This Isn’t a Game

The hand that got injured was Huang Yu's left one. The fingers were nearly paralyzed. After bandaging him up, Nurse Wang declared it would take at least one month for him to recover. With the damage he'd suffered, it was a struggle just to close his hand around something.

With the fragments of glass removed, some antiseptic applied, and a dressing placed around the wound, Huang Yu walked out to find Qin Ying and the others waiting for him. Full of regret, he was unable to speak.

"It's not serious. Just don't let that get wet." Saying thus, the matron nurse bustled off to see to other matters.

"Let's go." Qin Ying didn't have much to say, either. Xiao Dao and Terrance moved to escort their team leader home.

"Commander…" Huang Yu stood there, his hand wrapped up thickly, holding in a breath full of words.

"I'm sorry, commander. I… I shouldn't have lost control…" Huang Yu didn't dare to meet anyone's gaze.