A Xiao's hand injury obviously cannot be cured by conservative treatment, and an operation must be made as soon as possible. As a result of the surgery, only a miracle will bring A Xiao back to the top. There is a 99.9% probability that A Xiao's golden career era will probably pass ahead of schedule.
How can it be
After turning around for an unknown number of times, Yuan Wei stopped, closed his eyes slightly, and forced a smile: "When we return to S City, we will go to the hospital for an examination. The situation may not be as bad as we imagined."
"Yes." A Xiao agreed.
Yuan Wei opened his mouth, wanting to say something comforting, but swallowed it all when he saw A Xiao's silent profile.
At this moment, a voice familiar to them at the door hurried in together with the owner: "Brother Xiao, Brother Yuanwei."
Yuan Wei looked up and was a little surprised to see Ji Zhiyao entering the door panting heavily: "How did you get in?"
It stands to reason that there are security personnel outside the backstage, Ji Zhiyao should not be able to easily enter the rest area.
Ji Zhiyao stood still, and although he was answering Yuan Wei's question, he glanced at A Xiao who was silent at the side, "It should be God Fi who said hello in advance, I showed them my VIP ticket number, and they let me I'm in."
Yuan Wei nodded and stopped talking.
Ji Zhiyao turned his head, his tone was a little cautious: "Brother Xiao, are you okay?"
A Xiao raised his eyes, and easily saw the unconcealable concern and sincerity in the young man's eyes, so he smiled and raised his wrist pretending to be relaxed: "Not too good, I'm about to be entangled into a pig's trotter by the physiotherapist."
Ji Zhiyao reluctantly hooked the corner of his lips. He could see very clearly that just now A Xiao even struggled to raise his hand slightly, and the sweat on his forehead had already formed a line.
He pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.
He turned his head and saw the word "Defeat" displayed on the small wall-mounted TV in the lounge, which meant that he had lost the game that was going on outside... His mood became more gloomy.
The mid laner substitute Xiaofei went to the middle lane, and the mid laner Ah Heng went to the jungle... The failure that had been expected for a long time was realized in just 20 minutes, which is really worse.
A few minutes later, five people filed in. Mo Huaifeng walked in the front, and the first thing he saw was Ji Zhiyao. But his eyes were very indifferent, and he turned his eyes to A Xiao. The displeasure of losing the game became secondary this time, "Is your hand okay?"