Using Temporary Knowledge

Liu Xiaoyang failed to catch the ball. Instead, he fell forward and his face hit the ground.

Bang!

The audience stood up at the sound. It was painful to watch. Liu's team members ran over to him and supported him with their hands.

The referee blew his whistle, "No. 6, personal foul!" "

Despite the dirt on his face, Liu Xiaoyang looked good.

Before anyone could relax though, two streams of blood flowed down from his nostrils.

"Did I catch a cold? I have a runny nose," Liu told Qin Guan dizzily.

Qin Guan was both angry and amused. "Have a rest. Wang Lei will take your place," he told Liu. "You have a nosebleed. You should go to the dispensary."

Liu Xiaoyang frowned as he was supported off the court. A cold flash lightened Wang Lei's eyes. He took off his glasses, swung his arms around several times, and got on the basketball court.