The doctor frowned in embarrassment.

He looked at Jing Chu, and saw that the boy lowered his head like a little milk dog, and he seemed afraid to confront his coach.

Jing Chu's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at the doctor, "Doctor, is there any way you can...recover my hands to play games."

Hearing this, the doctor looked down at his report.

He took a deep breath and handed over both the film and the EMG. "Sir, you can look at the patient's medical examination report. His current condition is a rupture of the flexor and extensor tendon, and the median nerve has been injured. "

But Coach Claire just looked down and glanced.

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

Jing Chu is not only a top shooter in the team, but also a commander. Even if the shooter position can be replaced by a substitute player, no one can command this position!

Since Jingchu joined the BF team...

He will play in such important games. When he is never absent, the coach can only count on him.

"This..." The doctor seemed to encounter some problem.

He thought about it for a while before he said, "If he has to play next week, it's not impossible."

Hearing this, Jing Chu's eyes lightened suddenly.

He raised his eyes to the doctor in surprise, "You said, any method, as long as I can play on the court, I can accept it!"

No matter how he cooperates with the treatment, he will be obedient, as long as he doesn't deprive his professional players of this path...

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

"Yes!" Coach Claire answered immediately.

He decided the matter directly, "Just do it, I just want him to play next week."

"Yeah." Jing Chu nodded in agreement.

But Shi Qinglan next to her, her eyes became slightly cold, and she suddenly opened her lips, "I disagree with this matter."

Guyan immediately raised his eyes and looked at the woman beside him.

He frowned without a trace, "Sister Lan, are there any side effects with this medicine?"

Shi Qinglan is the best doctor in the Academy of Medicine.

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

"Yeah." Shi Qinglan responded with a cool voice, "This kind of temporary medicine usually contains hormones, which have relatively large side effects on the body, and it is not conducive to Xiao Jingchu's recovery afterwards."

Jing Chu's hands are not enough this time.

What she considers is a long-term plan, how to make his hand completely recover, rather than abolish it after the cure.

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

He looked at Shi Qinglan extremely displeased, "The doctor said that this method is OK, why are you interrupting?"

The breath of Bo Yucheng's body suddenly fell cold.

He stretched out his hand to hold Shi Qinglan's wrist and led the girl to his side, "You'd better show me respect for your attitude."

"Sneez—" The coach sneered funny.

As the head coach of the BF team who has won the world championship for three consecutive years, he has always been rampant. He has never bowed in front of anyone, let alone knows what respect is.

Besides, the few people in front of me are obviously yellow people...

Although coach Claire led the Huaxia team, he was a member of National A and was bought by the club. He has always been dissatisfied that the members of the world championship team he brought are Huaxia.

Therefore, he has very big opinions on Huaxia people.

Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, "As I am also a doctor, I do not agree to give Jingchu this medicine."

Coach Claire was furious in an instant.

He stared angrily when Qinglan, "It's you? Return the doctor? I think you are just an adult... why are Huaxia people dare to slander and practice medicine like this?"

Hearing this, the breath of Bo Yucheng's body was cold instantly.

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 great side effects on Jingchu. Even if it is guaranteed to compete this time, it will affect the fingers in the future, and it is very likely that there will be no way to recover completely."

Hearing Shi Qinglan's words, Jing Chu suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her, "Vice... so much side effect?"

Gu Yan also suddenly maintained a state of vigilance.

Of course, what he cares more about is Jing Chu's body, thinking about the long-term, rather than the game.

Jingchu is still young, and the future can be expected.

Even if he missed the World Championship Finals, there will be countless opportunities waiting for him in the future, but if this time his hands are abandoned...

Shi Qinglan picked up the report on the table and glanced at it, "Yes, after all, Jing Chu hurts the nerves. The drugs used to control nerves cannot be without side effects. Long-term considerations are not good for Jing Chu."

The doctor immediately agreed and nodded.

He bitterly persuaded, "This gentleman, median nerve injury is a very serious matter. We generally advise patients to treat conservatively first. After three months of observation, if there is no effect, then take the risk to perform surgery..."

"Considering the special occupation of the patient, I said that I can directly operate on him. I have already made a big concession, but there is no way to guarantee a complete restoration to the previous state."

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

But coach Claire can manage so much.

He has no feelings for these Chinese team members. He only uses them as money-making tools. The glory of the championship belongs to China. Only the money in the prize pool is really relevant to him.

"What does it have to do with me that his hand is broken?"

Coach Claire sneered, “It’s him who signed an agreement with our club. The starting lineup for the World Championship has been set. The official announced that he will be on the court. If you really can’t play and don’t win the championship, you will lose. Lost it?"

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

Having dealt with this first, after the World Championship finals, he immediately went to Country A to recruit players to replace Jing Chu.

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 reproduce the second talented player First!

"In the agreement, you are not allowed to joke about the player's body and the future." Shi Qinglan's voice suddenly cooled down.

There was a wave of waves in her clear eyes, "I can do this median nerve repair surgery, and it can guarantee Jingchu's previous hand speed, but the premise is..."