"What's not so good about this?" Gu Menghan didn't seem to care about whether Xiang Zhenghao was embarrassed or not, "Xiang Ju, there is a few hours of difference between tonight and tomorrow's day, don't you tell me that you can't even afford to delay this little time, can't you give me face?"

Hearing Gu Menghan's words, Xiang Zhenghao bowed his head and thought for a moment, before he said to Gu Menghan: "Okay, Mr. Gu, the third round of the competition is scheduled for nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and this time can't be postponed any longer." ”

Hearing Xiang Zhenghao's words, Gu Menghan nodded and said, "Then thank Xiang Ju for giving me this face, I will accept your favor." ”

"It's serious, Mr. Gu. Xiang Zhenghao saw that Gu Menghan did not choose to continue to embarrass himself, Xiang Zhenghao was also relieved, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yang Ye on the hospital bed, and sighed in his heart: What kind of shit luck did this stinky boy take, and he was able to get Gu Menghan's favor.

Seeing Gu Menghan in a few words, he persuaded Xiang Zhenghao to postpone the time of the game to tomorrow, and everyone in the ward couldn't help but admire Gu Menghan, and at the same time cast an ambiguous smile at Yang Ye.

Not ready to continue to stay here, Xiang Zhenghao said to Gu Menghan: "Mr. Gu, since the time has changed, I need to hurry back to arrange and inform, so I won't stay here longer, let's go back first." ”

When Gu Menghan heard this, he didn't hold back, and said to Xiang Zhenghao: "Okay, Xiang Ju, I won't delay your time." ”

Hearing this, Xiang Zhenghao nodded, glanced around at everyone in the ward again, and then turned around and walked to the door of the ward.

Seeing this, Yang Ming hurriedly followed, preparing to send Xiang Zhenghao and the others out, Gu Menghan could ignore them, Yang Ming didn't think he could be so rude.

After seeing Xiang Zhenghao and the others leave, Yang Ye, who was lying on the hospital bed, said to Gu Menghan, "Thank you." ”

Originally, Yang Ye was not sure about the afternoon game, and wanted Xiang Zhenghao to postpone it for two or three hours, just to give himself a little more time to rest and increase his chances of winning. Unexpectedly, Gu Menghan directly asked Xiang Zhenghao to agree to postpone the game until tomorrow, so that Yang Ye would be more sure of the match with Luo Ziming.

Hearing Yang Ye's thanks, Gu Menghan smiled and shook his head, "What is there to thank for, you should hurry up and recuperate from your injuries now and rest, I really don't know why you have to participate in this competition, it's really too strong." ”

Hearing Gu Menghan's dissatisfaction with his decision, Yang Ye just smiled and didn't give any explanation.

Immediately, Gu Menghan continued: "I still have something to deal with, and I have to go, you can rest well, if you have time, I will come to see you again." ”

Hearing Gu Menghan's words, Yang Ye nodded.

Seeing this, Gu Menghan turned around and walked out directly.

Mu Wei, who was wearing white latex gloves on the side and was about to treat Yang Ye's wounds, closed the curtains around the hospital bed, came to Yang Ye's side, and asked casually: "Is that your girlfriend just now?" ”

Hearing Mu Wei's words, Yang Ye replied with an embarrassed face: "You're wrong, she's not my girlfriend, we're just friends." ”

Hearing Yang Ye's explanation, a look of doubt flashed on Mu Wei's face, and without asking anything, she began to apply the disinfectant potion to the wound on Yang Ye's face.

"What? postponed, when is it postponed?" In Weihong Security Company, after hearing the news that the game was postponed, Luo Ziming's face was very ugly.

Jiang Zhenxing, who was on the side, heard Luo Ziming's words and responded: "It has been postponed to nine o'clock tomorrow morning." ”

Hearing Jiang Zhenxing's words, Luo Ziming's face finally looked a little better, and he muttered to himself: "Just a few hours, what can you recover?"

Hearing Luo Ziming's self-talk, Jiang Zhenxing couldn't help reminding: "Ziming, don't take this Yang Ye lightly, if you underestimate him, maybe it will be in his hands." ”

Hearing Jiang Zhenxing's words, Luo Ziming replied with some impatience: "You don't need you to remind me of this, if it had been placed in the past, I might not have taken him in my eyes, but after seeing the battle between him and Xiong Jie, if I underestimate him again, I will be a fool." I didn't expect this kid to be a pig and eat a tiger, but his injuries are not light now, even if he is given a night's rest, what use can it be, I see what he uses to fight me. ”

Hearing Luo Ziming's words, Jiang Zhenxing didn't speak again, but the look on his face showed that he still had a strong worry about tomorrow's game.

At five o'clock the next morning, Duan Gang and Wei Wuxin were still asleep, and Yang Ye on the hospital bed had already opened his eyes.

He slowly lifted the quilt and rolled out of the hospital bed, his left hand was straightened with the help of yesterday's doctor, and after a night's rest, his condition has improved.

Yang Ye didn't wear shoes, walked to the outer window of the ward alone, and practiced the ancient boxing scriptures. The movement gradually became mellow from the initial sluggishness and stiffness.

After playing two sets of movements, Yang Ye could feel that his body was boiling hot from the inside out, and his whole body was warm, and even the pain in his body seemed to be reduced a lot. Yang Ye was suddenly a little surprised, he didn't expect the ancient boxing scripture to have such an effect, it seems that after so many generations, the things that have been passed down from generation to generation do have his preciousness.

After completing the two sets of movements, Yang Ye didn't feel tired at all, so he continued to practice.

Unconsciously, Yang Ye had been practicing for two hours, and at seven o'clock, the door of the ward was gently opened, Mu Wei walked in from outside the door, and saw Yang Ye who was exercising in front of the window at a glance, and hurriedly came to him and said to him: "Why did you get up so early to exercise, don't rest in bed, don't affect the injuries on your body anymore." ”

When Yang Ye heard this, he smiled at Mu Wei and said, "Anyway, there will be a tough battle to be fought in a while, it doesn't matter if the injury is affected or not, maybe it will be more advantageous to do warm-up exercises." ”

When Mu Wei heard this, she lowered her head and said lightly: "I didn't expect that your battle would still be unavoidable." ”

Seeing Mu Wei's expression, Yang Ye said tentatively: "Are you worried about him?" Yang Ye would not think that Mu Wei would worry about himself.

Hearing this, Mu Wei shook her head, nodded again, looking at Yang Ye's puzzled look, Mu Wei explained: "I have indeed broken up with him, and I don't want to care about his affairs anymore, it's just that the conflict between the two of you was originally caused by me, so it's still related to me, I don't want to see any of you get hurt because of this, otherwise I will feel a little guilty." ”