Anjing Zhen had no idea that the Horse Girls on the track had just finished an intense race and were already discussing the next one.
And the next race was no ordinary competition—it was a bona fide G1 event like the Japan Cup.
At that moment, tense and cautious, he was working with Symboli Rudolf and the others to contact the track staff as quickly as possible and prepare for the prearranged post-race physical examinations.
The intensity of that race had been obvious. Just as expected before the race, it had far surpassed nearly every Practice Race and reached the standard of a highly prestigious Major Race.
Take Kitasan Black, for example. From the moment the Start Gate opened, she had given it everything she had, battling world-class opponents to the death throughout the entire race.
And in the final stages, with her stamina nearly at its limit, she had unleashed astonishing potential and crossed the Finish Line first by the narrowest of margins.
The same was true of the other racers. You could say they took competition extremely seriously, or that once they stepped onto the track, they forgot themselves and gave everything they had.
In short, a race of such intensity would undoubtedly place an enormous burden on the participants' bodies.
If handled improperly, it could easily lead to injuries and other risks. That made the examinations afterward, as well as the follow-up rest and recovery, critically important. There could be no room for error.
"Make sure the examinations are thorough and detailed. Don't overlook any possible hidden issues. Of course, I'll be following the entire process."
Jogging toward the hotel's medical center, Anjing Zhen held his phone and repeatedly reminded the staff on the other end:
"The contingency plans were prepared beforehand, but if anything seems unsuitable,