Yuan Wei, the team manager who was dragged out to act as the driver, shook his head in resignation, stepping harder on the accelerator. The van zoomed towards the battleteam's base.
When they arrived, the five monkeys in the backseat ran out of the vehicle squealing as if there was someone chasing after them and disappeared in a flash with no trace left behind.
Mo Huaifeng did not move and only looked up briefly. "You have something to tell me?"
Yuan Wei said, "I went to the hospital with Xiao this morning. The doctor said his wrist is not only strained, but there is also inflammation in the tendon sheath. He has to first take a break for a period of time and then undergo conservative therapy. No more intensive training. If therapy is ineffective, he would have to consider surgery."
