"Have a seat."
Chen Yu gestured for Liu Xiang to sit on the track and took off his shoes and socks.
To the touch, he could feel an extremely subtle swelling.
Under the Eye of All-Seeing, the tendons and muscle groups in his right ankle showed some changes. Looking deeper, the muscle fibers were abnormally tangled together.
"Dr. Chen, how is Liu Xiang?" Sun Haiping asked nervously, his eyes filled with regret.
He was kicking himself now. Why hadn't he pressed further when Liu Xiang said he was fine? Why hadn't he been more careful?
He should have just dragged Liu Xiang over for a proper check-up.
Feng Shuyong was also incredibly nervous.
The Olympics were right around the corner. For the Chinese Athletics Team, Liu Xiang had a very high chance of contending for a gold medal, and the significance of that medal went without saying.
If his performance suffered because of an injury, it would mean another four-year wait.
