Chapter 15
Chapter 15
In the few days since receiving the offer, Shen Qingyuan has already studied most of the section on back injuries in the book "Orthopedic Rehabilitation".
She's an orthopedic surgeon, and the surgical and rehabilitation departments work more collaboratively. In terms of practical skills, she's not familiar with many details, so last-minute cramming might be helpful.
The knowledge points were not unfamiliar to her, after all, surgery and rehabilitation are under the same medical system, and Shen Qingyuan had a good foundation, so she picked it up quickly.
Besides general knowledge, she also studied the latest research papers at home, looking for new, faster, and more cost-effective treatment techniques. After all, medicine is advancing rapidly, and after being unemployed for almost half a year, she felt a little inferior, afraid of being left behind.
The high-speed train pulled into the station, and the group disembarked and walked through the turnstiles. A group of fans, having caught wind of it, still came running. From afar, someone shouted: "Su Liao! It's Su Liao!"
Then, like a black cloud, the group of people rushed over quickly...
Fortunately, Ye Chuyang has been popular for several years and has already gained a lot of experience in "fighting".
They walked through the VIP entrance and hurriedly squeezed into a van parked in the underground parking garage, as if being herded into a trap.
Once in the car, Xiao Chao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a relaxed tone, "Thankfully, there weren't many fans today."
This...isn't enough?
Shen Qingyuan didn't look closely, but judging from the rumbling sound, there seemed to be a dozen or twenty of them.
Shen Qingyuan suddenly became curious about the world of celebrities, "Are there always so many fans when you go out?"
She used an old term: fangirl/fanboy.
Who still uses this now?
Xiao Chao was taken aback for a moment, "Sister Chen, do you not read entertainment news much?"
Shen Qingyuan: "I don't really care."
Xiao Chao shrugged and said meaningfully, "Don't worry, you'll see in time."
In a fleeting glance, Shen Qingyuan noticed that Ye Chuyang's complexion was normal, but perhaps due to the long journey and his back injury, he looked tired and didn't seem to want to talk much.
When Shen Qingyuan arrived at Ye Chuyang's hotel, she discovered that the room was equipped with a shockwave therapy device, a three-dimensional traction bed, and an infrared therapy lamp. These items did not appear to be newly purchased; they seemed to have been used for some time.
Xiao Chao explained, "Yang Ge was injured in the last film, and we couldn't delay the filming schedule, so we had to buy all these instruments, hire a physiotherapist, grit our teeth, and continue filming while receiving treatment."
As expected, he was physically exhausted, and by the end of filming, he couldn't move his legs, so an ambulance had to be called.
Xiao Chao recalled Ye Chuyang's past hardships and bitterness, to the point that even bystanders would feel heartbroken. Although that profession might be lucrative, the suffering involved is something not everyone can endure.
"What happened to the previous physical therapist?" Shen Qingyuan immediately grasped the key point. "Why didn't you continue using him?"
"Well..." Xiao Chao suddenly felt strange. He hadn't heard Yang Ge say anything bad about the previous physiotherapist. How come a new one was replaced after just one trip back to his hometown?
He glanced at Ye Chuyang inquiringly, but the other party didn't react.
Xiao Chao had no choice but to improvise, "Brother Yang thought it wasn't very good, the technique was just so-so, so that's why we invited Sister Chen to come, you're definitely better than the last one!"
Soon, Xiao Chao realized that this one might not be better than the previous one. Because Shen Qingyuan asked him where the instruction manual for the physiotherapy device was.
However, Dr. Shen had one good point: he didn't panic at all. He simply opened the instruction manual and started studying the buttons on the instrument without any hesitation.
Xiao Chao was a little flustered, but Ye Chuyang was quite relaxed, holding a thick script, rolling his wheelchair to the small coffee table by the window in the living room to start reading, without showing any sign of panic.
Since the person involved was so calm, he had no objections.
Furthermore, Xiao Chao observed that the two seemed to have a familiar tacit understanding, with little formality between them. Normally, newly acquainted work partners would feel somewhat unfamiliar and awkward with each other, but they were different.
Of course, at that time he didn't know that the other person was a high school classmate.
Shen Qingyuan fiddled with it for two hours. The small treatment device wasn't too complicated to operate. By referring to the instruction manual, she was able to understand most of it.
There was one thing she wasn't sure about, so Shen Qingyuan took out her phone, checked the time, hesitated for a few seconds, and then sent a WeChat message.
The other party was Zhao Li, a colleague of hers from the rehabilitation department at Jicheng Hospital. He had a fairly good relationship with Shen Qingyuan before and they had even eaten together in private.
Around 5 o'clock, Zhao Li returned a voice call.
Shen Qingyuan composed herself and answered the call solemnly.
"Dr. Shen, Dr. Shen, it's been a long time! How are you?!" Zhao Li's voice was very warm.
Shen Qingyuan: "I'm fine, Zhao Li, thank you for your concern."
After saying this, there was a moment of silence. It's a major taboo for adults to speak too intimately with casual acquaintances, so although Zhao Li was intensely curious, he held back out of politeness.
Shen Qingyuan was actually quite grateful to Zhao Li. It was only natural that people would forget about someone after they left, but she didn't expect Zhao Li to still be willing to return her call.
"Zhao Li, I'm really sorry to bother you so suddenly," Shen Qingyuan said carefully, "If it's convenient for you now, could I ask you a few questions about operating the physiotherapy device?"
"Of course!" Zhao Li said. "Dr. Chen, you changed hospitals? Why are you using a physiotherapy device now?"
It's no big deal to reveal a little about my recent situation, Shen Qingyuan said frankly: "I'm kind of a private doctor. I'm just starting to learn how to use these instruments and stuff, so there are many things I don't understand."
Zhao Li said enthusiastically, "Oh, that's great! Private doctors are paid much better, much better than the miserable public hospitals!"
Shen Qingyuan couldn't manage a smile. Fortunately, they were separated by radio waves, so she didn't have to force a smile.
"I'll still be the same as always, going to the same jobs at the same time. I guess I'll be living like this for the next twenty or thirty years..."
Zhao Li suddenly realized something was amiss; it seemed... a bit boastful. With the economy in a downturn, who wouldn't want a stable job these days?
"By the way, Dr. Shen, what instruments don't you know how to operate? Tell me, and I'll teach you right now!" She immediately changed the subject.
Shen Qingyuan explained what she didn't understand, and Zhao Li, being a professional, immediately knew what the problem was and quickly explained it to her. Shen Qingyuan compared the explanation with the instrument and the instruction manual and soon understood.
Finally, Zhao Li politely told her to ask any new questions she might have and not to hesitate to ask.
Shen Qingyuan was naturally very grateful, and the two even made a promise that they would treat Zhao Li to a meal when Shen Qingyuan returned to Jicheng.
It's uncertain whether this agreement can be fulfilled.
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The next day at lunchtime, during the shift change, Zhao Li gossiped with his colleagues for a bit.
"Do you remember Dr. Shen from the surgery department? She contacted me yesterday."
Which Dr. Shen?
"Shen Qingyuan, the one who left half a year ago!"
"Huh? Her??? She's not..." The colleague hesitated, then, remembering that it was a public place, looked around.
As luck would have it, Dr. Sun Zhi from the orthopedic surgery department was sitting at the next table. He had dealt with the rehabilitation department a few times, so Zhao Li and the others knew him.
Fortunately, the staff canteen was noisy, and everyone was busy with their own things, so no one really cared what anyone was saying to anyone else.
"Why does Dr. Shen want to see you?"
"Could you please teach me how to operate the physiotherapy device?" Zhao Li said. "He's a private doctor now, and I reckon he's making quite a bit of money."
"Isn't she a surgeon? How come her work is almost the same as our rehabilitation therapists now?" a colleague asked curiously, her mood suddenly becoming secretly a little better.
There's a hierarchy of contempt everywhere, and rehabilitation therapists are in the lower middle of this hierarchy, while surgeons are definitely at the top.
People who were originally at the top suddenly fall to the middle or lower levels, even if it's just to the same level as them, it's enough for some people to feel secretly pleased.
That's human nature.
"I don't know, it would be good if she could find another job, after all..." Zhao Li hesitated, then changed the subject, "Never mind, let's not talk about her anymore. That massage parlor you recommended last time was pretty good, let's go together next time we're off..."
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Ye Chuyang's hotel room had a small treadmill and elliptical trainer, along with physiotherapy equipment and miscellaneous daily necessities, making the originally spacious room feel a bit cramped.
Xiao Chao tidied himself up. As expected of a young man in his early twenties, he showed no signs of fatigue from the long journey.
This is a suite. Originally, no one lived in the small room next door, but later Ye Chuyang injured his back and needed help getting up at night, so Xiao Chao moved in.
Xiao Chao was carrying two large bags of things and was walking towards the next door when he suddenly stopped after taking only two steps.
Who will live in this small room in the future?
Shouldn't a private doctor live nearby for easy care? Ye Chuyang also has times when he wakes up in pain at night, covered in sweat.
Xiao Chao still remembers that time; he was flustered and wished he could call 120 immediately. If there were doctors there, everyone would feel more at ease.
"Brother Yang, should Dr. Chen's things be placed in the small room next door?"
Ye Chuyang and Shen Qingyuan were both stunned for a moment.
Ye Chuyang put down the script, and Shen Qingyuan also stopped studying the traction bed.
Seeing their stunned expressions, Xiao Chao also paused for a moment. After a few seconds, he suggested somewhat hesitantly, "Um... Brother Yang sometimes experiences back pain at night. If Dr. Shen lives in the small room next door, he could help with treatment."
Of course, that also means he doesn't have to worry every night and can finally get a good night's sleep.
Ye Chuyang thought about it for a moment, and it seemed... not entirely impossible.
Just thinking about Shen Qingyuan living next door... just one door away, I feel inexplicably blushing and my heart is racing. What's wrong with me?
However, reason told him that this plan was not feasible.
Paparazzi and obsessive fans are everywhere and leave no stone unturned. If they were to discover that a woman was staying in Su Liao's room, even if she was a doctor, it would probably cause a huge uproar.
Moreover, what's wrong with Xiao Chao today?
So much talk!!
One minute she's complaining that he doesn't like reading, that he's carried a book in his pocket for three years and still hasn't finished it; the next minute he's arranging his own accommodation.
The child has grown up and is now independent!
"no--"
Shen Qingyuan and Ye Chuyang said in unison.
Xiao Chao scratched the back of his head, glanced at Ye Chuyang's face, then at Shen Qingyuan, and said awkwardly, "I just wanted to make a small suggestion. Brother Yang, Sister Shen, you're busy, just pretend I didn't say anything!"
Then they quickly slipped away.
Ye Chuyang sensed the awkward atmosphere and turned to observe Shen Qingyuan's expression.
It was quite calm. Very Shen Qingyuan.
Ye Chuyang said, "This kid is a bit brain-dead today, Dr. Chen, don't mind him." It's like when a child gets into trouble, the parents step in to deal with it, and they scold their own child first.
"Has your back still hurt at night these past few days?" Shen Qingyuan suddenly asked.
"Well, occasionally," Ye Chuyang said honestly, "It's much better than when I was first injured."
Shen Qingyuan said professionally, "Then, if it's convenient, give me a room key. If it hurts again, just call me!" Finally, she added, "You don't have to force yourself to endure it."
She was on night shift; back when we were residents, we all took turns working night shifts.
Ye Chuyang felt a strong sense of warmth and care.
When he was injured, he was also terrified, afraid that he would be paralyzed for the rest of his life. If that were the case, what would be the point of any success or wealth?
He was anxious, and those around him were even more anxious, as they all bore the consequences, including the investors' fortunes and lives. So they could only grit their teeth and persevere.
Finally, someone told him, "You don't have to force yourself to endure it."
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After a long day of travel, Ye Chuyang's back pain worsened, and by evening all he wanted to do was lie in bed.
Thinking about having to attend a script meeting all day tomorrow, Ye Chuyang sighed, feeling a bit daunted.
It seems that when people have the opportunity to be pampered, they become less resilient.
Shen Qingyuan, who was adjusting the shockwave therapy device, noticed his mood and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ye Chuyang looked at her, "The vacation is over, time to start work. It's a bit like Monday blues from school days. You good students probably don't have this kind of Monday blues, right?"
Shen Qingyuan smiled and said, "It's all the same. The brain is naturally inclined to laziness. However..." She paused and pondered, "Having work to do proves that you are still needed by this society, which is something to be thankful for."
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the light of day was gradually dimming, until the last rays of golden light shone in.
Shen Qingyuan adjusted the treatment frequency and energy of the treatment device and had Ye Chuyang lie face down on the bed.
There were only the two of them in the room, so Xiao Chao went to the next room to tidy up.
Shen Qingyuan skillfully lifted the clothes off his back and put on disposable medical gloves.
"Is it here? Does it hurt here? Is it worse on the left or the right?"
Through a thin layer of plastic gloves, her fingers gently slid along his back.
The atmosphere was a bit strange, and Ye Chuyang felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
"Hmm..." The spot where his fingers had touched felt a little itchy. He shifted slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position. "Probably there."
After all, it was her first time operating the physiotherapy device, and the shockwave itself was destructive to the human body, so Shen Qingyuan confirmed it again and again.
Shen Qingyuan placed the treatment head on his affected area and pressed the start button on the screen.
The machine emitted a piercing noise. Ye Chuyang was already used to physical therapy and didn't feel anything. After the treatment, he slowly sat up and watched Shen Qingyuan put the machine away.
Shen Qingyuan, on the other hand, was so nervous that her forehead was sweating and her hair was wet.
Her face was also a little pale.
Logically speaking, Shen Qingyuan isn't a medical student who's just started her internship, so why is she so nervous?
Ye Chuyang had a vague feeling that something was wrong. Ever since he first met the busy Shen Qingyuan in Chenyang, he had had this feeling that something was off.
Later, at a class reunion, when he arrived at the door of the private room, he happened to overhear Shen Qingyuan talking about how she had no plans to go abroad, and that she had already left the hospital in Jicheng and could no longer help anyone.
That kind of occasion was certainly not suitable for asking in detail. Of course, even in private, given the superficial relationship ten years ago, it wouldn't be appropriate to rashly pry into someone's privacy ten years later.
But now, things seem a little different.
They became partners in a team. She cared about his illness, helped him recover, and was careful and dutiful. So, perhaps he could also be curious about her, harboring a little bit of concern?
Thinking of this, Ye Chuyang could no longer suppress his curiosity and blurted out, "Shen Qingyuan, why did you leave Jicheng?"
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