Chapter 18: The Fainting Girl
"Why is it her again?" Qi Dong muttered.
Seeing her chest rising and falling slightly with her breathing, Qi Dong confirmed that she was still alive.
"Hey, wake up!" Qi Dong shouted loudly, then reached out and patted her sweat-soaked face, but there was no response.
After all, in the same school, you can't let her faint on the ground.
Qi Dong sat on the ground at a loss, thinking back on the process of running all the way just now.
"What a broken marathon, I didn't see a first-aid point along the way!" Qi Dong complained in his heart.
"It's so hot, if she continues to lie in the sun for a while, maybe something will happen. Qi Dong thought with some concern.
"There is no other way but to carry her to the end, where there should be a first aid point. ”
After gritting his teeth, Qi Dong helped Fang Qiwen's body up with both hands, and then bent down and carried her on his back.
"Hey, it doesn't seem to be too heavy. Qi Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Next, Qi Dong ran again as before, but at this moment he had a soft body on his back.
Qi Dong ran very hard, almost at the fastest speed, firstly because he couldn't figure out Fang Qiwen's condition, and was afraid that she would suddenly die on his back, and secondly, he felt a faint sense of hunger.
The scorching sun was in the sky, Qi Dong's T-shirt was soaked with sweat, and he felt that his body seemed to be stuck with the girl on his back, hot and heavy.
Soon, he ran over the fifth timed carpet, overtaking several competitors along the way.
Sometimes, Qi Dong could vaguely hear someone shouting behind him, but he didn't stop, because he didn't have the time and mind to pay attention to others now, he just wanted to run to the finish line quickly and hand Fang Qiwen over to the medical staff as soon as possible.
From the fifth timing carpet to the sixth timing carpet, Qi Dong only took less than twenty minutes, which was a little faster than running alone before.
When he was about to reach the seventh timing carpet, Qi Dong saw through his eyes that were fascinated by sweat and saw a group of people running together, all wearing T-shirts of different colors, with large steps and even cadence, which seemed to be specially trained.
Shaking off the sweat on his head, Qi Dong's speed sped up a few points. Soon, he overtook the professional-looking runners in front of him.
Seeing that Qi Dong was carrying a person on his back, but his pace was much faster than theirs, the group of people all showed surprise, and even a few people stopped and looked desperate with their hands on their hips.
Running and running, Qi Dong felt a little numb, his body seemed to have become a machine, to be precise, a perpetual motion machine.
In an office at Jiangdong Sports School, Sanda coach Li Linfeng and his protégé Fang Zhen sat in front of the TV watching the live broadcast of the marathon.
"Ah Zhen, you said that your sister also participated in this marathon?" Li Linfeng asked with a slight twist of his head.
"Well, I don't know what's going on, this little girl always likes to exercise lately, and she often goes to the gym. Fang Zhen nodded and replied.
"Then why don't you go and cheer her on as a brother?" Li Linfeng said curiously.
"Well, I wanted to go, but she insisted on not letting me go. Fang Zhen sighed and said.
"Hehe, it looks like I have a boyfriend. Li Linfeng said playfully.
"How is it possible!Coach, don't joke with me!If this girl really has a boyfriend, I will kill ......" Fang Zhen looked anxious, and his eyes were much sharper.
"But I seem to have heard that Liu Mang, a judo major, has always been interested in your sister. Li Linfeng put away his smile and said seriously.
"Hehe, how could my sister take a fancy to him? That guy is just wishful thinking, if he dares to behave indecently, I will kill him!" Fang Zhen said as he squeezed his sandbag-sized fist.
Li Linfeng stopped speaking after hearing this, and watched the live broadcast of the marathon on TV again.
"Hey, is this person a fool, why is he still running with a girl on his back, something is wrong!" Li Linfeng, who was watching the live broadcast, suddenly laughed and scolded, and pointed to the TV screen.
After hearing this, Fang Zhen also looked at the screen with great interest.
After a second, his smile froze, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his burly body trembled.......
The marathon ended on a road in the HS district of Shanghai Port City, where a huge red arch was temporarily erected with the word "finish" written on it and the English word "FINISH". On the edge of the door frame hung an electronic timer, which showed the time of 2 hours, 31 minutes and 15 seconds.
At this time, the arch was already crowded with onlookers, many of whom were holding banners, flags, flowers and the like.
"It's coming, it's coming!"
Suddenly, someone shouted a loud voice, and then the whole crowd boiled.
Xu Xiao also tried his best to stand on tiptoe and look towards the front of the track, only to see a figure in a blue T-shirt running towards the finish line as far as his eye could see.
"It turned out to be him, Feng Hui of SIPG Sports University!"
"Hey, isn't he a pro?"
"It used to be, but I'm retired, and now I'm an amateur. ”
"Damn, that's so unfair to the other contestants!"
There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and it seemed that there was a lot of opinion about Feng Hui's participation.
"Feng Hui, come on!"
"Feng Hui, come on!"
"Feng Hui, come on!"
........
At the front of the crowd, a column of tall girls in short skirts was pulling a banner, happily cheering for Feng Hui.
There were a few men on the side, their eyes looking ahead, but from time to time they would peek at their exposed round thighs.
----Unfortunately, a young man with glasses and a Sven look was grabbed by his female companion by his female companion, crying out in pain and begging for mercy.
"Someone is catching up!"
"Who is that person, what a big step!"
"Ahh
"Damn, he seems to be carrying a man on his back!"
"Yes yes, I saw it, he was carrying a girl on his back. ”
There were exclamations in the crowd, and everyone's eyes shifted from Feng Hui to the thin figure carrying the girl on his back.
"First aid team! Hurry up, get to the rescue of that girl!"
After an order was given, several rescuers in white coats immediately ran towards Qi Dong with a first-aid kit.