Chapter 11
Chapter 11 — Medals Are Not For You
"Tomorrow morning, let's add another item to test muscle strength. Coach Chu said, your last two exercises today were in the wrong position. Ms. Kieu's handover chart has a risk flag, which needs to be re-evaluated." Luc Thua Da raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck. “She is next to me, you tell her.” He gave me the phone. I don't accept. “It's written very clearly in the handover table.” Tong Han was silent for a moment: "Yes, I will arrange it according to the process." The call ended. Luc Thua Da put the phone on the table. “Don't you even bother to read your review?” “Have seen the handover report.” “I'll go with you tomorrow.” “I have a patient.” “Step back for an hour.” He spoke very naturally. Over the past three years, any of his unscheduled training sessions, interviews, or matches could push my schedule back. I opened the schedule and showed him tomorrow's appointment. “The patient has paid the deposit.” “You pay for them.” “What they need is treatment.” “I need it too.” “The club has a medical team.” The patience on his face was exhausted. "They can only do the basics, but your feet know best. You know what angle will hurt, you know when I'm trying to support myself. Now just to prove you have a job, are you risking my career?" I looked at him. “You won the championship trophy.” “So what?” "I have been with you through the most difficult period. Later on, it will be taken over by a professional team." “I am also a professional team.” “In the documentary, it's not.” After these words fell, the dining room was silent for a long time. Luc Thua Da pulled out a chair and sat down, holding his head in both hands. After a while, he whispered: "The movie has been edited." "Yes." “From now on, all documents will have my name on them.” "Okay." “The gold medal was also given to me.” "No need." He suddenly raised his head. “So what else do you want?” I put the documents in a drawer. “I want to work.” The next day, I didn't go to the club. At ten o'clock in the morning, Tong Han sent Luc Thua Da's assessment results. The left biceps muscle is tired, the Achilles tendon is stable, and needs to reduce training volume for three days. She handled it very properly. At noon, Phuong Kha sent a revised version of the documentary. My name finally appeared on the screen. *[Create and implement a recovery plan for the first phase: Kieu Tranh.]* Stop for exactly 3 seconds. The next frame transitions to Luc Thua Da and Tong Han walking side by side into the practice room. The voiceover says: "After entering the acceleration phase, a new generation of sports medicine doctors took over the baton, helping him complete his final transformation." I turned off the video and did not give any further editing comments. Destiny has been reclaimed. But they still need someone younger, more suitable for filming, to stand next to Luc Thua Da. In the afternoon, when I went to see the premises, I signed a contract to rent a 200 square meter space as an office. On the way home, the real estate broker called. "Miss Kieu, the apartment complex you asked about before still has an apartment of the same type, is it convenient for you to go see it tomorrow afternoon?" “Convenient.” “Is that area close to your office?” "That's right." I hung up the phone, raised my head and looked in the rearview mirror. The back seat holds two boxes of files brought from home. Three years ago, I moved my office into this house. Now, it's time to move everything out. ### 5 After finalizing the office location, I started packing up the equipment in the house. The force testing machine is placed deepest in the storage room, filled with Luc Thua Da's trophies and gift boxes sent by sponsors. As I unloaded each item, I suddenly saw a red velvet box. Inside is a men's ring. The design was chosen by me three years ago.