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Chapter 264 The Real World (Part 3) What exactly is reality? ...
Looking at Zhao Xiaoya's arm hanging limply at her side, Song Ce suddenly had an uncontrollable thought pop into his head—she must have dislocated her joint due to external force. Dislocations need to be reduced manually to greatly reduce the pain… Wait, what was he thinking again?
He was just a middle school student recovering from a serious illness, and he didn't even know much about basic medical knowledge. How did these strange thoughts come to mind? Just then, Chen Dingyu ran over and patted him on the shoulder. "Song Ce, what are you daydreaming about? Come on, let's go to the infirmary too."
"Okay, let's go."
Chen Dingyu nodded, muttering as he walked, "Song Ce, do you think Zhao Xiaoya's condition is serious? Let me tell you, even when my mom sprained her ankle last time, it wasn't this scary. I saw her face turn white from the pain just now!"
Song Ce gave a vague reply, but his fingers unconsciously curled up.
He could sense that the knowledge that suddenly appeared in his brain did not appear out of thin air, but was like... hidden in some corner of his body, just waiting for a certain opportunity to appear, and then they would rush out to be used by him.
Am I really only fourteen?
Before he could think it over, the group quickly arrived at the Third Medical Clinic.
The young school doctor, who was organizing medical records, saw a group of people helping the pale-faced Zhao Xiaoya in. He quickly put down the documents he was holding and came over. "What happened?"
"Dr. Sun, she's injured her arm! Please take a look at her quickly!" the PE teacher exclaimed anxiously.
Sun Yuan'an quickly helped the patient sit down in a chair and gently massaged her arm. Zhao Xiaoya hissed in pain, her eyes brimming with tears: "Doctor, it hurts so much!"
"Your shoulder is dislocated. You need to go to the hospital immediately to have a professional doctor reset it. Further diagnosis and examination are also necessary!"
Seeing Sun Yuan'an's serious expression, Fang Xiwen's face turned pale instantly. After hesitating for a moment, she stammered, "Doctor, can you treat Zhao Xiaoya?"
“Me?” Sun Yuan’an frowned and looked at her strangely. “No, the school clinic has limited facilities, and besides, I can’t reset a dislocated shoulder, so she has to go to the hospital to make sure her arm is back to normal in order to avoid any aftereffects!”
Fang Xiwen's eyes reddened, "Doctor, could you..." She didn't finish her sentence, and her tears fell even more fiercely.
Seeing this, Chen Dingyu sighed and pulled Song Ce aside, whispering, "Fang Xiwen has really gotten herself into big trouble this time!"
"Caused trouble?" Song Ce asked, puzzled.
"Yes! Her father passed away early, and her mother favors boys over girls. She only cares about her younger brother and doesn't pay attention to her at all! If her mother knew that Fang Xiwen accidentally hurt a classmate at school and had to spend money to go to the hospital, who knows how she would beat and scold her! I heard from a former classmate that when she was in elementary school, she was beaten for accidentally breaking a bowl at home and was forced to kneel at the door for more than two hours!"
Song Ce followed Chen Dingyu's gaze to Fang Xiwen, who was looking down with her head down, her hands tightly clutching the hem of her clothes, looking as if the sky had fallen, and she looked really pitiful.
"I'm...I'm sorry, Xiaoya, it's all my fault, I'm so sorry..."
Zhao Xiaoya shook her head, her voice weak, "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it, so don't blame yourself too much."
Looking at the two of them, Song Ce decisively stepped forward, reached out and grasped Zhao Xiaoya's shoulder, gently rotating it outward to its limit. When he felt a sliding sensation, he exerted a little force and used a clever trick to pull it inward!
"What are you doing, student?!"
Before Sun Yuan'an could step forward to stop them, everyone in the school clinic heard a crisp "click" sound!
This, this is...
Zhao Xiaoya was a little puzzled when Song Ce walked over, until he reached out and grabbed her arm, turning it and pulling it away. She then realized what was happening and asked hesitantly, "...Song Ce, what are you doing?"
"Okay, it's in place. Try moving it a bit, does it feel much better now?"
Zhao Xiaoya was taken aback. She tried to move her arm. Although it still hurt a little, it was much better than the way it had hurt her to death before!
"It seems... it really doesn't hurt as much anymore!" Zhao Xiaoya said in surprise.
Song Ce nodded. "Although I've already reset it for you, a dislocation can cause damage to the ligaments, cartilage, or blood vessels and nerves around your joint. Just to be on the safe side, you should still go to the hospital for a check-up!"
These words stunned not only Zhao Xiaoya and her classmates, but also Sun Yuan'an. He stood there for a full half minute before his face darkened and he quickly walked to Zhao Xiaoya's side, angrily saying to Song Ce, "This classmate, a dislocated shoulder is no small matter, it's not something you can joke about! How could you risk your classmate's life like this? If you mishandle it and damage her nerves, the consequences would be severe!"
As he spoke, Sun Yuan'an carefully examined Zhao Xiaoya's arm, pressed on several key areas, and asked, "Classmate, does it hurt here? How about here?"
Zhao Xiaoya shook her head, her expression quite relaxed. "Doctor, I don't hurt as much anymore. I only feel a slight tingling and numbness, and I can move around normally now."
"Are you telling the truth? It really doesn't hurt anymore?"
"Yes, doctor, it doesn't hurt anymore!"
Sun Yuan'an then had Zhao Xiaoya try raising her arm. Seeing that her expression was normal and that she wasn't straining herself, she turned to Song Ce in disbelief and asked, "Classmate, your... was that a TCM repositioning technique you used just now?"
Song Ce nodded and mumbled a reply, "Um...right?"
Sun Yuan'an stared at him and asked probingly, "I misunderstood you just now. But who did you learn this technique from?"
Song Ce smiled but didn't say anything.
"What, is it inconvenient to say?" Sun Yuan'an pressed.
Song Ce continued to smile.
Sun Yuan'an: "...Alright, since you don't want to talk about it, I can't force you. But you can't take such risks in the future. If something goes wrong, none of us can afford to take the responsibility!"
"Okay, I understand, Dr. Sun."
The surrounding classmates were stunned by this series of actions, and it took them a long time to come to their senses. Chen Dingyu even moved closer to Song Ce, his eyes widening even more than before, "Song Ce, you're too amazing! Did you really become a hermit master this time because you were sick?"
Song Ce chuckled, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Chen Dingyu was about to say something more when he saw Fang Xiwen walk over with red eyes and bow deeply to Song Ce. "Song Ce, thank you! Thank you so much! I really don't know what I would have done without you today!"
Song Ce took a step back and quickly waved his hand, "No need to thank me, it was just a coincidence. But Zhao Xiaoya still needs to go to the hospital to check and make sure there are no other problems."
The PE teacher, who was standing nearby, also realized what was happening. After making a call to the homeroom teacher, Li Wenzhu, he quickly said, "Yes, yes, even though it's back in place, it's still better to go to the hospital for a check-up to be on the safe side. Song Ce, Fang Xiwen, you two come with me and Teacher Li to take Zhao Xiaoya to the hospital, and while you're at it, contact the parents of both parties involved in the accident. The rest of you, don't block the infirmary, go back to class!"
Upon hearing that their parents needed to be contacted, Fang Xiwen's face turned pale instantly. Li Wenzhu, who had rushed over, learned the whole story and quickly drove them to the nearest top-tier hospital.
After arriving at the hospital, Li Wenzhu registered for the emergency room, while the physical education teacher asked Fang Xiwen to help Zhao Xiaoya sit down on a bench in the lobby.
Song Ce noticed that Fang Xiwen stood up again after sitting for a few minutes, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, and her eyes occasionally glancing up at the hospital entrance, appearing very uneasy.
Not long after, Li Wenzhu returned with the registration slip. "Let's go, there's no one in the orthopedic clinic right now, let's hurry up and go."
Upon hearing this, Fang Xiwen quickly helped Zhao Xiaoya up. Before they could leave, a professional woman dressed in OL attire and wearing high heels strode briskly toward them.
"Ya Ya, Ya Ya, how are you? Where are you hurt? Does it still hurt?"
When Zhao Xiaoya saw her mother arrive, she couldn't help but show a hint of grievance on her face. "Mom... I'm much better. It's just that my arm was dislocated, but it doesn't hurt anymore."
Zhao's mother breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the PE teacher and Li Wenzhu beside her: "Gentlemen, who hurt my Ya Ya? Did someone deliberately bully and harass her?"
Li Wenzhu quickly stepped forward and explained gently, "Xiaoya's mother, don't worry, no one bullied Zhao Xiaoya. It was just that two classmates accidentally pulled each other during PE class, which caused this..."
Before Li Wenzhu could finish speaking, Zhao's mother sneered, "An accident? So you think you can just accept your bad luck when my Ya Ya gets hurt? Teacher Li, have you thought about what will happen if Ya Ya suffers any long-term effects?"
Hearing Zhao's mother's voice rise unconsciously, Fang Xiwen froze, startled by her imposing manner. She bit her lip and choked out, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! I didn't land properly when I did the long jump, so I accidentally pulled Xiaoya..."
"It's okay if it wasn't intentional? If something happens to my Ya Ya's arm, can you take responsibility?"
Li Wenzhu smiled apologetically and quickly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Xiaoya's mother, let's talk about these things later. Let's have Xiaoya see a doctor for a check-up first to confirm the specific situation, okay?"
Zhao's mother had lost her composure in the heat of the moment, but after hearing Li Wenzhu's words, she realized that now was not the time to pursue responsibility; Ya Ya's health was the most important thing. She glared at Fang Xiwen, said nothing more, and helped Zhao Xiaoya walk quickly towards the orthopedic clinic.
In the orthopedic clinic, the doctor carefully examined Zhao Xiaoya's arm and took X-rays. After the results came back, the doctor smiled and said, "It's alright, there's nothing serious. The reduction was done very promptly and well. There's just some soft tissue contusion around the joint. I'll prescribe some blood-activating and stasis-removing spray for her. She should avoid strenuous activity recently, and she should be fully recovered in about a week."
Upon hearing this, Zhao's mother was completely relieved.
"It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright! Ya Ya, you have to be careful in PE class from now on, stay away from some of those reckless classmates, remember?"
"Oh, Mom, I'm fine now, aren't I?" Zhao Xiaoya shook her mother's arm and secretly glanced at Song Ce standing at the door. "Besides, Fang Xiwen didn't do it on purpose, Mom, please don't say that!"
Zhao's mother couldn't help but tap Zhao Xiaoya's forehead, and her expression finally softened a bit.
"Auntie, I'm so sorry. I'll reimburse you for Xiaoya's medical expenses. I'm so sorry!" Fang Xiwen bowed deeply and said with red eyes.
Seeing Zhao Xiaoya's apologetic attitude, Zhao's mother's anger subsided considerably. She put her arm around Zhao Xiaoya and sighed, "Never mind, since Xiaoya is alright, you don't need to pay for the medical expenses."
Fang Xiwen was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting that Zhao's mother, who had been so aggressive just moments before, would forgive her so easily. Her eyes reddened again, and she choked out, "Thank you, Xiaoya, thank you, Auntie! Thank you..."
"Alright, stop crying." Zhao's mother waved her hand. "Be more careful in PE class from now on, and don't be so clumsy!"
"Yes, yes... Auntie, I'll remember."
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Author's Note: [Peeking while covering face]