Ye Qian's words were akin to the edicts of a god that resonated in the mind of the coach and the rest of the team.
"Yes sir, this time I will make sure that my friend doesn't even stretch for three days," Fu Yao said as if he was promising it with his life.
The young man didn't dare to take the risk again and this time even if it meant that he would have to make his friend unconscious by hitting him, he would not feel bad.
The moment Yu Feng's body had turned still, it was he who had felt as if he was the reason behind his friend's condition.
Only if he had warned Yu Feng, maybe his friend wouldn't have to face it once again.
"I will do my best to get Yu Feng a break of a few days from the school for him to rest and also ask his family to keep an eye on him to not do any exercises."
The coach said with a serious look on his face.
He didn't dare to make Yu Feng even come to school fearing that the young man might face the same condition and this time it would be blamed on him.
Meanwhile, as the two promised, the young man lying on the stretcher moved, his eyes flinching as if he was feeling some pain all over his body.
After a few more minutes, the young man opened his eyes only to see a dozen pairs of eyes staring at him.
Some belonged to his teammates, a pair to his coach, and then there were a few doctors which he could discern from their attire.
'Wait what?'
His brows raised high and he tried to sit up but he was having some trouble doing so.
He vaguely remembered that this was the same thing he had felt in the morning at the school gate and even now.
As soon as the door opened an elderly-looking figure walked out and one of the doctors present called out.
"Teacher!"
The doctor was the one who had called his teacher a while ago wondering if Ye Qian was the same magical doctor about whom his teacher had talked a few days ago.
He had almost thought that his teacher was trying to mess with his mind by telling him some made-up story, but being someone who had also gone through Mr Wang's report, he couldn't believe that a young doctor might have cured it within a few minutes.
But now seeing the methods of the miracle doctor with his own eyes, there was no way that he wouldn't believe it even if one were to smack him and tell him that it was all fake.
"Hello Mr Ye, perhaps you might not remember me..."
However much to his surprise, his teacher simply ignored him and walked to the young man, leaving him in tears.
'It was I who called you and you were still not believing me and now look at you...'
"We met in Mr Wang's place," Ye Qian simply added.
"Indeed, we met at Mr Wang's place," the elder doctor grinned realizing that Ye Qian hadn't forgotten him.
Of course, compared to him, Ye Qian's awe-inspiring skills in medicine were like a comparison between a newbie who had barely started crafting and someone who had mastered the skills, where he was the newbie.
Although it would be quite hard for someone with an ego to work as a high-position doctor for a few decades but being someone who always thought that there was always someone better than you, the doctor was willing to accept his inability and learn more.
"May I ask what is Mr. Ye doing in our small hospital?" the doctor asked, shocking everyone present around.
Who was he, a doctor who was also the board member of the hospital group, and yet here he was, giving so much respect to a young man who didn't even look half his age.