The next day, Jin Minkui went to the hospital accompanied by Song Shengshi.

"It's just lumbar muscle strain. If you practice dance normally and don't use a good posture, this will happen." The doctor asked Jin Minkyu to lie down on the hospital bed and pressed around to understand the painful muscle groups.

"He is tall, so the superimposed force here will be more, so it is very easy to cause muscle damage." The doctor pressed on Jin Minkui's waist, and the wheat-colored back muscles tightened instantly, making Jin Minkui whine in pain. Woo.

Song Shengshi nodded, and under the doctor's instructions, he wrote down a few movements to avoid as well as the muscle groups that should be involved when exerting force. If that muscle group feels relaxed, it must be that the force is exerted incorrectly, and the muscles in other places Compensated.

The doctor was very professional, did not arrange any miscellaneous items for testing, and gave very practical suggestions.

However, Song Shengshi remembered that in her previous life, in the eighth year of her debut, Kim Minkyu had a recurrence of her back injury, which was so severe that she even stopped her activities for a time.

I always feel very uneasy.

"Let's make a movie, just in case." Song Shengshi made the final decision.

"Okay, let's make sure there are no other problems and you can rest assured." The doctor also agreed.

For some reason, when Song Shengshi looked at Jin Minkui, Jin Minkui's eyes dodged, and he hesitated and said that he should forget it.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

"Uh..." Jin Minkui dug his cheek with his fingers, his eyes wandering.

"Then it seems so," Song Shengshi's expression showed no signs of anger. He just turned around and asked the doctor: "Can we arrange for a radiograph to be taken now?"

"Okay, I'll write the order for you. Just take the order and take your relatives to the radiology department." The doctor nodded and typed on the computer.

relatives? Jin Minkui shook his head and savored the word. Without checking it for a moment, he was already led by Song Shengshi to the radiology department.

Song Shengshi, like Kim Minkyu's parent, skillfully handed the examination form to the nurse at the nurse's desk, and under the guidance of the nurse, she went to the place where the MRI was taken.

They signed an agreement with this hospital. They will not call the number but will be brought in directly by the nurse. Because there are many celebrities in Seoul, most institutions that cooperate with entertainment companies will provide this service.

And after they won first place three times, they are already somewhat famous idols in Seoul.

Everyone is doing a good job in Seoul as members of svt.

It's not very good... Song Shengshi thought to himself after seeing Kim Minkyu's film.

"Here... have you had any old injuries before?" the doctor asked Jin Minkui while holding the film.

Jin Minkui glanced at Song Shengshi, lowered his head, pursed his lips, and scratched the tip of his nose.

"Uh... I accidentally twisted it when I was working at home..."

"You lied." Song Shengshi looked at Jin Minkui with disappointed eyes, "It's so obvious that you lied."

Jin Minkui couldn't resist, so he could only pull Song Shengshi over and bury his face in Song Shengshi's loose sweater.

"I really don't want to say it..."

"Does it have something to do with me?" Song Shengshi keenly caught the topic.

"Well..." Jin Minkui's voice became even duller, "To be precise, it has something to do with Song Jaemin."

Song Zaimin.

Song Shengshi suddenly felt like he was in another world.

Song Zai seemed to have disappeared from his life immediately after the incident. Occasionally, some news related to him appeared on the Internet, but soon after, it disappeared without a trace, just like grains of sand entering the sea.

"P Company came to him to claim compensation. The amount was so huge that he couldn't afford it even after selling all his luxury goods."

"If he doesn't pay it back, he's going to go to jail."

"So he came to find you under the dormitory. He said that you were rich, and that you were the best to him and taught him the violin. He would definitely forgive him."

"He also said that he knew he was wrong and that Shengshi you would definitely forgive him."

"But, Jaemin, not all mistakes are worth being forgiven as long as they apologize."

When speaking the previous words, Jin Minkui just lowered his head, and his voice was calm, as if he was telling a story. However, when he said the last sentence, Jin Minkui suddenly raised his head and smiled at the empty space between Song Shengshi and the doctor.

Song Shengshi thought these words were familiar at first, as if he had said this to someone before. When he saw Jin Minkui's half-smiling eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat.

It was the first time that Kim Minkyu had such an expression, or in other words, it was the first time that Song Shengshi saw expressions other than silly smiles and unhappiness on Kim Minkyu's face.

"So I had a fight with him," Jin Minkui's expression changed quickly, and he immediately held Song Shengshi's hand pitifully, "Shengshi, I didn't mean to do it. He looked too crazy at the time, and I was afraid that he would get hurt. It’s up to you, please don’t be angry.”

Song Shengshi had mixed feelings in his heart. Of course he couldn't be angry. He only felt distressed.

The doctor said that when he was injured at this position, he should have undergone surgery immediately to repair it. I don’t know how he endured it. For nearly two years, he had missed the best recovery period. He endured the pain every day and acted like a happy puppy. .

Moreover, because of this injury, the compensation of Kim Minkyu's psoas muscle is several times that of others. Because he is too tall, he is already suffering several times the pain of others, plus this injury...

"Is he still insisting on dancing now?" The doctor shook his head, "It's really amazing..."

Song Shengshi was heartbroken, especially in the end, when the doctor pulled him out and said that if Jin Minkyu's waist was subjected to another force or if he continued to practice with such intensity, he would soon be unable to dance again.

Not being able to dance is still a better situation, judging from the current photos and the results of the doctor's urgent arrangement of an examination to test the nerve pathways.

There is a high possibility that he may even have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.

Too cruel...for an idol.

His career had just started to improve, and it was about to be pronounced over.

Song Shengshi glanced through the crack in the door at Jin Minkui, who was using a marker to draw eyes on the cactus on the doctor's table. With a silly smile on his face, he turned around and met Song Shengshi's eyes, and waved his hand to finish the drawing. The cactus turned to show him.

Veins popped out on the doctor's forehead.

"My ex-wife gave it to me. If she dies, there will be no possibility of getting back together..."

But when he thought about Jin Minkui's situation, he sighed and shook his head, saying that there was nothing wrong with it.

Song Shengshi couldn't help but whispered to the doctor: "Don't tell Kim Minkui about this yet."

The doctor nodded to express understanding and patted Song Shengshi's shoulder to express comfort.

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