"Your hand really cannot continue to move frequently, otherwise, it may really become useless!"
In the hand orthopedics department, a doctor looked at the young man sitting in front of him, pointed to the CT hand bone photo placed on the composite board, a serious look appeared on his face, and said.
The young man sitting in front of the doctor was about twenty-three years old. His face was as sharp as a knife, and he still looked quite handsome. However, there was a hint of pain in his eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows, but he was very cold. Kuai was well covered up by him again, and then he looked at the doctor very calmly and asked:
"Doctor, can I ask you, can I still play the game?"
When the doctor heard this, he frowned and asked aloud: "What competition are you talking about?"
"Glory of the King."
"This game?"
The doctor seemed to have heard of this game, and after thinking about it seriously for a while, he shook his head, with a trace of apology on his face, and said, "I also know something about the game Honor of Kings. Although it is just a mobile game, it is still a high-intensity game, and your current injury is not enough to support such a high-intensity game."
"What about one round? Even just a small round? Isn't that okay?"
After hearing the doctor's words, the young man finally couldn't keep the calm look on his face. He couldn't help but stand up and approached the doctor. His tone became a little excited and he asked with a trace of expectation in his eyes. color.
The doctor saw the look of expectation in the young man's eyes, and he couldn't bear it, but he still shook his head, sighed softly, and said: "Sorry, I just said that you can no longer compete in that kind of high-intensity competition." If you can touch it, as long as you touch it once, your hands may be disabled for the rest of your life. Even ordinary chopsticks may not be able to be held securely. It is already serious to this extent. Okay, do you understand? Xu Yan?"
When Xu Yan heard this, his whole face turned ugly, his delicate eyes showed deep reluctance, and his whole person exuded an aura of decadence, and he slowly sat on the chair again.
Seeing that Xu Yan didn't say anything more, the doctor sighed, smiled, and said, "But Xu Yan, don't be discouraged. As long as you insist on the rehabilitation treatment and take good care of your hands, you might be able to cure the disease completely." Recovery, it's not impossible for you to return to the game when the time comes, right? We still have to keep hope."
Hearing the doctor's words, Xu Yan smiled slightly, but his smile became very bitter, but he knew very well that the doctor's words were just to comfort him, Xu Yan knew very well.
After taking the test report and leaving the orthopedics department, Xu Yan glanced at the report above. The smile on his face became more bitter. He couldn't help but shook his head. He knew very well that his career might be about to end. That's the end.
However, he is really unwilling to do so...
But what can be done?
He can't hide it, right?
If you conceal it, the sin will be even greater...
Moreover, he is not that kind of person.
All I can say is that God is unfair to him.
"The enemy has three seconds to arrive on the battlefield, please be prepared."
Just as he walked out of the department and walked forward, Xu Yan heard a very familiar game sound ringing in his ears.
