Furukawa Kazuya was slightly startled when he heard this, and he was a little confused. He knew that Lin Yu was the He Jiarong who mentored Du Sheng, so he understood why Lin Yu had such hostility towards him, but he didn't understand, since Lin Yu hated him
, why do you still hope that he can win in the finals?!
However, he was puzzled. Faced with such a "blessing", Furukawa Kazuya naturally agreed happily. He nodded and smiled evilly at Lin Yu, and said in blunt Chinese, "Don't worry, I will definitely win!"
As he spoke, he pointed at Du Sheng who was being carried away in the distance, and said in a cold tone, "He was very lucky and saved his life!"
"Yes, he is indeed very lucky!"
Lin Yu nodded, still expressionless, and said coldly, "But you may not be so lucky!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yu ignored him, grabbed his cell phone and quickly chased in the direction where Du Sheng was taken away. At the same time, he called Li Zhensheng, told him some medicinal materials, and asked him to pack them and bring them over.
Bring over his pair of dragon and phoenix silver needles and the hemostatic and myogenic powder left in the medical clinic.
Furukawa Kazuya narrowed his eyes slightly and watched Lin Yu's back leave, then jumped off the ring and walked towards the rostrum, while frowning and thinking about what Lin Yu meant by what he just said.
"Hahahaha... You are indeed a talented player in our Kendo Master League. Congratulations, Furukawa!"
At this time, Tokugawa and Fukuyama saw Furukawa Kazuya and came up to him with a smile, their faces triumphant, and they were chattering in Japanese.
“A piece of cake!”
Furukawa Kazuya nodded to the two of them, smiled disapprovingly, and said arrogantly, "I was sure of killing him, but it's a pity that he escaped by chance!"
"He is just a small character, it doesn't matter!"
Tokugawa smiled heartily and seemed not to take it to heart at all. He patted Furukawa Kazuya on the shoulder and said with a smile, "This time, you have given a good sigh of relief for our Empire of the Rising Sun!"
"Chinese people can no longer be arrogant!"
Fushan glanced at Yuan He, Shui Dongwei, Xiang Nantian and others who looked embarrassed in the distance, held his head high and smiled.
"Next, we need to study Missad's Sorog carefully. I hope we can defeat him in the finals! Let our Sword Master League reach the top of the world and rebuild our rising sun power!"
Tokugawa had a straight face, puffed out his chest, and said solemnly.
Although the game between Sorog and Jamieson has not started yet in the afternoon, Tokugawa knows that Sorog will advance, and Sorog’s opponent is the one they need to be wary of most!
"Yes, yes, our real opponent is Sorog!"
Fukuyama nodded and said in a deep voice, their goal this time is to win the championship!
"Just now...that guy named He Jiarong actually blessed me and hoped that I could win in the finals!"
Furukawa Kazuya frowned and relayed what Lin Yu had just said to Fukuyama and Tokugawa. He was not the kind of person with strong limbs and a simple mind. When he heard Lin Yu say such strange words, he always felt that there was something in Lin Yu's words.
"He actually blessed you?!"
Fukuyama and Tokugawa were both slightly startled when they heard Furukawa Kazuya's words. They looked at each other with suspicion on their faces. Now that Du Sheng was deposed and Huaxia was completely eliminated, Lin Yu should hate them to death. How could he bless Furukawa?
Kazuya won the championship?!
"I see!"
Fushan frowned and thought for a moment, and immediately understood Lin Yu's intention. He sneered and said, "This He Jiarong should know the almost forgotten rule of the exchange meeting! He probably wants to wait for Furukawa's victory before accepting other military institutions.
Let’s challenge him one after another! It must be an illusion to let others consume Furukawa, and then China will send someone else to challenge Furukawa!”
"idiot!"
Tokugawa sneered when he heard this and said, "He may not know that major institutions have already sent out the strongest people in their own institutions. Even if they take turns to challenge, it will be an easy task for Furukawa! What's more,
There is a time limit!”
"Forget it, this is the last fantasy of the Chinese people, let them have a sweet dream!"
Furukawa Kazuya sneered and said with great disdain, thinking that Lin Yu might only have this little hope.
It is said that after Lin Yu rushed to the ambulance, he let the ambulance drive out of the training ground, passed through the base, and drove towards the outside of the base, in order to meet Li Zhensheng as soon as possible.
Although Du Sheng's current condition is not life-threatening, the more time passes, the more dangerous he becomes.
Under Lin Yu's constant urging, the ambulance sped up and rushed down the mountain. When it reached the suburbs, it finally successfully met up with Li Zhensheng, who was driving up.
Lin Yu stopped the ambulance on the side of the road, took the silver needle and myogenic and hemostatic powder, and started treating Du Sheng.
Because Du Sheng had multiple fractures on his body, he needed to set the bones. Lin Yu directly fumbled with his hands to roughly connect Du Sheng's ribs. Because of the lack of tools to fix them, Lin Yu could not completely connect the bones of Du Sheng's body, especially
Du Sheng touched Du Sheng's nearly comminuted fractured palm. Lin Yu didn't touch it. He just stuck two small silver needles into Du Sheng's wrist and said coldly to the medical staff, "Send him to the military region general hospital."
, tell Zhao Zhongji, Director Zhao, that Brother Du is a very good friend of me, He Jiarong, and ask Director Zhao to find the best orthopedic surgeon to treat Du Sheng! In addition, the silver needle on Brother Du's wrist must not be removed without surgery.
You can only pull it out after you succeed, you know?!"
"Ah, I know, I know!"
Several medical staff nodded repeatedly, then closed the car doors and rushed towards the military region headquarters.
One of the medical staff said suspiciously, "Who is this person? Why should we listen to him..."
"Idiot, even Mr. He Jiarong, who is famous in the field of Chinese medicine, doesn't know!"
Another older medical staff scolded him. He had heard of the name He Jiarong.
After Lin Yu watched the ambulance leave, he asked Li Zhensheng to take him back to the training base, because there was still a game between Sorog and Jamieson in the afternoon, and he had to be present to observe Sorog's shots.
and tricks to deal with possible situations that may arise in the next finals. After all, between Sorog and Furukawa Kazuya, it is impossible to determine who can win.
"Brother Du, are you okay?!"
Han Bing had been waiting for Lin Yu at the gate of the base. After seeing Lin Yu, he walked up quickly and asked eagerly.
"fine!"
Lin Yu shook his head gently, looked a little sad, and said in a low voice, "However, his combat effectiveness may be compromised in the future..."
Han Bing did not speak. He gritted his teeth tightly, with endless hatred and anger in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said word by word, "If Kazuya Furukawa wins the final championship, I will definitely challenge him on stage!"
Lin Yu frowned and looked at her, opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing. He gently patted Han Bing on the shoulder and said, "Let's wait until the finals are over the day after tomorrow!"
After the afternoon game is over, we will have a day off tomorrow, and then we will have the finals and the championship battle the day after tomorrow!
After the championship battle, according to the rules, as long as the champion is healthy, he can challenge the champion in one day!
In the afternoon, the match between Sorog and Jamieson was also very lively. Almost everyone on the rostrum was present, but there was no one in the Chinese area in the middle of the rostrum. Yuan He, Shui Dongwei and Xiang Nantian did not come.
After all, now the only Chinese player represented by Du Sheng has been eliminated, China's last hope has been shattered, and they no longer have the heart to watch the game.
Han Bing raised his head and looked in the direction of the rostrum. Seeing that Yuan He and the others were not there, he said to Lin Yu, "Wait a minute. I'll call Director Yuan and ask for permission to watch the game from the audience!"
"No need!"
Lin Yu gently waved his hand to Han Bing and said, "Let's just go to the podium!"
The reason why he asked to sit under the rostrum in the morning was to save Du Sheng. Now he didn't care who lived or died in this game, so he could naturally sit on the rostrum.
Han Bing was startled for a moment, sighed to himself about the fickle man, and followed Lin Yu to the podium.
After Sorog and Jamieson from the Special Situation Department came on stage, the referee gave brief instructions, then waved his hand to signal the start of the game, and then Sorog and Jamieson quickly fought together.
Originally, everyone thought that Jamieson would lose to Sorog, but after the game started, what everyone did not expect was that Jamieson's offensive was fierce and sharp, and he instantly gained the upper hand!
Lin Yu raised his head and glanced at the situation on the field, and Jamieson's sudden outburst. His eyes suddenly opened wide, and there was even a trace of panic in his eyes!