The First People's Hospital of Beijing.
People from both the Li and Zhou families rushed to the hospital, waiting for the results of Zheng Yuan's surgery.
Zheng Yuan's mother, Li Jiaqian, rushed over and glared at Zhou Linna hatefully, pointing her finger at her nose and cursing.
"If anything happens to Yuanyuan, I won't let you off the hook."
Wang Fen was already angry when she saw her daughter's face, which was swollen from being beaten. Now that Li Jiaqian had come and was criticizing her daughter, she couldn't help but retort.
"It wasn't Lina who caused her to twist her ankle; she hurt it herself while dancing..."
"You..." Li Jiaqian was about to burst into a tirade when she saw an elegantly dressed lady walking over, and she quickly composed herself.
"Teacher Fang, what brings you here so late?"
"I was worried about Lina's injuries, so I came to check on her. What did the doctor say?"
The person who arrived was Fang Yuyan, Zheng Yuan's teacher at the Imperial Ballet Company.
"The doctor is performing surgery, but there shouldn't be any major problems. It won't affect her dancing," Li Jiaqian hurriedly explained.
Fang Yuyan smiled but did not speak.
Ten minutes later, Zheng Yuan came out of the operating room.
The group escorted the patient back to her ward. Li Jiaqian asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is my daughter's foot injury? Will it affect her dancing in the future?"
The doctor showed the X-rays to the group and said...
"If her injury is treated properly, it shouldn't affect her daily life too much. But whether she can dance will depend on her rehabilitation progress in a few months."
Fang Yuyan looked at the X-ray and asked, "If rehabilitation goes well, how long will it take?"
The doctor thought for a moment and said, "About eight months to a year. If you rush things and get injured again, you may never be able to go on stage again."
Zheng Yuan's already pale face became even more bloodless, and she looked at Fang Yuyan nervously as if she was afraid of something.
"Teacher, I will get better soon, I..."
"Zheng Yuan, you heard what the doctor said. It will take at least a year for your injury to fully recover, but the dance troupe's performances still need to continue," Fang Yuyan said coldly.
"Therefore, let the original chief remain in the position."
"Teacher, I..."
Before she could speak, Fang Yuyan coldly announced the group's emergency decision.
"As for studying with the Royal Ballet, it's no use going with your injury like this. The company will arrange someone else for you. Just focus on recovering."
“Teacher Fang, you know that Yuanyuan has been waiting for this chief position for several years.” Li Jiaqian pulled Fang Yuyan aside and persuaded her, “She will get better soon, please give her another chance.”
"It's not that I didn't give her a chance, it's that she didn't cherish it." Fang Yuyan glanced at Zheng Yuan on the hospital bed, her eyes full of displeasure.
“This incident has blown up so big that you have not only lost face for yourself, but also for the entire Beijing Ballet.”
The dance troupe's official Weibo account is now full of sarcastic remarks about professional dancers being inferior to amateur dancers.
The fact that the troupe didn't expel her directly after things got so ugly is already more than enough.
Are you still waiting for her to come back as chief? Haven't you embarrassed them enough?
As soon as Fang Yuyan left, Zheng Yuan gritted her teeth and pounded the bed in hatred.
"It's all Mu Weiwei's fault! It's all Mu Weiwei's fault!"
She's ruined all the opportunities she's worked so hard for over the years.
If I had known this would happen, I should have crippled her back then, so she could never jump again.
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