In the City High School, at the basketball court.
Yu Feng was just a hand away from reaching the basket and was about to toss the ball easily and with his practice, it would not have been any problem.
Meanwhile, all the girls who were cheering and calling out Yu Feng's name and while the opponent team had already thought that there was no way of saving the score either, something happened that shocked them and suddenly made them petrified.
When Yu Feng was just 3 meters away from the basket, all had stopped in their places knowing that this was a sure score.
In fact, even the coach was staring at Yu Feng with a somewhat expectant look on his face.
This tactic that he had discovered was not something new, but it was a combination of a few old tactics which had been used before.
But for it to work out, the players all had to be in sync with each other and have a good connection with each other or it would be flawed.
Not only did this tactic require great attention from their surrounding opponents, but also from their own teammates.
Because with each change in the hands which would dribble the ball, the team would need to slightly adjust their own position and path for their teammate and continue doing so till the score was achieved.
And unless the team was in sync with each other, it was almost impossible for this formation to work out well.
But just as he was about to see the fruit of his formation, he saw the ball suddenly fall off Yu Feng's plan as he paused in the air for a blink of a moment before falling on the ground like some kind of thing was falling after losing its momentum.
"Quick, catch him!"
He called out causing all the 11 players on the court to rush quickly towards Yu Feng.
There were more than 4 guys who were closest to Yu Feng and the basket, but still, they were 4 meters away from him and they needed a moment for reacting to the coach's voice.
But being sports players, the boys were still fast enough.
Just when Yu Feng's feet touch the ground, two were already grabbing him by his thighs before the other two came in to support him before all of them could call and injure each other.
The coach also rushed as far as he could but since he was the farthest away from everyone and was at the corner he needed a bit more longer to reach them.
Upon seeing Yu Feng's pale complexion along with some froth that had started to bubble up at the corner of his lips, he quickly yelled.
"Quick, call the medic!"
"Ahh yes."
Fu Yao who was the one who caught Yu Feng shook his head.
"I told him not to practice today, but he still didn't listen to me."
"What do you mean?"
The coach and others looked at him and narrowed their eyes.
"I..."
Fu Yao closed his lips before looking at Yu Feng.
"Fu Yao, right now is not the right time to hide something like this."
The coach stood up and yelled.
The coach's voice was loud enough to be heard by almost half of the ground.
Meanwhile, the surrounding students were also alarmed.
"Hey, what would have happened to Yu Feng?"
A girl asked, she belonged to the same class as Yu Feng and Fu Yao.
"How am I to know, but he looked well just a moment ago and not he suddenly stopped moving."
The girl next to her shrugged her shoulders.
"Maybe it's a muscle cramp, I heard that when muscles cramp it hurts a lot and also you won't be able to move."
Another muttered.
"Seriously, cramp in the whole body, how can that be?"'
The one before shook her head while giving a look at the girl who had just said that Yu Feng might have got a cramp.
Hearing her words, the others kept quiet because she was the student council leader.
"Hey look, the medic is here."
A few girls called out seeing the two medics rush towards the entrance of the court while holding a box in their hands each.
Since it was unknown what had happened to the student, they had no other choice but to carry all the first aid medication to along with them.
The two medics were doctor interns and had been working in the school for about a year and by the end of this academic year, their internship would also be over.
"Coach this same happened to Yu Feng while we were at the gate."
Fu Yao had just said when he heard a voice which caught the attention of all of them present in the court.
"Give way."
The players who were crowding around Yu Feng parted giving way to the medics.
"What happened to him?"
Seeing the froth developing a the corner of Yu Feng's lips while his whole complexion had turned pale, one of them asked while the other started to record the pulse and checked the eyes.
"He just stopped moving that was all we know."
One of the players said, utterly confused.
"No, he knows something about this."
The coach glanced at Fu Yao and uttered.
What happened to Yu Feng was under his watch, so he would be deemed responsible and he definitely didn't want anything to come upon himself since that would mean the end of his career for him.
So right now, he could only think of a way in which he would be able to get Yu Feng better as quickly as possible.
"It's...it's like this..."
Fu Yao stammered as he then continued recalling what had happened by the gate of course, not about why they went and asked Ye Qian who he was to Yuan Meng.
Fu Yao started by how Yu Feng had suddenly stopped moving and how Ye Qian had hit him with his palm and only then did his condition turn better after pouring some water on his head.
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