168: Chapter 168: Can I Help You?
168: Chapter 168: Can I Help You?
Lin Fei took the car key and asked the referee, “Is Xiao Ling alright?”
The referee smiled slightly, “With your powerful shot, do you think he’s alright?”
Although Lin Fei hadn’t committed a foul, his terrifying shot still carried a hint of reprimand from the referee.
Lin Fei apologized, “Next time, I will use less force.”
“Hehe, if you use less force, I’m afraid you won’t be able to beat Xiao Ling.
On the court, it’s all about fighting with all your strength; there’s no room for sentiment,” the referee said solemnly.
“But just now, teacher…” Lin Fei wanted to say, didn’t you just reprimand me?
The referee said, “Well, although I hope that every contestant won’t get injured, a match is a match.”
“Congratulations on winning first place in this tennis open,” he added.
With that, the referee extended his hand to Lin Fei, who immediately shook it, saying, “Thank you, teacher.”
“Also, I will formally recommend you to the director of the sports department to participate in this year’s Huadu City Tennis Tournament,” the referee said to Lin Fei with great expectation.
“Huadu City’s tennis tournament?” Lin Fei asked.
The referee nodded, “The Huadu City Tennis Tournament is a provincial sports event.
At that time, tennis elite players from various universities in Huannan Province will come to participate in this tournament.”
“But I’m afraid I won’t have time,” Lin Fei wasn’t very interested.
He participated in the school’s open tournament because Xiao Ling invited him and for the prize money.
He hadn’t thought about competing in the Huadu City Tennis Tournament or becoming a professional tennis player.
The referee didn’t expect Lin Fei to refuse and was somewhat surprised, “Lin Fei, with your excellent skills, it would be a great pity if you don’t participate in the Huadu City Tennis Tournament!”
Lin Fei calmly replied, “Don’t worry, teacher, even if I don’t go, our school still has excellent players who can achieve good results.”
The referee didn’t oppose Lin Fei’s opinion because, indeed, if Lin Fei didn’t go to the tennis tournament, Xiao Ling and Xu Long could still achieve good results, as both their skills were very strong.
“It’s really a shame, but I will still recommend you to the director of the sports department and register you for the competition.
As long as you want to go, even if the Huadu City Tennis Tournament has already started, you can still participate,” the referee clearly wanted Lin Fei to change his mind.
Not wanting to outright reject the referee’s kindness, Lin Fei said, “Thank you, teacher, I will consider it carefully.”
The referee was very pleased to hear him agree to consider it and immediately instructed the staff beside him, “Give the first-place trophy and prize money to Lin Fei.”
“Yes, Teacher Chen,” the staff member responded.
Soon, the staff brought a steel trophy with a round base, adorned with sculptures of a tennis ball and racket, standing only a dozen centimeters high.
The referee placed the trophy and envelope with the prize money in Lin Fei’s hand.
“Congratulations again!” the referee said with a smile.
“Thank you, teacher,” Lin Fei replied.
At this moment, Lin Fei’s fans in the audience, led by several Flying Team players, orderly came to the court.
They continuously shouted Lin Fei’s name, joyfully took out their notebooks, and lined up waiting for Lin Fei’s autograph.
The scene was like a meeting with a big star, leaving Lin Fei dumbfounded.
He wanted to run away, but those fans swarmed him all at once.
On the other hand, Xiao Ling’s fans, seeing him powerless against Lin Fei’s fierce play, admitted defeat in disgrace, had lost hope in him.
They were incredibly disappointed with Xiao Ling’s poor performance, some cursed, some looked dejected, no longer seeing Xiao Ling as their invincible idol.
They began to leave, with not one going up to console the defeated Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling felt an unspeakable sense of loss, as if he had been abandoned.
Were these the fanatic fans who used to worship him?
In the end, it was still because of his failure that they left.
He wanted to stand up himself, but after several attempts, he couldn’t do it.
At this moment, a hand reached out in front of him, saying, “Let me help you!”
Xiao Ling looked up, and couldn’t believe that the one reaching out was Lin Fei.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the court, all of Lin Fei’s fans were about to get his autograph, but suddenly Lin Fei was nowhere to be found.
When they discovered Lin Fei extending his hand towards Xiao Ling, they were all stunned.
Similarly, Xiao Ling’s fans, who were leaving, were also surprised to see Lin Fei reaching out to Xiao Ling.
A victor reaching out to the defeated, and Xiao Ling had been hostile to Lin Fei from the start.
Xiao Ling looked at Lin Fei, then sneered, “What do you mean by this?
Pretending to be a good person?
Or do you want to see me make a fool of myself?”
Lin Fei remained expressionless and calmly said, “Is that what you think?
If I wanted to see you make a fool of yourself, I wouldn’t have needed to come over.
The reason I came is to tell you that your spinal nerve is injured.
If not treated promptly, you might end up in a wheelchair prematurely.”
Xiao Ling looked into Lin Fei’s composed eyes without seeing any schadenfreude or hypocrisy.
But he couldn’t believe Lin Fei’s kind intentions, still coldly saying, “Thanks for the concern, but I can manage myself.”
“Let me ask you, does the pain in your five lumbar vertebrae feel like being stabbed by needles, making it impossible for you to stand up?” Lin Fei asked sharply, looking into Xiao Ling’s eyes.
Xiao Ling felt it slightly and indeed sensed the excruciating pain in his lumbar vertebrae, making him very surprised: How does Lin Fei know about the pain in his lumbar vertebrae, and so precisely too?
“It seems you’re willing to spend your days in a wheelchair rather than have me treat you.
Although I learned medical skills from my grandfather as a child, I have my principles: I won’t treat a patient who doesn’t wish to be treated by me,” Lin Fei said, then turned to leave with his hands behind his back.
“Wait, Lin Fei,” Xiao Ling suddenly called out to Lin Fei, lacking his previous coldness and hostility.
Lin Fei halted, knowing Xiao Ling was indeed tempted to have him treat him.
“If you have something to say, just say it.
My fans are still waiting for my autograph; I’m really busy,” Lin Fei said without turning around.
Xiao Ling struggled for a while before finally speaking, “Lin Fei, can you help me with treatment?”
Lin Fei turned to him, “I said, my principle is not to force treatment on someone who doesn’t want it.
But if the patient wants me to treat them, then of course, I will.”
With that, Lin Fei extended his hand to Xiao Ling, “Can I help you now?”
Xiao Ling felt indescribable emotions—when all his fans abandoned him, the person he saw as his enemy, Lin Fei, offered a helping hand.
He nodded to Lin Fei, and at that moment, his hatred towards Lin Fei dissipated, replaced by a warm feeling in his heart.