I've heard that Uncle was cured by Xu Xiangbei, and Lu Daquan looked at Xu Xiangbei in astonishment.
He couldn't believe that the young man before him, who seemed so ordinary and was about his age, could be a miraculous doctor.
Lu Daan looked suspiciously at his cousin, "Weren't you supposed to be training at the club? How did you come back so soon? Are you slacking off again? You always complain about not being put on the field, but if I were the coach, I wouldn't let you play either because you're so inconsistent."
Speaking of club training, Lu Daquan's face turned gloomy. He threw his worn-out sneakers into the corner and stretched out his hand to Xu Xiangbei, "Give me a cigarette."
Xu Xiangbei handed over a cigarette, and Lu Daquan started smoking with a troubled look on his face, ignoring his cousin Lu Daan's questioning.
