As for this series of tricks?

Bai Chi and Xiao Yu had to believe that this doping incident was no accident, but a premeditated attack on Wen Xiang, an athlete from China.

The two looked at the competition field, staring at Wen Xiang, who was preparing to fight hard, and secretly broke into a cold sweat in his hands.

Can he get through this test safely? Can he continue his Chinese dream of becoming a flying man?

What Wen Xiang said to Xiao Yu before taking the field 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," this is what Xiao Yu said after the specific diagnosis.

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There is an extra TV set in the secret room.

There are still two people, the red-haired second operating officer, and the liaison officer with a back view.

On the TV, the situation at the competition venue was being broadcast live.

The second red-haired boy was talking: "Twenty centimeters... Hahaha, our American athletes have already made adjustments and training before the game. They will definitely lose this time. What can you say about that black man Pisel?" If you don’t participate in the difference training in advance, this time will be ruined. I did two somersaults in ten seconds, but it’s ridiculous,”

"This is not an accident, this is a necessity," the liaison officer's voice was always so cold and impersonal: "If no American athletes fall, it would be abnormal. This is also part of our design."

"Brilliant," the red-haired guy said flatteringly.

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

The indoor video phone rang: "Sir, that Chinese guy is here,"

"Fang Wei, how can he still come here? Haven't we already told him that we don't need to meet in the future? Give him the money and tell him to get out," the red-haired second man yelled.

"No, no, no," the liaison officer stopped and said, "He caused trouble in Huaxia. He not only came to us for money, but according to the information we have, this person offended important officials in Huaxia." That's why he is being used by us. He is just a doctor. Meeting him is nothing."

"Bring him in," the liaison officer ordered into the video phone.

About five minutes later, the door of the room opened from the outside. Fang Si nodded and bowed, walked in humbly, and said with a smile on his face: "Hello, gentlemen, what, what, what you asked me to do has been done. Here you go." He injected half a pill and drank one, my business..."

Fang Shi fell in love with Liao Jiu and offended Liao Jiu, the son of Minister of Health Liao. He knew that he would never be able to survive in the Chinese medical system. The two groups had the same affinity and hit it off immediately.

"Half injection, why?" asked the red-haired man.

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

"It's Xiao Yu again," the red-haired second boy didn't like hearing this name.

"You should check his details in China, and then create some trouble for him in China, and tell him to go back quickly. Otherwise, it will seriously affect our plan. We can't kill him or keep him. Get him out of here quickly,"

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

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

"I will keep it secret," Fang Shi said, swaying on his legs.

"Only a dead person can keep his mouth shut," the liaison officer said without turning around. He took two steps back and then kicked his legs backwards. This movement was extremely skillful, as perfect as a donkey kicking its legs.

Bang, Fang Shi was hit by a kick, 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 the iron nail hit Fang Shi's head directly. Fang Shi only had time to grunt, tilt his head, and die.

It was as dead as a puddle of mud.

"You killed him, why?" The red-haired second man had the opportunity to face the liaison officer face to face, but he still couldn't see the liaison officer's face. The liaison officer only had two eyes exposed, and the other parts were hidden in a layer of darkness. Under the yarn.
Chapter completed!