Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn
Chapter 322 - 68: Sharing Good Fortune (Part 2)

Chapter 322: Chapter 68: Sharing Good Fortune (Part 2)

That strange spiritual power appeared again, and Zhou Ziang only felt the spiritual power released from his body being completely drained once more. The emptiness left by the absence of spiritual power made him groan, frightening Xiao Xian so much that she dared not move anymore.

"Are you okay?" The referee and several other players gathered around, concern filled their eyes.

A powerful dunk had taken down two players, leaving only the basketball unscathed, lying under the basket not far away.

"Lie still, don’t move, we’ll call for a stretcher and an ambulance right away, just hope it’s not a concussion," With the lesson learned from King Ke’s experience the day before, the organizers from Knei immediately contacted the hospital. With several accidents occurring in a well-going game, the organisers truly wished they could stop the game immediately.

Lie still? Don’t move? What kind of rescue is this? Xiao Xian felt awkward; she was much smaller in stature than Zhou Ziang, and when she fell, it seemed like Zhou Ziang had calculated it perfectly, catching her completely.

With Xiao Xian’s current position, her head resting on Zhou Ziang’s chest, her soft forehead just touching his chin, causing Zhou Ziang’s chin to itch.

The game was also temporarily paused, and the other team had already started their match. The AND1 team standing nearby and the two lone members of the Holy Heart Three Musketeers, all stared blankly, looking at Zhou Ziang lying on the ground in a spreadeagled manner, and the small, pitiful huddle that was Xiao Xian.

Time seemed to stand still. Xiao Xian couldn’t turn her head back, for fear of seeing those prying eyes. To distract herself, she could only listen to Zhou Ziang’s heartbeat.

One beat, two beats, three beats—no, that’s not right, the heartbeat seemed to be getting faster. Listening again, it was as if there were two heartbeats, theirs racing one after another, continuing the basketball game at an accelerating pace.

"Here it comes, the ambulance is here," Xiao Xian was lifted by the medical staff, followed by someone asking in her ear: "What’s your name, where do you live?" and other questions to confirm that she was conscious.

While responding, Xiao Xian turned her head and saw another ambulance, Zhou Ziang being loaded onto it. Xiao Xian didn’t have time to see what expression he had; all she could see was his gray-blue basketball jersey.

Who could tell her what had just happened?

Zhou Ziang was injured more severely than she was; when she fell, the impact spread across his body. The results of the Knei Street Basketball Championship were out, the AND1 and Holy Heart Three Musketeers, both missing a player, shared the third place of the tournament. The prize money was split, and they were rewarded with six pairs of Knei’s newly designed basketball shoes.

On the second day of hospitalization, Mao Yi came with the basketball shoes, and Qu Yang brought a flamboyantly showy bouquet of pink roses to visit her.

"We really let those two teams get away with it; we would have been the champions," Qu Yang was still not satisfied. After a brief chat, Xiao Xian realized that her momentous dunk that day had been forgotten.

Why was it forgotten? Everyone had forgotten about Xiao Xian’s dunk, including her sponsors, the media, and even her closest teammates. Everyone’s impression of her dunk had morphed into an unfortunate accident on the court where Xiao Xian was preparing to shoot, and collided with the unrestrained Zhou Ziang.

That was all. After listening to Qu Yang’s and even Mao Yi’s retelling, Xiao Xian was bewildered—could it be that her memory was wrong?

That day, it was clearly after her slam dunk that a force of spiritual power collided with her, causing the accident. Why did everyone forget?

Could it be the effect of space? Xiao Xian couldn’t find a reasonable explanation. Her space was already special enough; having one more function seemed not too much to ask.

After two days of so-called mandatory hospital observation, Xiao Xian was informed that she could finally be discharged. While waiting for Zhuo Feng and Feng Xing to handle the discharge procedures, she made a special effort to inquire about Zhou Ziang’s hospital room.

When she went to visit, Zhou Ziang’s hand was still bound with bandages. He wasn’t lying in bed but sitting on the windowsill, gazing at the scenery outside the window with a serene expression.

For some reason, the unattractive bandages on his arm seemed to suit him just fine.

"Thank you for catching me that day," Xiao Xian asked after a sigh of relief, Zhou Ziang had also forgotten everything, just like everyone else, including that earth-shattering dunk.