Although Little Rivers wasn't as fragile as Zion and Thick Eyebrows,
his physique did tend to be somewhat fragile.
He could be described as borderline fragile.
In some seasons,
Little Rivers had even managed to play all 82 games.
But in other seasons,
Little Rivers had suffered repeated injuries.
And now, with his career nearing its end, Little Rivers had suffered an injury like this.
If it was serious,
he might even have to retire on the spot.
So everyone on the Lakers' faces grew extremely grave.
Little Rivers clutched his groin in pain.
He looked up and said to Wang Yi apologetically:
"Boss, I might not be able to play the rest of this game."
"I'm sorry."
Wang Yi's expression was stern,
but he immediately smiled and shook his head at Little Rivers.
He patted his shoulder and comforted him:
"What are you talking about?"
"Just focus on getting better first."
"Did you forget what we agreed on before?"
"We're going to win the championship together this season."
Little Rivers nodded.
"I won't break my promise, Boss!"
Then,
two players supported Little Rivers on either side.
Little Rivers carefully put his left foot on the floor.
His right foot didn't even touch the ground.
Then they slowly made their way into the Player Tunnel.
The big screen showed Little Rivers from behind.
His figure looked somewhat lonely.
This cast a shadow over the hearts of all the Lakers Fans in attendance.
Supported by his two teammates, Little Rivers made his way through the Player Tunnel to the locker room.
The team doctor hurriedly prepared an examination table, then carefully helped Little Rivers lie down on it.
Then he rolled up the leg of Little Rivers' shorts and examined the spot where he'd pulled a muscle.
The doctor gently pressed