[Net King] The girl who clashes with the sun

The next day, just as he said in the ward last night, Yukimura's father went to the hospital to ask Dr. Kurahara about his son's condition.

And sure enough, this doctor Kurahara and the chief surgeon invited by Yagyu's family during the operation were indeed different. It can be said to be the opposite.

"So you mean, even after my son recovers, it's impossible for him to pick up a tennis racket? Even if it's one percent?"

"Uh—that's not the case. My personal suggestion is to minimize participation in this kind of...competitive sports. But one percent...this...can't be so conclusive."

I'm full of uncertainty about my diagnosis, obviously I'm a doctor, isn't I?

This made Yukimura's father frowned, and said, "Where is the surgeon who performed the surgery yesterday?"

When Kurahara heard this question, his face turned pale and he wrote, "I was invited for an operation. After the operation, I will naturally go back to my own hospital. Mr. Yukimura, I have other things on hand. If you have nothing else to ask , let me go first?"

"I'm sorry for your inconvenience, Dr. Kurahara. I'll come back to you if I have any questions later."

Although this sentence is gentle, it has another meaning when it comes to Kuruhara, who has a ghost in his heart, and always feels that he has gotten into some trouble.

Nodding casually, he walked away with a less unnatural expression.

Just now, he dared to stick to his point of view because the doctor invited by Liu Sheng's family had already returned to his hospital.In fact, after yesterday's argument, he thought about it carefully after returning home, and felt that what he said was indeed not unreasonable.

But anyway, he is also an attending doctor with more than ten years of work experience, so how can he really admit that his point of view is wrong?

Yukimura's father looked at the back of the doctor named Kurahara who seemed to be running away in a panic, and frowned even deeper.

Is such a doctor really credible?

""

Since Kurahara's own behavior really made people unable to believe his diagnosis, Yukimura's father had to make an appointment with the doctor from Yagyu's family in the afternoon to find out his thoughts.

During the conversation, Yukimura's father, who had a general understanding of him, could not help but secretly scold Kuruhara for harming medical ethics even though he had been gentle and refined all his life.

"Are you... alright?"

Gently put the coffee cup in his hand back into the porcelain plate, Yukimura's father suppressed the anger in his heart, and signaled the Yagyu's doctor to continue talking.

"It's like this. A girl heard my conversation with Cang Yuan in advance yesterday. Seeing that her relationship with the patient is not normal, I thought she had already revealed this to you, so your lady asked me I didn’t mention it when I was in the situation.”

"After all—you know, it's about a doctor's career, and I'm not very willing to talk about it in private."

The doctor who was invited was a doctor who specialized in this disease at the private hospital owned by Yagyu's family.

It was precisely because Yagyu Hiroshi knew this very well that he was specially invited in the name of Yagyu's family to perform the surgery in this other hospital, but he did not expect that the original surgeon in this hospital would have a grudge in his heart.

If it's just a grudge, as a doctor, he doesn't care if the doctors in other hospitals care about him, after all, he doesn't work in that hospital.

But Cangyuan stubbornly refuses to listen to other people's opinions just because of this grudge, even disregarding the future of a patient...then there is nothing he can do.

"That's all I can learn from me. If you still need help in the future, you can come to this hospital to find me." Dr. Yagyu pushed the business card from the table to Yukimura's father with one hand, and then said simply Don't just leave the cafe with your briefcase.

Even if this matter has been clarified so far, it is just an oolong that has been frightening for a long time.

After learning the truth, Yukimura was unable to pursue what was wrong with Dr. Kurahara, so he devoted himself to 100% rehabilitation training the next day.

In his eyes, his only goal now is to restore his body to its previous quality.

After all, there is still less than a month until the finals of the national competition. He must return to the arena in the best condition, for himself, for Li Haida, and for the one who tried his best to pull himself out of the quagmire, saying he would Ishida Liangjing who has been with him all the time.

And he knew that even if he didn't pursue it, it didn't mean that the Yukimura family didn't pursue it.

Although not as powerful as the Atobe consortium, they still have the ability to invite a doctor out of the hospital just to say that it is just a doctor named Kurahara.

""

When the Liangjing girl came to the hospital to visit Yukimura, he had insisted on rehabilitation for three full days.

Before knowing the exact location of Yukimura, she had been to the ward, the rooftop, and the garden of the hospital. She thought about meeting him who was painting or reading, and also thought about him being funny with the children, but only I never thought that he would be sweating profusely in an empty rehabilitation room alone.

A passing nurse saw Liang Jing just standing there motionless outside the recovery room door, and thought she was one of the most fascinated women passing by.

Thinking of going forward and kindly saying something to persuade her to leave, after all, the boy inside is not even willing to get close to the nurse.

But he never thought that before she approached to remind her, the girl would open the door and walk into the rehabilitation room in the next second.

……

just went in?

The Liangjing girl had a premonition that Yukimura should be the same as when he was just sick, and still didn't really want others to see him in such a mess. After all, he needs the parallel bars on both sides to support him even to walk normally.

But after seeing him almost falling down twice in a row, the Liangjing girl couldn't help but walked in even though she knew that there was a cushion on the ground to protect her.

Hearing the movement, Yukimura looked towards the door.

Seeing that it was the girl from Liangjing, the frown that had just been frowned calmed down in a second.

"Xiaojing, you are here."

"Um"

Picking up the sweat towel hanging on the parallel bars, the girl from Liangjing wiped the sweat from his temples to his neck for him.As for the forehead, since there is a sweatband, there is nothing to wipe.

"Why don't you let someone protect you?"

"I can do it by myself, so don't waste other people's time." Yukimura smiled, and the brows regained the brilliance of self-confidence before. "And the daily recovery time is too long, and the nurses will not be able to bear it."

The Liangjing girl paused, and withdrew the hand that wiped his sweat, "Too long, too? How long do you recover every day?"

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

There is a ghost, Liang Jing thought.

"I remember that you didn't sweat easily before, and now you seem to have taken a bath. What time did you wake up for rehabilitation?"

Very rarely, Liang Jing was not very accommodating to her boyfriend.Yukimura had no choice but to tell the truth.

As a result, Yukimura received a lesson from his girlfriend after his own mother.

Surprisingly but not surprisingly, these two women, who are 20 years apart in age, said exactly the same words, almost all of them used "things must be reversed", which probably meant that they were considerate but did not accept that they destroyed their bodies like this.

But to be honest, Yukimura himself didn't feel very tired.

When he was in good health, the volume and time of his own training in one day were even greater than these two days.

The reason why I sweat so much during my recovery in the past two days is because I haven't exercised for a long time and my body is too weak.

But after explaining to his mother before and receiving more training, Yukimura decided that he should retreat to advance,

I plan to rest for a while in the afternoon before continuing my rehabilitation.

"Since Xiaojing came home last time, uncle and aunt didn't talk about you anymore, right?"

Liang Jing shook his head, "It's very late to go back, I went to bed after washing up."

After opening the lid of the bento, the Liangjing girl curled her lips, "If I had known that your rehabilitation is so intensive, I would not have brought the porridge here."

Originally, it was only a few days after the operation, and during the recovery period after the operation, I should not eat too stimulating and greasy food, so I brought a very light millet porridge, but I never thought that someone who exercised so much would make Liangjing girl feel uncomfortable. Some worried that this side dish and this bowl of porridge would not be enough for him.

"It's okay, I can't eat too much just after the exercise." After finishing speaking, Yukimura took it and took a sip of the hot porridge in the bowl.

"……Sweet?"

The Liangjing girl nodded, "I'm afraid you don't like porridge."

"It's Xiaojing who doesn't like porridge, right?"

Seeing that her movements stiffened for a moment, Yukimura thought, she looks more and more like Yuko.

Because Yuko doesn't like porridge very much, whenever she is sick and has to drink porridge, her mother will add a spoonful of sugar to the bowl to coax her.

The porridge made by Liangjing is the same as his mother's, very sticky, not the kind of thin clear water porridge.

Swallowing it mouthful, in the air-conditioned room in July, Yukimura felt his stomach warmed a lot.

"It's delicious." Yukimura said.

When he said this, Liang Jing was holding his own bowl of porridge and sipping.

The baby fat on her face has not completely faded, she is fleshy, but overall it is still only a little bigger than a palm.

When holding the bowl, as long as the width is slightly larger, a face may be covered in this way.

Therefore, when Yukimura saw her drinking porridge with a bowl in both hands, every time half of her face disappeared, she wanted to laugh for no reason.

So, when the Liangjing girl put down the bowl and said to him, "Then you eat more, there is thick egg roast in the next compartment." After all, he still couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You laugh..." In the middle of speaking, Yukimura suddenly leaned closer, so frightened that Ryoi reflexively thought that he was going to "trick" himself again, and hurriedly leaned back a little.

There was a burst of heat on the face, "What are you doing?"

However, Yukimura did not answer this, but in the next second, the corner of Ryoi's mouth was attacked by Yukimura's fingertips.

"Huh?" The girl from Liangjing tilted her head and uttered a tone of doubt.

"Does Xiaojing care so much about his image when he eats in front of me? He can make a mustache out of porridge. Now, look."

A grain of rice was attached to his fingertips.

Liang Jing's face became even hotter, "...throw it away."

As he spoke, he moved the trash can on the side to this side with his toes.

"It's not good to waste food. Didn't the teacher teach Xiaojing when he was a child? Treat food with reverence."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yukimura licked his fingertips a little, raised his eyebrows while swallowing the grain of rice, "Well, this porridge is really sweet."

……

Don't ask what Liang Jing's expression is now, she is not far from brain congestion.

After a while, Liang Jing quickly put down the porridge bowl, took a face towel from the side and wiped the corners of his mouth indiscriminately.

When she picked up the porridge bowl again, she fed every next bite into her mouth with the spoon she brought, and never drank from the bowl again. It can be said that she ate her lunch very carefully. For fear of being caught by Yukimura again as a "handle".