After Paris Saint-Germain was removed from the list, I led England to victory!

After a hard-fought away game against Leicester City, Arsenal's first-team players arrived at the training ground to begin another day of training.

As is customary.

The day after the match is a recovery training day, which will not be too intense and will focus on helping players relieve fatigue and promote physical recovery.

The atmosphere in the locker room was relaxed, but also filled with the fatigue of a major battle.

Aubameyang rubbed his muscular thighs while grimacing and complaining to Lacazette beside him.

"Jamie, he still runs like a rabbit! He almost gave me leg cramps last night."

Lacazette smiled and nodded, stretching his ankles as well; clearly, the intense match had taken its toll on him.

Rodri was sitting in his seat, having his back muscles relaxed with a massage gun by the team doctor's assistant.

He frowned slightly and closed his eyes, clearly indicating that the fatigue in his core area had not completely dissipated after the high-intensity competition.

As the team's defensive midfield pivot, he undertook a large number of interception, dueling, and playmaking tasks in that match.

Saka walked in yawning, his young face showing signs of fatigue.

He came on as a substitute in the last game, and although he only played for half the game, the intensity of the Premier League's physicality and pressing takes a huge toll on young players.

"I still feel sleepy..." he muttered, plopping down in a chair.

Ashraf, on the other hand, appeared to be in relatively better spirits.

He was discussing the details of the last match with his full-back partner Cancelo, but he would occasionally twist his neck and loosen his shoulders, clearly still feeling the muscle tension from the high-speed sprints.

"Hey Yan! How's it going?" Ashraf greeted Yan Yuan with a smile as he entered. "Vardy's positioning was so cunning yesterday, it was impossible to defend against."

Yan Yuan put down his backpack, a relaxed smile on his face: "Yeah, Vardy gets more and more cunning with age, but luckily we won."

As he changed into his training clothes, he casually responded to his teammates' chatter.

"Rodri, is your back alright? You were hit pretty hard by Endidi yesterday," Yan Yuan asked Rodri.

Rodri opened his eyes, shook his head with a wry smile: "It's alright, just a little sore. That thing is really hard."

"Bukayo, cheer up!" Yan Yuan patted Saka on the shoulder. "Don't get distracted during training later."

Saka rubbed his eyes and tried to straighten his back.

"Understood, Brother Yan!"

……

The players proceeded to the medical center one by one for routine post-match medical examinations, following the established procedure.

The physical examination includes basic vital sign measurements (blood pressure, heart rate), muscle condition assessment (muscle tone, sore spots), joint range of motion examination, and fatigue questionnaire.

Arsenal's medical team will use this data to develop a personalized recovery training plan for each player.

Aubameyang lay on the massage bed, where team doctor Brunt was professionally massaging his quadriceps and hamstrings.

"It's a bit tight here, the intensity of the match is too high," Dr. Brent said.

Aubameyang nodded.

"Hmm, it feels a bit more sour than usual."

During the examination, the team doctor found several obvious trigger points on Rodri's lower back, and Rodri couldn't help but gasp when the doctor pressed on them.

"Muscle fatigue builds up, so we need to focus on relaxation and stretching," the team doctor noted.

Saka's medical report showed that his baseline heart rate was slightly higher than usual and his sleep quality score was low, indicating that the young player had not yet fully recovered his physical condition after high-intensity matches...

It was Yan Yuan's turn.

As usual, he cooperated with the team doctor to conduct various examinations.

Blood pressure measurement: Normal.

Heart rate: Resting heart rate is even slightly lower than usual.

[Muscle condition assessment: The team doctor's fingers pressed on his thighs, calves, core muscles...]

Yan Yuan's expression was calm, without any discomfort or tension.

[Joint mobility: Ankle, knee, hip joints... move freely without any stiffness.]

Emily, the team doctor's assistant in charge of recording, frowned slightly as she looked at the tablet in her hand.

She looked up at Yan Yuan, then looked down to check the data, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

She walked over to Dr. Brent, the attending physician, and whispered a few words to him.

Dr. Brent came over and examined Yan Yuan himself. He pressed on Yan Yuan's quadriceps, hamstrings, and gastrocnemius muscles...

The muscles are full and elastic, without any of the stiffness or slight swelling commonly seen after high-intensity competitions.

He then had Yan Yuan perform several squats and jumps, the movements were fluid and the force was natural.

"Yan, how are you feeling? Is there any particular soreness or discomfort anywhere?" Dr. Brent asked.

Yan Yuan stretched his body and answered easily.

"I feel fine, Dr. Brent. There's nothing particularly uncomfortable, except... I seem to be getting hungry faster than usual, and I'm sleeping much more soundly."

He smiled, with a touch of youthful mischief.

"It's probably because the game was too tiring."

Dr. Brent and Emily exchanged a glance, both seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.

Dr. Brent pondered for a moment, then said to Yan Yuan.

"Okay, Yan, go to the training ground and wait a moment. We may need to check the data again."

After Yan Yuan left, the medical center was in an uproar.

"This is impossible!" Dr. Brent pointed to Yan Yuan's medical report on the tablet, his voice tinged with excitement.

"Look! All of Yan's indicators! Muscle tone is at the lower limit of the normal range, lactate clearance rate shows that muscle tissue has fully recovered, joint range of motion is not restricted in any way, and fatigue test results show 'no fatigue'! This... this is data from his best pre-competition condition!"

Emily was also shocked.

"Yes! He just played a full 90 minutes of high-intensity Premier League two days ago! The opponent was a tough team like Leicester City, with Vardy, Ndidi, Maguire... none of them are easy to deal with."

Yan sprinted, fought, and changed direction a lot on the field!

According to Yan's previous data, the peak period of fatigue accumulation is 24-48 hours after a match, when muscle tone increases, lactic acid clearance takes time, and joints experience normal fatigue... But now...

Another team doctor also came over to look at the data, marveling at it.

"This recovery speed...it defies the common sense of physiology! Even top-level physical management masters like Ronaldo and Messi, at Yan's age, couldn't recover to this extent in just two days after playing matches of this intensity!"

"Only two days have passed! And he even had a long flight in between! How could his body have recovered to this extent? This... this is practically the data from his best pre-match condition!" Another team doctor's voice was filled with shock and disbelief.

Brent has been in the industry for over twenty years and has seen countless exceptionally talented players.

But I have never seen such an "unconventional" recovery speed.

This can't be described as just "fast," it's practically a "reset"!

"Mr. Brent, could it be..." Team doctor Jack hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice, "...that they used something special?"

Jack didn't dare say the word "doping" out loud, but the meaning was clear.

Brent's face darkened, and he immediately shook his head.

"Impossible! Our club, and the Premier League, have the strictest drug testing procedures in the world. Yan Yuan, as a core player, is one of the key monitoring targets."

I personally reviewed his post-match urine and blood test reports, and there were no prohibited substances present.

Moreover, no known drug in the world can currently achieve this kind of recovery effect.

Brent frowned, utterly perplexed.

"It's more like... his bodily functions have undergone some kind of leap that we can't understand? Or rather, his recovery potential has been fully activated?"

He immediately picked up the internal phone on the table: "Connect me to Mr. Wenger's office."

A few minutes later, Professor Wenger appeared at the entrance of the medical center.

He wore his signature grey trench coat, his silver hair was neatly combed, and he had a questioning look on his face.

Brent immediately went to him, handed him the tablet, and said in a serious tone:

"Mr. Wenger, you must take a look at this. This is Yan Yuan's medical examination report."

Wenger took the tablet and scanned the data on the screen with sharp eyes.

A rare hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, which were usually so discerning and insightful.

He looked at it several times, tapping on a few key data points: "Brent, are you sure the data is correct? Is the equipment working properly?"

"Mr. Wenger, my team and I have repeatedly confirmed that the data is accurate and reliable," Brent replied confidently. "We were also shocked; this completely exceeds our understanding of the limits of physiological recovery."

Wenger remained silent for a moment, his deep gaze fixed on the direction of the examination room.

He pondered, his mind flashing back to Yan Yuan's tireless running on the field, his astonishing stability in confrontations, and his seemingly less fatigued state after the recent matches...

Could it be that all of this was foreshadowed?

"Call Yan to my office," Wenger said in a deep, calm voice.

Wenger's office.

Yan Yuan knocked and entered, a hint of doubt on his face:

"Coach, you wanted to see me?"

Wenger gestured for him to sit down and turned the tablet towards him, displaying the shocking medical report on the screen.

"Yan, look at this. The medical team just gave you your physical examination results." Wenger's gaze was fixed on Yan Yuan's face, trying to catch any subtle changes in his expression.

Yan Yuan looked down at the screen, and when he saw the ridiculously low lactic acid levels, various normal values, and the assessment of "optimal condition," he understood.

The "100% increase in body recovery speed" effect of the "Steel Body on the Green Field" skill has taken effect.

But Yan Yuan's face showed just the right amount of surprise and a hint of confusion: "This... Professor, is there a problem with this data? I think it's fine."

"Feeling good?" Wenger leaned forward slightly, his tone gentle but inquisitive.

"Yan, you just played a high-intensity Premier League match two days ago, playing the full 90 minutes. Normally, your body should be in a deep recovery phase right now, and muscle soreness and fatigue are normal. But this report shows that your physical condition is even better than many players during their pre-match warm-up. This... is very unusual."

Yan Yuan blinked, trying to appear thoughtful:

"Uh... Professor, now that you mention it... it does seem a bit different."

He scratched his head, revealing a slightly boyish and somewhat naive smile.

"Well... I feel like I've been sleeping really well these past two days, and my appetite has been really good. I've eaten almost twice as much as I usually do. The chefs at the training base restaurant even asked me if I was starving."

Then... I woke up feeling incredibly energetic, as if I hadn't played a match at all. I thought it was because I'm young and recover quickly.

Yan Yuan explained the reason in a lighthearted and humorous way.

Wenger listened to his description and carefully observed his expression.

Yan Yuan's expression was natural, his eyes were clear, and there was not a trace of evasion or guilt.

His description of "being able to eat and sleep well" does indeed fit the characteristics of the body needing to replenish and repair itself after high-intensity exercise.

But... the effect is just too exaggerated.

"Could it be that Yan Yuan has undergone a second growth spurt?" Wenger thought to himself.

Athletes in the 18-20 age range may indeed experience a period of explosive growth in their physical functions, and their potential is further explored.

Yan Yuan is exceptionally gifted; perhaps his body is currently in an extraordinary phase of rapid growth and recovery?

"Strict," Wenger hesitated for a moment, ultimately choosing a relatively conservative approach.

"Your physical gifts are truly amazing. This rate of recovery is something I've never seen before in my coaching career. It's possible that your body is going through a very special developmental stage."

He paused, his tone becoming serious and concerned.

"However, this extraordinary recovery may also mean that your body is operating at a high speed in a way that we do not yet fully understand."

For the sake of my health, I need you to promise me a few things.

"Coach, please say so." Yan Yuan also put away his smile and nodded seriously.

"First, strictly follow the training and recovery plan developed by the medical team, and do not add extra training or increase the intensity on your own just because you feel good."

Second, any slight discomfort, whether in muscles, joints, or internal organs, even if it's just mild, must be reported to Brent or me immediately! Do not hide anything!

Third, continue to maintain a healthy diet and get enough sleep; this is the foundation of everything.

Wenger's gaze carried the concern of an elder and the responsibility of a coach.

"Kid, you have a long career ahead of you. Protecting your body is more important than winning any game. Understand?"

Yan Yuan sensed the sincerity and concern in Wenger's words.

He nodded solemnly.

"Coach, I understand! Don't worry, I will strictly follow the medical team's arrangements and report any discomfort immediately! Health is the foundation of everything, I understand that!"

Seeing Yan Yuan's serious expression, Wenger's tense nerves relaxed a little.

He patted Yan Yuan on the shoulder.

"Good boy, although you're recovering very well, today's recovery training will proceed as planned. Remember what I said, go on."

"Yes, Coach!" Yan Yuan stood up, bowed slightly to Wenger, and then turned and left the office.

After the door closed, Wenger picked up the medical report again, his brow still slightly furrowed.

He walked to the window and looked at the players who had already started jogging and stretching on the training field.

Yan Yuan's figure appeared exceptionally agile and relaxed among them.

"Secondary development..." Wenger repeated the word softly, his eyes filled with a look of satisfaction.