Chapter 12 — Medals Are Not For You

At that time, the wedding date was set, but Luc Thua Da lost control due to pain during a practice session, kicked away the recovery equipment, making the old injury worse. The wedding was postponed again. This ring just sat there in the storage room, thrown away with everything he didn't want to face during his injury. I don't bring it with me. In the afternoon, the moving company arrived. As soon as he carried the force testing machine out, Luc Thua Da's mother arrived. She stood outside the door, looking at the cardboard boxes scattered on the floor, her expression changed. “Are you two planning to move house?” "I'll move the equipment to work." "Thua Da said you've been acting like a fool lately, but I still don't believe it." She put her bag down on the sofa. “Just because he wears a gold medal gives the team doctor one?” I continue to pack boxes. “If you look for him, he's at the base.” “Mom came to find me.” The mother-in-law stepped forward and pressed her hand on the tape. "Thua Da has just returned to play, so many eyes on the outside are focusing on me. As my wife, at this time I have to contribute to the club, how will people look at it?" “The documentary issue has been resolved.” “It's been resolved, but where has the online gossip gone?” She took out her phone and flipped a comment to show me. Some people say Luc Thua Da was able to return, entirely thanks to his wife's career sacrifice, and the club was over the bridge. "Thua Da has endured so many hardships these years, you know better than anyone. Now it's very difficult for him to stand up, everyone should discuss his achievements. You are determined to push yourself to the front of the stage, others will think he relies on his wife." “His recovery process is truly due to your efforts.” “I am his wife.” The mother-in-law emphasized her voice. "Why are husband and wife still discussing work? You take care of him, he will treat you well in the future. Do you still have to pay him a salary and give him a medal?" The moving worker stood by the door, unable to move forward or backward. I told them to carry the equipment downstairs first. Waiting for the door to close, the mother-in-law lowered her voice a bit. "Before, you were very understanding. When Thua Da was most seriously injured, the doctors said there wasn't a high hope of returning, and you were the one who advised me not to give up. Now he's healthy, why have you changed your behavior?" “He's fine, you should go back to work.” “Is that money missing from you at home?” “It's not about money.” “So you are jealous of Ms. Tong Han.” She seemed to grasp the key. "I've already asked Thua Da, the two of them are completely innocent. Doctor Tong is young, her work ability is also good, it's very normal for the club to promote her. You're seven years older than her, and you're Thua Da's wife, why do you have to fight for fame with a little girl?" The tape in my hand suddenly broke. “I'm 34 years old.” “I know.” The mother-in-law paused for a moment. "It's okay to be seven years older. I just want to remind you that once a woman is married, the focus must be on family. Now that Thua Da's career has restarted, the two of you should also think about children. You reopen your office, you have to come into contact with injured people every day, and the hours are not fixed. What will you do if you get sick in the future?" She pulled out an appointment form from the health examination center. "I've already scheduled an appointment for your examination next week. You two have been married for five years, so let's take advantage of it." The scheduling category is: *Assessment of female fertility*. The men's column is left blank. I pushed the slip back in front of her. “I won't go.” "Why?" “I don't have that plan these days.” “I don't have a plan, what about Thua Da?” “Mom, go and ask him.” “Kieu Tranh.” The mother-in-law's face fell.