"I'm back!" Mo Shu pulled his neck and shouted.

Yes, Mo Shu is back, back to the base camp of the convoy of gods he has been holding care about day and night in Monte Carlo.

In a few days, the second leg of the ERC, the Monte Carlo Grand Prix, will kick off in the suburbs not far from the base camp.

Speaking of Monte Carlo, it is impossible to mention the country to which the city belongs, the Principality of Monaco.

It is a tiny country located in the south of France and one of the few "countries within a country" in the world.

Despite its small size, Monaco has a very affluent standard of living, and its unique European palace architecture and Monte Carlo's extravagant and ancient casino are important reasons why the country attracts tourists from all over the world.

Another important attraction is motorsport, Monte Carlo not only hosts the grand ERC championship every year, but is also home to the ERC-renowned Super Formula Grand Prix.

The city's inextricable connection with racing has made it home to some of the world's best drivers, so when people walk down the street, it's impossible to tell which passerby with sunglasses is the top big name you usually see on TV.

"I'm back!" Mo Shu shouted again, why didn't anyone come out to greet him?

Didn't Wang Yu particularly hope that he would return soon?

I haven't seen him for so many days, hasn't Wang Yining missed it?

"Huh? Mo Shu? Geng Hua ran out of the base camp with an anxious face, and there was not much joy on Mo Shu's face when he saw the sudden appearance.

"What's wrong? Where have all the people gone? Such a deserted team atmosphere made Mo Shu unaccustomed to it.

"Wang Yu was in a hurry and fell ill, I listened to the team doctor's instructions to go out and buy some medicines, otherwise I wouldn't know that you were back." Geng Hua's expression was obviously very worried.

"Huh? Sick? Then you go buy medicine, and I'll go in and have a look. Mo Shu pulled his legs and rushed towards the base camp.

In the infirmary of the convoy, everyone except Geng Hua gathered, Wang Qing was leaning on the side of the bed holding her brother's hand, and Wang Yining was holding her arms with a helpless expression.

Mo Shu couldn't stop gasping after running all the way, Wang Yining made a low gesture to him, and walked over lightly.

"What's wrong with Lao Wang?" Mo Shu asked softly.

"The team doctor said it was overtired, and there was nothing too much of a problem."

"It's okay, he's asleep?"

"Well, I just calmed down, but I scared us to death just now, and it's the first time I've seen a real person have a convulsion!"

"Twitches? Sheep epilepsy? ”

"yes..."

"I haven't heard that Lao Wang has this problem before?"

"I haven't heard of it either."

Mo Shu's breathing finally evened out, he gave Wang Yining a look, and slowly approached the hospital bed.

I saw Wang Yu lying flat on the hospital bed, although his eyes were closed and his brows were locked, his breathing seemed to be very even and steady, and he seemed to be sleeping deeply.

Wang Qing heard footsteps coming, turned his head to look, but really startled Mo Shu.

Hell!

A pair of walnut-like red and swollen eyes almost covered Wang Qing's originally small slap face, and the tear-stained eyeliner still left two black tear stains on her face.

"Brother Mo Shu..."Wang Qing muttered quietly, her voice extremely helpless.

"Hey... I'll accompany your brother, you go and wash your face. Mo Shu couldn't bear to look at her a second time.

"Ah, is it makeup?" When Wang Qing heard this, she quickly wiped her face twice, and threw her inquiring eyes to Wang Yining, who was standing on the other side.

"Hmm..." Wang Yining pursed her lips and nodded vigorously, almost not laughing.

"Wow! Shame on the dead! Wang Qing almost screamed, but fortunately, Mo Shu covered her mouth in time.

Watching Wang Qing run out of the infirmary all the way out of the infirmary, Mo Shu and Wang Yining shook their heads and laughed in unison.

"Mo... Tree... You're back. Wang Yu was probably woken up by his sister's noise, and weakly called Mo Shu's name.

"Yo, Lao Wang, are you awake? Don't talk too much, just sleep a little longer. Mo Shu heard Wang Yu's voice and hurriedly took his hand that was hanging in the air trembling slightly.

"New car, no play, time can't be rushed." Wang Yu was still thinking about the game when he was so weak.

"Lao Wang, I told you a long time ago, I can handle it." Mo Shu comforted.

"Don't lie to me, you've been on the road for the past few days, how can you have time to arrange this." Thinking that he was about to lose his qualification, Wang Yu's tears were about to flow out.

"Lao Wang, when did I lie to you, believe me, you have a good night's rest, and you will recover tomorrow, I will take you to see the new car." At this time, Mo Shu no longer dared to hang Wang Yu's appetite.

"Really? Lie to me you're... Ahem. Wang Yu coughed in a hurry.

"Don't worry, Lao Wang, I promise you, when you get up tomorrow, you will definitely see our new race vehicle!" Mo Shu swore and promised Wang Yu.

"Hmm... Believe it, in this case, I will sleep for a while, and I will leave it to you for the next two days. Wang Yu exhaled lightly, it seemed that Mo Shu's return had indeed reassured him.

When his friend was sick like this, Mo Shu's nose couldn't help but feel a little sour.

He got up and helped Wang Yu tuck the corners of the quilt, and looked at Wang Yu carefully, and found that a few strands of white silk were mixed between Wang Yu's originally thick black hair.

"Hey..."

Mo Shu couldn't help but sigh, it seems that managing a fleet of vehicles is really not a worry-free matter.

Just as Mo Shu was feeling melancholy, Wang Yining took a cup of hot coffee.

Mo Shu asked with some distress: "You guys are also in a hurry these days, aren't you?" ”

Wang Yining was very strong, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's good for you to come back, but the new car of our team is really ready?" ”

Mo Shu nodded seriously, looking at ease when I do something.

But in fact, everyone saw that Mo Shu came back alone, and he brought back some new racing cars.

But tomorrow, if the new car still can't be in place, not only will the ERC official car inspection process be missed, but the connected road survey will also be delayed.

It is not enough for Mo Shu to believe in Tang Xian, he is sure that his father's friend will definitely not drop the chain at a critical moment.

Temporarily changing the rules and temporarily setting speed limit conditions, the Vermin family's means of rectifying people are indeed quite superb.

However, the Vermin family must not have heard an old saying in Huaxia, "Feng Shui takes turns".

The current god convoy is no longer the rookie convoy that the hairy boys fought alone.

Fortunately, behind Mo Shu, it can be regarded as having the support of the family.

Not to mention that Wang Yu fell ill in this hurry, after the big men of the Wang family who were far away in China heard about it, would they also lend a helping hand to the god convoy.