"Indeed, what did you think?"
"Three months?"
Gu Ci chuckled, "Your fracture isn't ordinary. It's not so easy to recover. Have you not consulted a doctor?"
Lu Zhiyuan shook his head, and Gu Ci said, "It'll take a year to heal properly, and you can't touch the race car."
Lu Zhiyuan's face darkened, clearly very unhappy. As Gu Ci had expected, he was quite angry. Winning the championship for the second time was supposed to be a joyful and glorious occasion, but he had a car accident, lay in the hospital, and received the terrible news that he couldn't race for a year. Lu Zhiyuan was gloomy.
