The man was the only one in the apartment. Looking at him, Chen Zhao asked, âExcuse me, are you my patient?â
âAre you really a doctor?â The man looked Chen Zhao with suspicion.
âI donât look like one?â
âDo doctors all bring so many pets with them?â
âIâm sorry. This is my personal habit. I bring my kids with me no matter where I go.â
âIâm Rufford.â Then he added, âYouâre a traditional Chinese doctor, right?â
âYes. Iâm an expert in traditional Chinese medicine, but I also know Western medicine. If you have unique needs, I can give you unique treatment.â
Rufford picked up a towel to wipe his sweat. While wiping, he said, âIâm a sprinter. Half a month ago, I had a race, but I fractured my leg during it. I went through rehab, but I never got a reply for the medicine I requested from the International Association of Athletics Federation.â
Chen Zhao looked down. He saw that Ruffordâs left calf was wrapped with gauze. It had obvious swelling.
âYou know, without the IAAFâs permission, I donât even dare to use morphine to numb the pain.â
Chen Zhao nodded. As a doctor, he knew many things. However, since this athlete had gotten hurt during the competition, it shouldnât be hard to get permission to use medicine, right?
âRecently, a few well-known American athletes were discovered to be using steroids, so the IAAF suddenly became strict toward American athletes. When the clubâs doctor diagnosed me, he told me itâs just a slight fracture and I donât need painkillers.â
Chen Zhao walked over. âCan I check your injury?â
Rutherford nodded, so Chen Zhao sat onto the ground and undid the gauze. His calf had swollen at least 30% larger than usual. There was heavy blood stasis at the injury.
Chen Zhao squeezed the area. âDoes it hurt?â
âYes.â
âHow long has it been? What kind of treatment did you go through?â
âItâs been 15 days. The clubâs doctor gave me bone reduction treatment and some medicine for circulation. But since I donât have the paperwork for special medicine, he couldnât prescribe many things.â
Chen Zhao furrowed his brows. âDoes the doctor hate you?â
Taken aback, Rutherford looked at Chen Zhao in confusion. âWhat do you mean?â
âYour fibula is broken. If you donât treat it in time, you might not be able to walk regularly, let alone continue your athletic career. This isnât a fracture. Your problem is more serious than what you said.â
âWhat? Broken?â Rutherford was shocked. âItâs that bad?â
âYes. Right now, you shouldnât be thinking about getting permission from the IAAF to use medication. You have to get surgery as soon as possible so there arenât any lasting effects, but youâve already delayed it for half a month. Youâve done intense exercise this past half month too, right? Your condition is looking bad now.â
âThenâŚwhat should I do?â
âHurry to the hospital,â Chen Zhao said. âI canât help you. All I can do is give you advice.â
âIf I go to the hospital, how long will it take before I can start competing again?â
âYouâll need at least half a year of rehab.â
âNo, thatâs impossible. I have to participate in the star invitational. Do you know how important it is to me? Thatâs the star invitational! For an athlete like me, it might be the time that I shine the brightest. I canât miss it.â
Rutherford grew agitated. He grabbed onto Chen Zhaoâs shoulder. âPlease help me.â
âIâm sorry. Iâm powerless against your injury. Go to the hospital. If you keep dragging it out, you wonât be able to save your legs.â
Chen Zhao sighed. Rutherford had obviously been scammed by the teamâs doctor. Anyone who could be the doctor of an athletic team would obviously know the difference between a fracture and broken bone.
Going to the hospital for a surgery was Rutherfordâs only choice now.
âGo to the hospital if you want to continue your career.â
âDoâŚdo you have a way to suppress my injury?â
âStop kidding around. You have a broken bone. Thereâs no way I can suppress it. What you need it treatment and rehab.â
Chen Zhao left. Rutherford was a very insistent athlete. He didnât know if Rutherford would listen to his advice. However, Chen Zhao wished he would.
As an illegal doctor, Chen Zhao wished he could make as much money as possible. But as a doctor, he still had his own professionalism and bottom line.
He hoped that all of his patients would have the correct treatment and best result. If Rutherford hadnât been harmed by his doctor, then he would at least be able to get treated in time.
He wouldnât have needed half a year of rehab. He wouldâve been able to be up and running in less than a month. However, heâd delayed it for half a month, making his injury worse.
Rutherford wasnât a superstar athlete yet. He wasnât famous, so heâd probably been invited to the star invitational because heâd had good results in recent competitions.
Most track athletes could only dream about attending a star invitational. If they could have a good result there, they would have a higher rank internationally. Not only that, they may have a chance to attend the IAAF Golden League. That was the highest stage for a track athlete.
Every industry has its good and bad, but most people only saw the good side. Athletes like Rutherford had a bit of fame but were still far from being a celebrity.
Instead of going home, Chen Zhao went to Ethanâs.
âHow was it? Did you solve the patientâs problem?â
âNo.â Chen Zhao shook his head. âHe needs the hospital.â
âEven you canât solve it? Is the problem serious?â
âNo, he was just harmed by someone and delayed the treatment period.â
âSo you didnât make a single cent for me and still came to get free lunch?â
âDonât make me sound that bad. I didnât make a single cent either, and I had to pay for transportation too. If you wonât give me lunch, then reimburse my transportation.â
Just then, Ethanâs phone rang. He put it down less than 20 seconds later.
âChen, seems like you canât eat lunch anymore. Remember your first client?â
âYeah, super annoying patient.â
âYes. He needs help.â
âWhatâs the price?â
âThree thousand dollars.â
âIâll go after lunch.â
âNo, heâs in a hurry.â
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âFine. Leave a hamburger for me.â
âOne dollar.â
âIf you reject my request, Iâll reject this patient and youâll lose $600.â