"Kevin."
After the match, the entire AC Milan team went to the hospital to visit Huang Kaiwen.
"You guys are here."
Huang Kaiwen greeted them with a smile.
Van Persie pulled his son Shaqiri, giving him a couple of pats on the back.
Shaqiri ran up to Huang Kaiwen with flowers and said, "Uncle Kevin, when I heard you got injured, my dad told me to say I was worried about you. Actually, I'm really worried too."
The atmosphere in the somewhat somber hospital room immediately burst into laughter.
"Little flatterer."
Buffon whispered with a hint of sarcasm.
If not for his son being there, Van Persie would have wanted to leave on the spot.
Does this kid know how to talk at all?
Huang Kaiwen ruffled Shaqiri's head and said, "Being honest is a good thing. Once you become a professional player, everything you do gets magnified. Lying will hinder your progress."
"I understand, Uncle Kevin."
Shaqiri nodded firmly.
"I'm fine; the test results aren't out yet. How did the match go?"
