Qiao Yuchu knew that this was to take her to see a rehabilitation doctor, so she nodded and said, "Okay, Coach Yan."
After the two entered the room, Xie Shi'an placed the gifts he was carrying on the table.
"What is Coach Yan taking you to do?"
Qiao Yuchu lay down on the bed.
"Ah, this feels so good. I haven't slept in a big bed in ages. What else can I do but go see a rehabilitation doctor?"
"Didn't you see it all in Jiangcheng? Or is it..." Xie Shi'an looked at her wrist with some concern.
Qiao Yuchu sat up, somewhat excited.
"I heard that this doctor is of Chinese descent, returned from studying in the United States, and often does rehabilitation training for some of the top athletes in the national team. He is very famous and hard to book. I was able to get an appointment with him thanks to Coach Yan's connections. Although my problem is minor, it's definitely worth a look."
"Really? That's really impressive. There are only two weeks left until the finals. Get well soon so we can win the championship together."
Hearing her say that, Xie Shi'an felt relieved.
What was said without malice may have been taken to heart by the listener.
As she turned away to tidy the bed, Qiao Yuchu looked down at her wrist and sighed silently.
***
After packing her things, Qiao Yuchu went downstairs to meet Yan Xinyuan. From a distance, she saw him sitting on the sofa in the lobby with another middle-aged man, chatting happily.
She quickly ran over.
"Coach Yan, I'm late."
Seeing her arrive, Yan Xinyuan stood up and introduced her, "It's alright, I didn't have to wait long. Let me introduce you. This is Wan Jing, the head coach of the Chinese women's singles badminton team. Coach Wan is also my junior fellow student."
Qiao Yuchu stepped forward, bowed, and shook hands with the person.
"Hello Coach Wan, I am Qiao Yuchu from the Binhai Provincial Team."
"Hello, hello, I watched your match, you played really well. Your Binhai Provincial Team's performance this year has really impressed us."
"Alright, alright, stop with the mutual flattery, let's get down to business!" Yan Xinyuan quickly stopped the two from exchanging pleasantries.
Wan Jing rolled his eyes at him.
"Hey, can't you even say a few words? Are you afraid I'll poach your people? It's been so long, and you still have such a short temper."
"I know you too well. You want to recruit all the best players in the world to your national team. It's never-ending. I asked you to arrange a meeting for me, did you do it?"
The two of them walked and bickered.
Qiao Yuchu chuckled and followed.
Wan Jing led them into his car, fastened their seatbelts, shifted gears, and set off, saying as he turned the steering wheel and looked at the road.
"As soon as I received your call, I immediately made an appointment with Dr. Jin. Luckily you arrived early, as he will be returning to the United States at the end of the year."
Wan Jing glanced at Qiao Yuchu in the rearview mirror and saw that she was staring at her wrist, so he comforted her.
"Don't be afraid. Just get a proper check-up and let Dr. Jin take a look. He can handle any kind of difficult orthopedic case, let alone a minor bone fracture."
Qiao Yuchu said softly, "I'm just afraid that if I don't make it to the finals, it will affect everyone's performance."
Yan Xinyuan turned around and glanced at her.
"There's no such thing as an impact. We're a team, and even if we lose, it's definitely not because of one person. Besides, we have plenty of time to make adjustments gradually. You can't rush things."
Today, Beijing was unusually free of traffic jams, and they arrived at the International Hospital quickly. Wan Jing parked the car and led them towards the orthopedic department.
Upon arriving at the information desk, I asked a nurse and learned that Dr. Jin was not currently in the outpatient clinic but was in the rehabilitation center instructing patients on rehabilitation training.
The group continued along the corridor, turned a corner, crossed a lawn, and arrived at the building with the four large characters "Rehabilitation Center" written on it.
Through the glass door, Qiao Yuchu peeked inside curiously. A black-haired doctor in a white coat was hunched over, helping a seven or eight-year-old child slowly walk around the room. The child had a prosthetic leg.
He would occasionally squat down to adjust the comfort level of his prosthesis.
Wan Jing walked over and gently knocked on the door.
"Dr. Jin, I'm sorry to bother you."
The person called Dr. Jin turned around, smiled warmly at them, handed the child to a nurse to take care of, whispered a few more instructions, and then came out to shake hands and exchange pleasantries with Wan Jing.
"Coach Wan, it's been a long time."
"Long time no see. This is my senior brother, Yan Xinyuan. And this is Qiao Yuchu, Miss Qiao, who is your patient today."
I had only heard that he was an American of Chinese descent, but I didn't expect him to speak such fluent Chinese. Before coming here, I heard that he was very experienced, and I thought he was an old professor over fifty years old. I didn't expect him to look so young and handsome.
Qiao Yuchu couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.
The other person warmly extended their hand to her and smiled heartily.
"Hello, Ms. Qiao, this is Jin Shunqi. It's a pleasure to meet you. You can also call me Jin. Let's go to the examination room over there. Let me take a look at your hand. Did you bring the imaging data from your last treatment?"
"Ah, Dr. Jin, hello. I brought it. Please wait a moment."
A series of questions caught her off guard. When he asked for video footage, she hurriedly rummaged through her backpack, but with only one hand, she couldn't zip it up, and the footage spilled all over the floor.
She bent down to pick them up, but a hand had already picked them up for her. Jin Shunqi stepped forward and zipped up her backpack for her.
Qiao Yuchu was slightly taken aback. She looked up at him and was surprised to find that his pupils were actually amber, just like the warm and gentle weather today.
This was the feeling Jin Shunqi gave her upon their first meeting.
Chapter 47 National Competition (11)
Kim Soon-ki led the person to his consultation room.
"Please sit down."
Qiao Yuchu sat down opposite the desk.
"Let me see your hands."
She obediently extended her right hand.
Jin Shunqi said as he carefully removed the bandages.
"I'm going to take it apart, it might hurt a little."
For some reason, Qiao Yuchu felt that he was speaking in a tone that sounded like he was coaxing a child, and she couldn't help but chuckle.
"Is Dr. Kim always this gentle with her patients?"
Kim Soon-ki wore a mask and didn't look up, but there was a smile in her eyes the whole time.
"No, it's just that we treat ladies and children differently."
"Dr. Jin, please be bold. I'm not afraid of pain."
Upon hearing this, Jin Shunqi looked up at her, holding a small orthopedic hammer in his right hand.
"Then I'll knock off the plaster cast first."
Qiao Yuchu nodded.
"good."
Even though he tried to be as gentle as possible, Qiao Yuchu still bit her lower lip silently, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Jin Shunqi kept observing her expression and quickened his pace. When the cast was completely removed, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
Even though the process of removing the cast made her gasp in pain, Qiao Yuchu didn't want the atmosphere to be too serious, nor did she want Yan Xinyuan, who was standing to the side, to worry. So she joked, "Why am I the one in pain? Dr. Jin looks like he's in a lot of pain too."
Jin Shunqi tore off a medical disinfectant wipe and cleaned the remaining plaster powder off her hands one by one, from her wrists to her palms, leaving no stone unturned.
"Although I haven't experienced it myself, I've handled quite a few cases over the years as a doctor, so I can understand the feelings of patients to some extent."
Qiao Yuchu had only asked casually, but she didn't expect him to answer so seriously. She was slightly taken aback and sighed inwardly.
This Dr. Jin is handsome, has a gentle temperament, and is full of humanistic care when treating patients.
Perhaps she herself didn't realize that there was a hint of admiration in her gaze as she looked at Kim Soon-sik.
"alright."
Having finally finished everything, Jin Shunqi picked up her film again and examined it carefully under the film reading light.
Qiao Yuchu withdrew her hand in a daze: "Huh, that's it?"
We haven't done the palpation yet, have we?
Jin Shunqi didn't even turn his head, as if he could read her mind.
"I felt your bones when I wiped off the plaster."
Qiao Yuchu blushed slightly and fell silent.
After a long while, Jin Shunqi finally took off his glasses.
"When was this movie released?"
Yan Xinyuan spoke first: "Two days ago."
"Let's do another one. The injury from two days ago will be slightly different from the one now."
He insisted on taking another X-ray.
This is Qiao Yuchu's third impression of him.
Rigorous and pragmatic.
When they arrived at the radiology department, Qiao Yuchu removed all metal objects from her body and went inside alone.
Jin Shunqi and Yan Xinyuan stood outside, watching the images gradually appear on the computer screen. Jin Shunqi frowned.
Yan Xinyuan looked at his expression and felt somewhat worried.
"How so?"
"If you want quick results, you can have a minimally invasive surgery to use bone fragments from other parts of the body to repair the cracked area. But this is just forcing the growth and is definitely not as good as the body's natural healing."
Qiao Yuchu finished filming and walked to the door, just in time to hear them talking.
How long does it take for it to heal naturally?