Sports Medicine Master System-Chapter 90 - 77: Guardiola, I Just Want to Leave

Inside the spacious rehabilitation room.

"Here, the location is roughly in the upper center of the deltoid muscle. It’s called the Jianyu point." Chen Yu stood up and pointed to the spot on a nearby human anatomical model.

"And here, the Quchi point. It’s very easy to find. Bend the elbow, and it’s at the end of the crease."

Chen Yu pointed out another acupoint, then walked over to the patient.

Around him, more than twenty physical therapists and rehabilitation doctors from the sanatorium, led by Pierre, had formed a circle, silently taking notes with their pens.

"Place one hand on the Jianyu point and the other on the Quchi point." Chen Yu took hold of the patient’s right arm.

This was a lean young man who seemed to be named Matthew, a javelin thrower for the French National Team.

He was over 30, a veteran athlete, and was currently recuperating here for a chronic rotator cuff muscle strain.

"Watch. Press the Quchi point with your thumb, apply pressure, then, while keeping the elbow bent, perform shoulder abduction, adduction, and rotation movements. Repeat the cycle five times."

Chen Yu lifted his arm and moved it slowly.

When he was finished, he had the man lift his arm again. "How does that feel? Can you lift it higher now?"

Matthew nodded blankly. His arm’s range of motion had been limited before, preventing him from raising it all the way. While it was still about the same now, his shoulder didn’t hurt as much when he reached his limit. He tentatively tried raising it a little higher and found it wasn’t much of a problem.

The surrounding physical therapists exchanged glances, saying nothing as they silently continued to take notes.

Chen Yu motioned for Matthew to lower his arm. "This is just one step. Next is Tui Na massage for the muscles around the rotator cuff, like the supraspinatus and teres minor, as well as the trapezius. There are several acupoints here that can relax the trapezius."

Chen Yu walked back to the anatomical model and pointed out the Jianjing, Jianzhen, and Tianzong points for the group to see.

"Massaging these points two to three times a day is very beneficial for recovery."

After a pause, Chen Yu added, "If you have the equipment for Moxibustion, you can apply it to the points I just mentioned, as well as the arm meridians—that is, the three yin meridians and the three yang meridians of the hand. This will stimulate blood circulation and alleviate pain in the affected area."

At this point, Chen Yu stopped and asked if anyone had any questions.

The group exchanged glances, and then, all at once, nearly everyone raised their hands.

Pierre, standing nearby, cleared his throat. "If your questions are about the acupoints and meridians, please just take notes for now. You can study them in detail later."

When Chen Yu had first started explaining the acupoints and meridians, the group had been thoroughly bewildered for quite some time.

The hands all shot back down at once.

’That’s right,’ they thought. ’We’ll just write it down for now and try it out later to see.’

Besides, from what they could see, the effects were real. Matthew’s restricted shoulder had clearly improved.

"Alright, next."

Chen Yu patted Matthew’s shoulder.

’Too bad I can only farm experience from massages,’ Chen Yu thought.

In truth, before coming, Chen Yu had considered bringing his acupuncture needles and other equipment, but he figured it would be a hassle to get through security, so he’d decided against it.

’Fortunately, there are a lot of patients, so I can still farm repeatedly.’

The next patient had a strained knee. For athletes, these were the most common types of problems.

Combining his Eye of All-Seeing with acupoint Tui Na massage, Chen Yu’s technique, just as when he had treated Dudley, earned a thumbs-up of approval from every patient who received it.

They spoke a variety of languages, none of which Chen Yu could understand.

While Pierre and his team took notes, the patients voluntarily formed a long line. They had all heard that a top-tier Physical Therapist had come from the United States, and everyone who had been treated by him was singing his praises.

Chen Yu had to perform the treatments, explain his methods, and occasionally answer questions from Pierre’s team. The process dragged on, and with so many people, he still wasn’t finished by evening. There were still several people waiting in line.

But Pierre felt it was about time to stop. Chen Yu had been working all afternoon. He stepped forward and announced, "Everyone, Chen will be staying at the sanatorium for the next two days. He’s very tired today, so why don’t we stop here and continue tomorrow?"

The remaining few people exchanged a look, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Chen Yu stood up and stretched. This kind of work was exhausting, but for the sake of farming experience, it couldn’t be helped.

Chen Yu had actually been thinking about training a Massage Therapist or an Acupuncturist. If they performed the treatments, he could still gain experience. ’That would be awesome.’

His gaze fell upon the departing group, and he noticed a familiar-looking back.

It looked like that Barça star he had seen earlier, the one named Josep Guardiola.

While he was thinking, Guardiola had already walked out of the rehabilitation room.

An idea struck him, and Chen Yu thought about following, but Pierre stopped him. Pierre invited him to dinner, adding that their sanatorium had the best team of chefs, capable of preparing food from every country in Europe.

Chen Yu didn’t feel it was right to refuse, so he went along.

They had British food that day. After the meal, Chen Yu’s only impression was that the wine was quite good—an authentic French red from the Rhone Valley.

After eating and drinking his fill, Chen Yu decided not to return to his hotel. The environment at the sanatorium was much better than a hotel in the city, so he decided to just stay there.

As for his luggage, Pierre had already arranged for someone to bring it over for him.

He chatted with Pierre and the others for a while longer. Around seven or eight o’clock, Chen Yu remembered his earlier thought. He asked for Guardiola’s room location and ambled off to find him.

That morning, Chen Yu had provided a diagnosis and treatment plan for Ronaldo.

Personally, Chen Yu hoped Ronaldo would choose the latter option.

He would get the reputation he wanted, and Ronaldo would get a healthy right leg.