[Competition] The Road to Champion of the Seventh Prince of the Dragon Palace

Because they were going to set off the next day, Fu Xingtu did not arrange for the team members to go into the water the first afternoon, but to train on land.

In the gym, everyone completes their own training plan on the equipment.Ao Ling was doing belly lifts and leg raises on the vertical ladder at the side, when he suddenly felt a soreness in his left shoulder, and then his entire left arm seemed to be drained of strength, he couldn't hold the railing at all, and fell off the vertical ladder down.

His fall was quite a movement, several people around were startled by him, Shen Fei and Qi Yi rushed over immediately.

Qi Yi quickly helped him up, Shen Fei checked him up and down, and asked nervously: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Ao Ling put her right hand on her left shoulder, rubbed it twice, and then turned her shoulder back and forth, left and right, frowning with a puzzled look: "I don't know, just now I suddenly felt that I couldn't use any strength, and my arm fell off as soon as it softened."

Just now Fu Xingtu was called out by Yang Bin for something, Fan Yuhao told He Jiaxuan: "Go and call Director Fu back, and say that Xiao Qi may be injured."

As soon as He Jiaxuan walked to the entrance of the gym, Fu Xingtu walked in from the outside. Before he could speak, the other party saw Ao Ling surrounded by everyone.

Fu Xingtu came to Ao Ling in three or two steps, and the people around him consciously made room for him, only Shen Fei and Qi Yi stood by Ao Ling's side.

Fu Xingtu roughly asked what happened, then raised Ao Ling's left arm with one hand, pressed his left shoulder with the other hand, and made movements in various directions such as abduction, adduction, lifting, and back and forth rotations lightly and slowly. .

Then I stretched out my thumb and pressed lightly and heavily around his left shoulder a few times, and finally made a few special tests.

While doing a basic checkup on Ao Ling, Fu Xingtu asked him how he felt: "Does it hurt here?"

Ao Ling shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."

"What about here?"

Ao Ling felt it carefully: "It's okay."

Fu Xingtu held his shoulder and lifted it up slowly. When it reached a certain height, it made a circular motion forward again. When it happened to move to a certain position, Ao Ling immediately frowned and took a deep breath: "Yes, yes. Yes, this is the place, it hurts, and the whole upper arm has no strength."

Fu Xingtu let go of his hand, and almost had the answer in his mind, but he still needed an MRI to confirm the diagnosis.

"Come on," he helped Ao Ling up from the ground, "Go to the medical room first."

Ao Ling stood up graciously, and walked out of the gym with him.Shen Fei was worried, and also chased after him: "I'll go with you."

Fu Xingtu turned to look at him: "Have you finished practicing today's plan?"

"No...no." Shen Fei stood on the spot, still maintaining the posture of going to help Ao Ling.

Fu Xingtu glanced at him: "Continue to practice."

Ao Ling followed their Director Fu to the medical room, and the amiable-looking female doctor who came to examine him was again, she spoke softly and always had a smile on her face.

But his hands were more ruthless than their Director Fu, the pain made the little dragon cub clenched his teeth, and tears were about to fall.

Fu Xingtu couldn't feel his pain at all, and his broad palm was still pressing firmly on his right shoulder to prevent him from moving around.

"As far as I can tell, it should be a rotator cuff injury."

The female doctor looked up at him, laughed and teased: "Hey, after retiring, you changed to study medicine?"

Fu Xingtu is not in the mood to chat with her now: "I studied sports medicine for both my undergraduate and master's degrees. I think it's better to go for an MRI as soon as possible."

The female doctor nodded: "I think it's also a rotator cuff injury, but it's not serious. It should be an acute attack of a chronic injury."

She thought for a while and added: "I didn't say that, you practiced too hard. This child is only 15 years old and is in an important stage of puberty development. He is always in a state of overload training, which is not good for him. "

Fu Xingtu pondered for a moment, then nodded again: "I know."

With his demeanor and tone, it is obvious that he doesn't want to talk anymore. The female doctor is making arrangements. Their medical room can only do some basic examinations. For major projects such as MRI, they can only go to the nearby third-level hospitals. Do.

After contacting the hospital, the base immediately sent a car to pick them up.While waiting, the female doctor couldn't help reminding: "Especially the heart, it's a heavy burden."

Fu Xingtu took a deep breath, nodded, and repeated the sentence just now.

Because of the contact from the training base, the national team members will set off to compete abroad tomorrow. Time is running out. I hope it will be faster. If there is any problem, they will have time to deal with it.

Therefore, after Ao Ling and the others arrived at the hospital, many unnecessary links were omitted, and the MRI examination was performed directly, and the film and report were quickly obtained.

Back at the base, Song Weihua, Yang Bin, the team leader and several leaders of the training base rushed over when they got the news. Five or six people plus three team doctors crowded the small medical room to the brim.

The three team doctors checked the films one by one, and then discussed together. It was indeed the acute attack stage of chronic rotator cuff injury, and the surrounding muscles and soft tissues had slight edema and adhesion.

Ao Ling sat alone on the treatment bed, frightened by their formation, and couldn't understand what the team doctors said, her face turned pale with fright, thinking she was seriously injured, she sat there motionless.

Song Weihua asked: "How long will it take to recover?"

The female doctor looked at the report and thought about it roughly: "Under systematic treatment, it will take at least a week to fully recover."

Yang Bin immediately took up the conversation: "How is that possible, we are leaving for Singapore tomorrow."

The female doctor shrugged, saying that she could not decide this situation, and it depended on how the leader arranged it.

Song Weihua pondered for a while and asked: "Is there any way to go faster? At least let him last the game."

"Yes," the female doctor hesitated for a moment, then said, "closed."

"no!"

When Yang Bin was about to speak, a voice rang out from the other side first, and everyone followed the sound. Fu Xingtu was standing in front of the viewing light, staring at the photo of Ao Ling's left shoulder joint in a daze.

His irrefutable voice reached everyone's ears: "Even if I let him give up this game, it is impossible for him to play closed."

"..."

Yang Bin gave him a thumbs up in his heart and called him a hero.I don't know if this kid is arrogant because of his favor, or if he is really so upright that he dares to say such things in front of the big leader.

Song Weihua glanced at Fu Xingtu, the kind of eyes that he couldn't do anything about being upset.

He turned his head to look at Ao Ling who was sitting on the hospital bed, and his eyes immediately became amiable again: "Little guy, do you still want to continue participating in this competition?"

Ao Ling nodded without thinking, and suddenly remembered what Fu Xingtu said just now, so he looked at his coach involuntarily: "I will follow Fu's guidance."

Song Weihua turned his head to look at Fu Xingtu again, as if he was looking at his son who he loved and hated but failed to live up to. Then he asked the team doctor, "Is there any other way? It's okay to shorten the recovery time."

The female doctor thought about it for a while, and then gave a suggestion: "If you can combine acupuncture and massage with traditional Chinese medicine, and then cooperate with rehabilitation training, you should be able to fully recover in five days."

Yang Bin roughly calculated the time: "The race will officially start the day after tomorrow. Ao Ling's first race is the 100-meter butterfly. On the second race day, there are only three days. It's too late."

The team leader also said: "Should we also bring a team doctor who understands Chinese medicine and acupuncture to Singapore?"

The female doctor shrugged: "We only have one doctor of traditional Chinese medicine here. However, an Olympic champion on the track and field team has a ligament strain. He flew to Lisbon with the track and field team yesterday."

"..."

The team leader waved his hand: "I have no other choice. Otherwise, I will abstain from the previous projects. Finally, let's see which one I can participate in."

He patted Ao Ling's shoulder again, and said a few words of comfort in a calm manner: "If you are injured, you should focus on healing. You are still young, and you will have plenty of opportunities in the future."

At this time, Fu Xingtu walked up to the female doctor: "Can I add that doctor's WeChat account? It's the TCM doctor you just mentioned."

"Of course, I will push the business card to you later."

Fu Xingtu turned around to look at Song Weihua and Yang Bin again: "Ao Ling registered for six individual events and two relays for this competition. He abstained from all the previous competitions and was replaced in the relay competition. He only participated in the 50-meter and 100-meter freestyle competitions. .”

Yang Bin said: "Competition is one aspect. If he goes to Singapore with us, he won't be able to get good treatment."

"I'll be in charge of his treatment." Fu Xingtu walked up to the female doctor, "Do you have acupuncture needles? Give me some."

The female doctor was taken aback by him: "Can you do it?"

Yang Bin laughed angrily at him: "Don't mess around."

Song Weihua smiled and waved his hands: "He's really not messing around, Lao Yang, you don't know, this kid is now a graduate student majoring in sports medicine."

"..."

The female doctor really found him a few boxes of acupuncture needles of different sizes, and also found him a bottle of ointment and some plasters: "Combined with massage and rehabilitation training, the effect is very good. You are an athlete yourself Born and a medical student, I don’t need to say more about the rehabilitation training.”

Fu Xingtu nodded and thanked: "If there is anything I don't understand, I will contact you on WeChat."

In fact, rotator cuff injuries are not uncommon for swimmers, especially freestyle and backstroke-based athletes, and usually occur during winter training and pre-competition heavy-load training.

Everyone has a little bit of it, but the degree is different.

Ao Ling's injury is nothing in normal times, and he doesn't even need to stop training, and he will be fine after a while.

The trouble is that the competition is about to start. Although the Short Course World Cup is not an important event, it is still a world event hosted by the International Swimming Federation. It is a good opportunity to exercise before the Asian Games. Fu Xingtu does not want him to miss this event. games.

Fu Xingtu took Ao Ling back to the room, Shen Fei and Qi Yi heard the sound of the door opening, and immediately came to ask about the situation.

As soon as he entered the room, Fu Xingtu asked Ao Ling: "When did the shoulder discomfort start?"

Ao Ling didn't speak, Qi Yi answered for him: "It's just this afternoon."

How could this matter be hidden from Fu Xingtu, this kind of chronic injury has a process, it is impossible to have severe pain at the beginning.

Ao Ling said: "Two days ago, I just felt a little uncomfortable. I thought it was because the intensity of the training was a bit too high. I was too tired. I didn't expect to get injured."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier if you were uncomfortable?"

He had never been injured before, so he didn't know that a seemingly inconspicuous injury could ruin an athlete's career.

There was a little discomfort, and he thought about enduring it and passed it. As the game was approaching, he didn't want to delay training because of it.

Ao Ling looked at Fu Xingtu guiltily: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention."

As soon as he put on this innocent expression, Fu Xingtu felt that he had bullied him, and then looked at the reactions of the two people next to him, as if they were blaming himself for why he was so harsh on him.

Fu Xingtu secretly sighed inwardly, and softened his tone: "In the future, if you feel uncomfortable in your body, you must tell me immediately, do you understand?"

Seeing that his expression had loosened a bit, Ao Ling immediately nodded obediently: "Understood."

Fu Xingtu's first treatment did not go well, because Ao Ling refused to take off his clothes: "I don't want it!"

Fu Xingtu held a cotton swab and iodophor in his hand: "Hurry up!"

"No!" Ao Ling didn't know where the courage came from, and dared to shout at their director Fu, "Senior Brother Shen Fei said, my injury will heal in a few days."

Four heads protruded from the door, from top to bottom are Shen Fei, Qi Yi, Fan Yuhao and He Jiaxuan.

Fu Xingtu began to threaten and lure: "I'll let you eat another piece of chocolate tonight."

Ao Ling nodded: "Don't eat."

"Do you still want to play?"

"..."

Ao Ling didn't speak, and Fu Xingtu continued to threaten: "I'll transfer you to the team directed by Zhang when I go back."

"!!!"

Ao Ling took off his T-shirt in one fell swoop, after half a year of high-intensity training, he was no longer the skinny boy who could count his ribs at a glance.

Now he has full chest muscles, distinct abdominal muscles, and a clear inverted triangle silhouette. Standing on the starting platform, he has a perfect figure that can make countless audiences scream.

He had a heroic expression on his face, but when he saw the two-inch long needle in Fu Xingtu's hand, he immediately froze. He stood up and wanted to run, but Fu Xingtu pushed it back.

"Captain!" Fu Xingtu called Shen Fei, "Come here and hold him down for me."

"I'll come, I'll come!" Fan Yuhao was the first to rush in as he watched the excitement.

In the end, Ao Ling was held down by them, and Fu Xingtu got acupuncture.

During the period, Han Xinyan came to visit, and seeing Fu Xingtu giving Ao Ling the injection with a focused face, she started blowing rainbow farts: "It turns out that Director Fu is still a doctor now."

Fu Xingtu let out a chuckle with his nose: "Without a doctor's license, it is illegal to practice medicine."

"!!!"

I am the Seventh Prince of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, and my life is very precious. You are taking the life of a dragon, do you know that? ? ?

Unfortunately, no matter how much he roared like a dragon in his heart, Fu Xingtu couldn't hear it.

Along the shoulder joint, a circle of acupuncture points was pricked, and I twisted it from time to time to strengthen the stimulation. The strong soreness and swelling were simply tormenting.

Ao Ling didn't know why he had to suffer this crime, it was a hundred times more severe than the pain caused by his rotator cuff injury!

Seeing that he was about to bite his lower lip to the point of bleeding, Shen Fei held his head, let him bury it on his chest, and gently patted his back to comfort him: "Just bear it a little longer. Think about your game, gold medals and bonuses, and when we get home we'll have steak and pasta."

It hurts a little, but the effect is really good.Fifteen or sixteen-year-old children have a strong recovery ability. After only four days, they no longer feel shoulder pain. No matter how much they exercise, they no longer have the feeling of limited mobility.

Although he didn't have time to catch up with the two butterfly competitions, seeing Fan Yuhao and He Jiaxuan taking the first and third place respectively, Ao Ling was quite happy for them.

This bitch Fan Yuhao, even after winning the gold medal, he did not forget to show off in front of Ao Ling: "You deliberately got hurt because you were afraid of losing to me."

Ao Ling rolled her eyes at him: "You can only get a gold medal when I'm injured."

On the third day of the competition, Ao Ling finally stood on the starting platform of the 100-meter medley preliminaries.

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