Xiao's hand injury evidently could not be cured just by conservative therapy. He had to make an appointment for surgery as early as possible. The success rate of the surgery was slim. Only a miracle would allow Xiao to return to his peak, and 99.9% of the possibilities were that Xiao's golden era of his career would probably end.
How could that be?
After walking in an infinite number circles, Yuan Wei stopped and closed his eyes slightly, forcing out a smile. "When we return to S city, let's go to the hospital for another examination. The condition might not be as bad as we think it is."
"Mm." Xiao agreed.
Yuan Wei opened his mouth, wanting to say some consoling words, but swallowed them all back when he looked at Xiao's silent side profile.
Just then, outside the door, a voice that they were not unfamiliar to and its owner came running hurriedly. "Brother Xiao, Brother Yuan Wei."
