"Yitian, Yixing, and Shan are out of the game. Yixing is still bleeding so I will take him to get an X-ray just to be sure his nose is not broken. Yitian is a ball of nerves and Shan is a ball of anger." Qiao said as soon as he walked out of the room. Dylan was guarding the door, keeping everyone away.
"Fuck. I hoped I wouldn't need to do it." Dylan swore Qiao smiled at him and patted his back.
"Well, you can count on Shan, but he will be bad, not as usual. And I suggest you, or him, call his psychologist and have an emergency session. Yixing can play only if he feels like it. I can put tampons into his nose, but Yitian. Will need a bit more time. Chao though, is really good at calming him down." Dylan rubbed his face and let his head fall on Qiao's shoulders.
"I'm getting too exhausted. Help me here. I need them to play," he whispered, the doctor laughed and with one hand he patted Dylan's head.