"Don't worry, I won't let you lose." Fu Ang said softly.

"Fu Ang!"

The car sped out.

Liang Zhihuan didn't expect this, and he didn't expect Fu Ang to play this game for her! She hurried towards the referee's bench, trying to get the staff in the stadium to stop Fu Ang's car.

"It can't be helped, the game has already begun."

"But something will happen!"

The referee looked at the hot team not far away and said with a smile: "I think you're worried a lot, don't you think they're just right, and your car is now in the lead." ”

Liang Zhihuan froze, turned his head, and sure enough!

Fu Ang's car was much ahead of He Tian. "Xiangyi, what's going on? Isn't his leg hurt? ”

Even if the fluctuation of his legs while driving is not huge, Fu Ang's legs are difficult to even get up and walk!

Xiang Yi explained with a heavy face: "Ershao's legs should not move more, but they are not as immobile as ordinary disabilities, but they ......"

Fu Ang's strong support for getting up and walking had caused the recurrence of the old disease in his legs before, but this time he was only afraid of ......

He Tian is not easy to deal with, he has driving skills, but he will also use some means in order to win or lose, just like just now! How did Fu Ang deal with it?!

Liang Zhihuan looked at the track nervously and worriedly, and couldn't wait to rush up and stop the two. And at this time, there were discussions all around, and even Xiang Yi looked surprised, "Second young man ......"

I saw that the two cars that were originally comparable to each other opened up the distance [], and Fu Ang's car was far ahead of He Tian! It can be seen that He Tian is desperately trying to catch up, but he has fallen behind a lot, and it is almost impossible to overtake.

The race ended with Fu Ang's car reaching the line.

"Fu Ang!"

"Two less!"

After the car stopped, Liang Zhihuan and Xiang Yi immediately rushed forward and helped the man who came out of the car. "Fu Ang, how are you? Are the legs okay? ”

Fu Ang turned his eyes to look at the little girl with an anxious face, and couldn't help but smile with a very shallow smile between his thin lips, "Worried about me?" ”

"Of course!" Liang Zhihuan was anxious, and he didn't have time to take care of Fu Ang's expression at the moment with a touch of joy and happiness, "Xiangyi, let's send him to the hospital first." ”

"No, you don't." Fu Ang waved his hand, his eyes turned, Liang Zhihuan looked at the situation, and saw He Tian, who had just gotten out of the car with an unwilling and annoyed face.

"You've lost." Fu Ang stated the facts softly, but it sounded like a mockery to He Tian. He looked at Fu Ang, who had to be supported even by someone to stand, "Aren't you a fake cripple?" ”

"He Tian! Willing to lose! Liang Zhihuan protected Fu Ang's little face and sank, "He Tian, you can't afford to lose, right?" If you can't afford to lose, just say it. Her voice was a little higher, and the people around her looked sideways, and He Tian's face was immediately as embarrassed as pig's liver.

He Tian is a person with a good face, and Fu Ang is more than a little ahead in this game between the two, and the people around him are all looking at them. Although he had a grudge in his heart, he could only swallow this resentment alive and give up.

"Er Shao, sit down, I'll contact Dr. Shen!" Xiang Yi helped Fu Ang to sit down and immediately took out the phone, but was immediately stopped by Fu Ang.

"I'm fine, just rest for a while."

"You can't afford to be sloppy in your legs, you have to go to the hospital." Liang Zhihuan insisted.

"Are you feeling better?" Fu Ang looked at Liang Zhihuan, didn't answer her words, and asked rhetorically.