Either Flee or Face It. Only then did Zhang Yu "reluctantly" forgive Schwartz, but he immediately demanded that everyone keep the matter confidential before the media and not reveal the specifics of Antetokounmpo's injury. After thirty minutes of persuasion, Zhang Yu's throat had gone dry before he finally convinced Antetokounmpo to give up the idea of playing through the injury, focus on recovering, and continue his upper-body and core-strength training to remain in the best possible condition. "Either flee or face it..." After returning home, he called Antetokounmpo, sternly rebuked him for disregarding his career, then comforted him properly before making a final promise: "I understand. I hope you'll do everything possible to help Giannis recover as quickly as possible, as long as it does not endanger his health. The sooner, the better!" The news struck Zhang Yu like a bolt from the blue, throwing all his plans into disarray. He quickly walked out of Chase Center and got into the Porsche Mark Baum had given him, but instead of driving away immediately, he called Schwartz. After more than ten seconds—or perhaps what felt like an entire century—Zhang Yu's gaze hardened once again. Coach Z, the man who always planned ahead and never admitted defeat, had returned. Schwartz knew perfectly well how hard the news had hit Zhang Yu and remained silent. All that came through the phone were his faint breaths, the laughter of his wife and her best friend chatting on the phone, and a classic line from the TV show Breaking Bad: In this era of superstars joining forces, stars were everything. Antetokounmpo's absence for the first four games would push the Warriors into a true dead end. So Zhang Yu could only dump the blame on poor Schwartz, "angrily" declaring that Schwartz's examination results had been
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