Li Zheng, although groggy, could hear one person's voice clearly.
"Master," Zhang Xiaoke's eyes were full of tears, "hold on, Master."
"Go stand over there..." Li Zheng weakly waved his hand, "It's just a nosebleed."
"Don't move." By now, Tang Zhifei wasn't concerned about the game anymore. He firmly held Li Zheng's face, inspecting carefully, "The nasal bone doesn't seem to be broken. First, follow me to see the medical staff, then we'll decide whether we need to go to the hospital."
"It's nothing... Teacher Tang..." Li Zheng raised his hand to his nose and squinted hard, trying to concentrate on the ongoing game, "The bleeding has stopped, I can go back on the court."
"Forget about the game," Tang Zhifei insisted as he pulled him away.
"I'm really fine, I have to play the whole game," Li Zheng silently checked his status.
[Overall Rate: 625.2↑↑]
[Remaining Time: 04:25]
Over 600?
He then realized that hardly anyone was watching the game at this point.
