Agnes Tachyon's teasing words only amused Anjing Zhen. Kitasan Black, meanwhile, blushed furiously for a moment before her eyes lit up as she fell into thought.
The examination that followed was not much different from the previous one—if anything, it was even simpler.
The medical records, X-rays, doctor's orders, and the like were all readily available. After looking them over, Agnes Tachyon quickly concluded, "There's nothing seriously wrong."
After telling Anjing Zhen to rest properly and Kitasan Black to take good care of him, she abruptly changed the subject.
"In a sense, Anjing, getting injured now might not necessarily be a bad thing."
They had become fairly familiar with one another, so she addressed Anjing Zhen more casually now.
Both Anjing Zhen and Kitasan Black were taken aback by her words.
The former quickly became thoughtful, while the latter puffed out her cheeks and slightly folded back her ears. Clearly displeased by Agnes Tachyon's words, she nevertheless kept quiet out of respect for her seniority.
Noticing Kitasan Black's feelings, Agnes Tachyon neither panicked nor took back her words. Instead, she said leisurely, "Don't look at me like that, Little Kita. I mean it sincerely."
As she spoke, her gaze grew a little more serious.
"You may not have realized it yet, though Anjing has probably already thought of it.
"He's only eighteen now... ah, no, he's nineteen already.
"Anyway, he's still under twenty and has only debuted for a little over a year, yet he already has seven wins. That record may not be unprecedented, but it's still extremely rare.
"More importantly, those seven wins include five graded races and three G1s. That can unquestionably be called one of a kind.
"Not to mention that one of those three G1s was the Arima Kinen. Do you know, Little Kita..."
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