There was a buzzing in my ears.

What else to say?

Drag Zhang Fan down?

what happened?

Wang Rui didn't know. He only knew that the figure in front of him was Zhang Fan. If this kid could persevere, why couldn't he?

Run, keep running, grit your teeth and run!

Lose to a student, pass it back, and still not be laughed at to death!

"The ninetieth circle!"

The number of people in the live broadcast room is still rising. At this time, there are already 200,000 viewers!

"Ninety-one laps!"

"Where's the ambulance? Why hasn't Paralysis arrived yet?"

Gao Yuan was so anxious that he cursed, and the doctor beside him quickly comforted him: "Mr. Gao, don't worry, we'll be here soon."

Before he finished speaking, an ambulance slowly drove into the school.

The medical staff quickly got out of the car, and the stretchers and various instruments were ready.

"Plop!"

Qi Lin collapsed after completing eighty-two laps.

Without anyone to guide him, he seemed like a lost lamb. At this moment, he finally couldn't hold on any longer.

"Go quickly!"

Gao Yuan and a group of medical staff carried Qi Lin down.

However, no one noticed what was going on here.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Fan, trembling with Zhang Fan's footsteps.

"Ninety-three laps! Just one less, come on!"

A group of people shouted anxiously in their hearts. They did not dare to speak out for fear of scaring Zhang Fan.

"Old Wang, come on, there's still one more lap, just one more lap." Zhang Fan's voice was extremely weak, but at this moment, it was clearly audible.

Someone's eyes are moist.

The sound of this word cut into everyone's hearts like a knife.

"Tap tap tap!"

A group of people began to circle around the track next to Zhang Fan. They were extremely worried as they looked at the figure that was about to collapse at any moment.

Ninety-three laps, which is more than four kilometers longer than a marathon.

"Come on! Come on!"

A low figure and a rustling sound.

"Ninety-four circles!"

Someone choked and spoke.

"Come on, take one step, and take another step!"

Zhang Fan only felt that his eyes were blank. At this moment, he could not see anything. He could only listen to the whispering sounds in his ears. He knew that there was still a little bit to go, and a little bit to go.

"Fifty meters!"

"Ten meters!"

"One meter!"

"step!"

"It's over, it's over, Lao Wang is done, Zhang Fan, please stop."

When Wang Rui took the last step, a group of people stepped forward and hugged Zhang Fan.

At this moment, Zhang Fan passed out directly.

"Doctor, come quickly."

A panicked voice sounded.

At this moment, people all over the world watching the live broadcast panicked.

"Where is the person? How is Zhang Fan?"

"Hey, anchor, please speak quickly, I'm so anxious."
Chapter completed!