Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

The doctor couldn't help but frowned in embarrassment.

He looked at Jingchu, and saw that the boy lowered his head like a little puppy, and seemed not to dare to contradict his coach.

Jingchu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked up at the doctor, "Doctor, do you have any way... to make my hand recover enough to play in the game."

Hearing this, the doctor lowered his head and looked at his report.

He took a deep breath and simply handed over the film and electromyography. "Sir, you can take a look at the patient's medical examination report. His current condition is that the flexor and extensor tendons are ruptured, and the median nerve is damaged."

But Coach Claire just glanced down.

He then slapped the examination report on the table, and the fat on his face trembled with anger, "I don't care about tendons or nerves, I want him to participate in the game next week!"

Jingchu is not only the top shooter C position in the team, but also the commander. Even if the shooter position can be replaced by a substitute player, the commander position cannot be replaced by anyone!

Since Jingchu joined the BF team...

He would play in all important games like this, and he never missed a game. The coach could only count on him.

"This..." The doctor seemed to have encountered some problems.

He thought for a moment before speaking, "If he must play next week, it's not completely impossible."

Hearing this, Jingchu's eyes suddenly lit up.

He looked up at the doctor in surprise, "What do you think? As long as he can play, I can accept it!"

No matter how he cooperates with the treatment, he will be obedient, as long as it doesn't deprive him of the path of being a professional player...

But the doctor's expression was very solemn, and he didn't seem to think this matter optimistically, "There is a drug that can temporarily make up for his condition. It's okay to keep his flexibility for a short time, but it can only last for a few hours at most, and..."

"Okay!" Coach Claire responded immediately.

He made the decision directly, "Let's do it this way. I just want him to play next week."

"Yeah." Jingchu also nodded in agreement.

But Shi Qinglan, who was standing next to him, had a slightly colder look in her eyes. She suddenly said, "I don't agree with this."

Gu Yan then raised his eyes to look at the woman beside him.

He frowned slightly, "Sister Lan, will there be any side effects if you use this medicine?"

Shi Qinglan is the best doctor in the Medical Research Institute.

If there is really a reliable way to allow Jingchu to recover from his injury as soon as possible and play in the game, she can't just stand by and keep silent...

"Yeah." Shi Qinglan responded with a slightly cold voice, "This kind of temporary medicine usually contains hormones, which have a relatively large side effect on the body and are not conducive to the recovery of little Jingchu in the future."

Jingchu's hand is not enough for this one use.

She is considering the long-term plan, how to make his hand completely recover, rather than just use it up after it is cured this time.

"Who are you?" Coach Claire was instantly dissatisfied.

He looked at Shi Qinglan with great displeasure, "The doctor said this method is okay, why are you interrupting?"

The aura around Bo Yucheng suddenly became cold.

He reached out and held Shi Qinglan's wrist, and led the girl to his side, "You'd better be more respectful to me."

"Tsk--" The coach sneered with amusement.

As the head coach of the BF team, which has won the world championship for three consecutive years, he has always been arrogant and has never kowtowed in front of anyone, let alone understand what respect is.

Besides, the people in front of him are obviously all yellow people...

Although Coach Claire leads the Chinese team, he is from Country A and was bought by the club. He has always been dissatisfied that the members of the world championship team he led are Chinese.

Therefore, he has a lot of opinions about the Chinese.

Shi Qinglan narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, "Since I am also a doctor, I don't agree to inject this medicine into Jingchu."

Coach Claire was instantly furious.

He glared at Shi Qinglan, "You? A doctor? I think you're just an adult... How dare Chinese people come here to cheat and practice medicine?"

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's aura suddenly turned cold.

He clenched his fists tightly, and when he was about to do something, Shi Qinglan reached out and hooked his fingers.

"This medicine will have a great side effect on Jingchu. Even if he can guarantee this competition, it will also affect his fingers in the future, and it is very likely that he will never be able to recover completely."

Hearing Shi Qinglan's words, Jingchu suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her, "Side... side effects are so great?"

Gu Yan also suddenly became alert.

Of course, he was more concerned about Jingchu's health and considered the long-term, rather than how this game would go.

Jingchu is still young and has a promising future.

Even if he missed the World Championship finals, there would be countless opportunities waiting for him in the future, but if his hand was disabled this time...

Shi Qinglan picked up the report on the table and glanced at it, "Yes, Jingchu injured his nerves after all, and the drugs used to control nerves cannot be without side effects. It is not good for Jingchu in the long run."

The doctor immediately nodded in agreement.

He persuaded earnestly, "Sir, median nerve injury is a very serious matter. We generally recommend conservative treatment for patients first. If there is no effect after three months of observation, we will take the risk of surgery..."

"Considering the special occupation of the patient, I said that he could directly operate on him, which is a big concession, but there is no way to guarantee that he will be completely restored to his previous state."

"But if this potion is really used, I can't guarantee whether his hands will be able to move normally in the future..."

But Coach Claire can't control so much.

He has no feelings for these Chinese players at all, and only regards them as money-making tools. The championship glory belongs to China, and only the money in the bonus pool is really relevant to him.

"What does his crippled hand have to do with me?"

Coach Claire sneered, "He has signed an agreement with our club. The starting lineup for this World Championship has been decided. It has been officially announced that he will play. If he really can't play and doesn't win the championship, it will be a loss for you." Compensate?"

He didn't care about Jingchu's future at all.

After dealing with this time first, after the World Championship finals, he immediately went to Country A to recruit players to replace Jingchu.

Anyway, he has rich experience in leading the team and is familiar with the BF team's playing skills and lineup BP. He believes that with his own ability, he can definitely recreate the second talented player First!

"The agreement doesn't allow you to joke about the players' bodies and future." Shi Qinglan's voice suddenly cooled down.

There was a slight stir in her clear eyes, "I can perform this median nerve repair surgery to ensure that Jing Chu can return to his previous hand speed, but the premise is..."

There is one more chapter to be updated before three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Good night, my dears. Please vote for me and recommend me~