Chapter 25 — Medals Are Not For You

I opened the inspection report. "Luc Thua Ye's treatment documents related to privacy, I will not discuss them here." "I'm just afraid you'll make my child rest too. Next month we have the selection round, and the doctor said the bones have healed." “Bone healing does not mean joint function has recovered.” “But an athlete's time is precious.” "That's why I can't stand the second injury." The man frowned. “Didn't Luc Thua Da not listen to you and still win the championship in the end?” The teenager sitting next to him looked down. His right leg was still swollen, the shoelace had to be loosened three notches before he could reluctantly put it on. I pushed the report back. “You can change to another rehabilitation specialist who you feel is more in line with your expectations.” The man didn't expect me to say that. "We have traveled a long way to get here..." "I will complete the assessment today without charging a fee. The next option requires the consent of both the patient and family, otherwise it cannot be done." The teenager suddenly spoke up: "I want to listen to her." The father turned his head: "What do you know?" “I'm in pain.” He took off his shoes, revealing the swollen instep of his foot. "Just walking makes me feel pain. Dad talks about the audition every day, I don't dare tell him." The room suddenly became quiet. The man stared at his son's feet, the impatience on his face gradually fading. “Why is it so swollen?” The teenager did not answer. I re-examined him and confirmed there was no new structural damage, but due to early stress, there was a clear inflammatory reaction. When father and son left, the reporter was still waiting outside the door. The young man wearing a hat and crutches walked straight between them. His father used his body to shield himself outside, no longer urging him to go quickly. At seven o'clock in the evening, I was the only one left in the office. The reporters outside had already dispersed. Phuong Kha sent the manuscript a press release, hoping I would confirm. The general idea of the announcement is that, because of my personal career plan, I proactively left the team, there is no conflict with Luc Thua Da or the club; This injury was due to an unexpected incident during competition, not related to the handover by the recovery team. At the end of the announcement it was also written: *[Ms. Kieu Tranh will continue to support Luc Thua Da's treatment and return as a family member.]* I deleted the last sentence and returned the document. Phuong Kha called immediately. "Miss Kieu, what Thua Da said at the press conference may be a bit misleading. Let's issue a joint announcement and public opinion will quickly calm down." “I will no longer participate in treatment as a family member.” "That's just a statement expressing your attitude to the outside world, it doesn't force you to actually return to the team." “So that's expressing a fake attitude.” “If you continue to insist on drawing boundaries now, the outside world will think that there is a problem between the couple's relationship.” “There is indeed a problem.” Phuong Kha was silent for a moment. “Are you two planning to divorce?” “This is a private matter.” "Miss Kieu, Thua Da are currently in the most important phase of their career. Negative news about marriage will affect the sponsor's evaluation." “So the press conference could imply that I'm acting on emotions, but it can't let others know that our relationship has problems?” “That's because he didn't express himself correctly at the scene.” “In the recording, two years ago he expressed the same thing.” The other end of the line was as quiet as paper. “Recording what?” “Your internal meeting.” Phuong Kha's breathing suddenly stopped.