Liu Ye has quite a few female fans, and all of them glared at Bai Banxia angrily, as if Bai Banxia had molested their male god.
I don’t know who got anxious first and threw the flowers in his hand.
"That woman, what are you doing? Let Liu Ye go!"
"You've been touching it for a long time and haven't you touched it enough? We haven't touched it yet."
"It's so immoral, get out!"
"..."
The female fans originally kept the handkerchiefs and flowers that they had left to throw away after the game. When Bai Banxia finished checking, she realized that a lot of them had fallen on the ground around her.
She looked around without caring and said with a smile: "Thank you."
A group of people were dumbfounded, but this girl wasn’t angry? And what should I thank you for? It’s not for her!
Bai Banxia avoided the handkerchiefs and flowers on the ground, walked around to Liu Ye's left and inspected his left leg.
"Little doctor, isn't his right knee injured? Why are you still looking at your left leg?" Mr. Liu couldn't help but ask.
"People have two legs, and the weight is usually balanced on both legs. But if one side is injured and always hurts, they will subconsciously put their body weight on the uninjured leg. But it is generally difficult to put one leg on it.
Supporting the weight of the body and strenuous exercise, over time, the knees of the good legs are also prone to damage." Bai Banxia explained patiently.
Mr. Liu figured it out as soon as he thought about it, and felt that this was indeed the truth.
Look at the girl who just avoided the things on the ground. She is also very soft-hearted and does not want to step on other people's gifts.
They say that character is judged by the subtleties, and he felt that this girl was trustworthy.
Liu Ye's left leg was in better condition than his right leg, so Bai Banxia stopped checking it for a long time.
"His right knee had a twisting injury before, which resulted in ligament damage. Fortunately, the cruciate ligament was not ruptured. However, because he did not receive proper treatment and rest after the injury and then exercised strenuously again, the ligament was torn to a certain extent and the meniscus was also damaged.
The wear and tear is serious, but fortunately the white area can be restored, otherwise the damaged part would have to be removed surgically."
Bai Banxia deliberately said it loudly, so that everyone on Liu Ye's team and the fans outside who liked him could listen.
"Keep your voice down!" Liu Ye was a little anxious and quickly looked at his opponent.
Letting the opponent know about his injury was tantamount to letting the enemy take advantage of his weakness. Liu Ye was very angry and didn't want his father to pull his other ear again.
"Shut up and let the little doctor continue talking."
Liu Ye's face turned red and he said helplessly: "Dad, let go first and save some face for me."
Bai Banxia continued: "Later on, your right knee continued to wear and tear, and gradually accumulated fluid and blood, so you often felt swelling and pain in your knee, and it was very difficult to squat down. You can compete now because
Because I took painkillers, I also told them that I was selling the medicine to a friend, and I know the properties of the medicine better than anyone else. If you take more, the painkiller effect will only become weaker and weaker."
"What ligament, meniscus? I have no idea what you are talking about." Liu Ye said angrily.
"Every line is like a mountain. It's normal that you don't understand." Bai Banxia said nonchalantly, "As long as you can understand a little bit, you can't continue playing, otherwise the cruciate ligament will be ruptured and you will be completely useless."
At this time, there are no artificial ligaments, and it is impossible to perform autologous ligament transplantation. If the cruciate ligament is broken, there is basically no cure.
"You still have chondromalacia patellae, and now your left knee has begun to swell and hurt. If you continue like this, it will be difficult for you to squat with both legs, and painkillers will not help you." Bai Banxia added.
Liu Ye's brows were tightly knitted together. He knew that his body had been deteriorating recently, but more than half of the season was already underway, and he wanted to win the title one last time.
Everyone watching on the sidelines heard this, and they lost their previous anger towards Bai Banxia and became worried about Liu Ye's condition.
"You brat, why are you still playing games? Is that false reputation that important to you? What can you do in the future if your legs are broken?" Mr. Liu became angry and pointed outside and said, "Do you think those women like you?
When your legs become crippled and you can no longer play Cuju, no one will remember Liu Ye in half a year!"
"Dad, this is not a false name, this is my love for Cuju." Liu Ye's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing, as ordinary as eating and drinking.
But even though his tone was so plain, Bai Banxia still understood the love and pursuit in his heart.
"I want to win the championship again this year and then retire." His voice was very low, as if he didn't want others to hear.
Mr. Liu's eyes turned red. How could his son not understand Liu Ye's pursuit?
"So what if I take it? Will I be a cripple for the rest of my life?" Master Liu asked.
Liu Ye is only 24-5 years old. In ancient times, there was no better research on sports rehabilitation. He might have retired as soon as he was injured. There are not many people who retired in 24-5 years old in Cuju competition.
"Give up this year, treat and rehabilitate well, and you can continue to participate in Cuju competitions in half a year at the earliest. Even if you play for a few more years, it won't be a problem." Bai Banxia said, "Think clearly, it is for this year.
If you are a football champion and can no longer do what you love, should you take good treatment and extend your sports life? I think since you are doing it for love and not for fame, then you must want to play for a few more years."
Liu Ye was a little moved. He stared at Bai Banxia and asked, "Can it really be cured and let us compete again?"
"As long as you cooperate with the treatment and recover well, and follow the doctor's instructions and don't act recklessly, it will be fine. But if you insist on playing now, once the ligament in the knee is ruptured, no one can cure it," Bai Banxia said.
"Son, dad understands your persistence. To be honest, dad always hides outside to cheer you up. Dad also hopes you are well and can watch you play for a few more years. I will no longer care about face, I will come inside
Let me cheer you on." Mr. Liu patted his son on the shoulder and said openly.
"Dad!" Liu Ye didn't expect that his father had been cheering outside. His father, who was always very strict and unsmiling towards him, was actually silently supporting him behind the scenes.
Or maybe I was worried about him, so I had to see it with my own eyes. He was a little moved for a moment and his eyes were red.
Zhu Jia, who was knocked unconscious by Master Liu's punch next to him, woke up, wiped his nosebleed and said, "I can give you an injection to stop the pain and allow you to continue playing."
Bai Banxia's face turned cold, and she glared at him and said, "You know that his condition is very serious, but you don't care about his injuries getting worse, and you just want to get credit. Is this the behavior that a doctor should do?"
"Liu Ye, don't listen to her nonsense. How old is she and how much ability can she have? Isn't this how she has been treated over the years? How many people have I helped continue the competition?" Zhu Jia got up and shouted.
"Then what happened? What happened to those people?" Bai Banxia asked, "Are they still at the Cuju venue?"
Zhu Jia choked for a moment, then thought for a moment and pointed at Ou Feng opposite him and said, "I treated his sprained foot before. Isn't it fine now?"
