Champion’s Heart

After Zhou Yi learned from Cortana that he was the slightest condition of a muscle strain, he felt suddenly in a bright mood, and then he got up from the sofa.

But he was held by Cortana: "What are you doing?"

"Go rest, rest..."

"Do you think you will do nothing, and a slight muscle injury will automatically get better?" Cortana asked.

"Isn't it?" Zhou Yi asked back. "Not a serious problem..."

"No matter how slight, you are now considered an injury. The next step of minor injury is torn muscle fibers." Cortana looked at Zhou Yi coldly and said.

"Uh..." Zhou Yi dared not get up. "Then what should I do?"

"After the game yesterday, did you feel any discomfort on the ice?"

"No……"

"Are you taking a cold bath or a hot bath?"

"Cold water, this is cold water."

Since being suggested by Kotana to help the body recover with cold water during the youth team, Zhou Yi has now developed the habit of cold water bathing. Whether it is the cold winter or the hot summer, he is always taking cold water showers. Even soak in cold water.

Cortana finally nodded and motioned for Zhou Yi to slowly get up from the sofa and sit on the dining chair.

Then she squatted in front of Zhou Yi, let Zhou Yi slowly move her right thigh, and lifted it up to make a bicycle-like shape.

"Stop when you feel pain." Cortana said to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi did it slowly. When he felt uncomfortable, he stopped decisively.

"Stretch gently and gently within this range, each time for ten seconds, and repeat ten times."

Cortana said, Zhou Yi did it.

While Zhou Yi was doing it, Cortana got up and opened the refrigerator in the kitchen, took out the ice cubes, and packed them tightly in a plastic bag.

At the same time, a roll of plastic wrap was taken out of the drawer.

After Zhou Yi did it ten times, Cortana squatted down and placed the ice pack on the wounded part of her, and wrapped it tightly in a circle with plastic wrap.

Zhou Yi hissed and inhaled all the time, and Cortana inhaled once.

Finally wrapped up, Zhou Yi felt that the place that was tightly attached to the ice block was almost unconscious...

"How long will this ice be applied?" he asked.

"Twenty minutes." Cortana replied.

Zhou Yi looked down at the layers of shiny plastic wrap on his left thigh, and suddenly felt like he was wrapped in ham...

"How do you know this injury should be treated like this?" he asked.

"I studied sports medicine." Cortana replied.

Zhou Yi remembered this, so he was even more curious: "I've been wondering, you hate athletes so much, why do you still need to learn sports medicine? Isn't it necessary to deal with athletes?"

"I like it," Cortana replied stiffly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it." Zhou Yi pouted and said to the back of Cortana who had turned away. "But thank you anyway! If you were there, I might tear it."

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During the day of rest at home, in addition to taking a rest, Zhou Yi underwent restorative treatment under the guidance of Cortana.

In addition to a painless stretch and ice pack, Cortana also massaged Zhou Yi.

For the first time, Zhou Yi found that Cortana’s massage technique was very good, and she did not lose to the physiotherapist in the club’s team. He realized that Cortana was a very powerful person...

In the words of Cortana, as long as this very slight muscle strain recovers well, and usually pay attention to prevention, it will not become the recurrent stubborn disease that Zhou Yisuo fears.

However, although it is slight, Zhou Yi has to inevitably miss at least one league. Because he takes five days to carry out normal training, before that he can only do some aerobic exercise, and the exercise intensity can not be large, to avoid pain.

And ice pack and massage are also essential.

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After Cortana's treatment, Zhou Yi felt that his muscles were tightening significantly reduced at night.

This makes Zhou Yi ecstatic-as a player, the biggest worry is injury. Therefore, Zhou Yi frowned when he found that his muscles were not right. If there is no Cortana, he knows nothing about it, and may delay the timing of treatment, and then go to the team to train normally the next day, until...the muscle fibers are torn.

Now Cortana has solved most of the problems for him. Although he still can't participate in the normal training the next day, he doesn't have to be absent for too long.

So in order to express gratitude to Cortana, Zhou Yi specially made a special gift for her.

Then before going to bed, he knocked on Cortana's door.

"Why?" Cortana looked at Zhou Yi standing at the door and asked.

"Uh, I'm here to thank you." Zhou Yi put his hands behind his back.

"You said it in the morning."

"I know, so it's not just thanks." Zhou Yi took out his hand behind his back, and in his hand, pinched a piece of paper, a piece of a4 paper that was cut into an isosceles triangle, and two waists The edges are also covered with many small triangles, which are jagged.

There is a small hole on each side of the upper end of the paper, and the two small holes are worn by a rope.

Two lines of black on the white paper with a pen and seconds, and... German.

The words on the right are actually translated into Chinese as "Miao Shou Hui Chun", and the words on the left are "healer's heart".

These two sentences are the most striking, and at the same time, a small line is written in German in the upper right corner: "Gift to Cortana."

In the lower left corner is the presenter's payment and date.

"This is... what the hell?" Cortana looked at the paper in Zhou Yi's hand for a few seconds, and then asked with a confused look.

"This is a pennant, a custom in our China." Zhou Yi took his homemade "pennant" and said to Cortana very seriously. "When the doctor is well, the patient will give the doctor such a pennant. However, I have limited conditions and can only use paper instead. The real pennant is made of red flannel, and the words above are all Golden……"

Cortana re-examined the paper in Zhou Yi's hands, relying solely on Zhou Yi's language description, it was really difficult for her to imagine what the so-called "pennant" should look like...

But if it is what she sees now, she feels more like the handwork of elementary school students.

"That's just the slightest case of a strain injury. Without me, if you go to the club tomorrow, the team doctor will help you deal with it. And the treatment is the same as mine." Cortana feels that Zhou Yi has a big problem, she is not too Determine whether Zhou Yi is mischievous...

"Of course, but who knows what would happen if you delay one day more? In short, you helped me. So I want to thank you." Zhou Yi handed the pennant, and Cortana would not take it back without him.

Seeing his firm attitude, Cortana reached out and took the paper.

"Okay, I accepted your gratitude." She said.

"Okay, good night." Zhou Yi also said goodbye to Cortana and turned back to her room.

Cortana turned his head to watch him go back, then closed the door, and she leaned on the door frame to think about what had just happened.

Then he wouldn't rush out with his mobile phone to take a picture of himself unexpectedly? A pitiful and funny picture of myself holding this "pennant"...

But Cortana waited for a minute, and Zhou Yi did not come out of it again.

Is he serious?

Cortana looked down at the pennant in her hand, really... very simple.

She picked up the gratitude and turned into the house. Sitting at the table, she put the so-called pennants on her desk.

At first, she just put it there randomly, but after a while, she picked it up and looked at it again under the yellow light of the desk lamp.

Although the material is very simple~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It seems like a child's play. But if you look closely, you can see the pencil marks on the white paper, looming along the "sawtooth" edge, obviously Zhou Yi has drawn the outline in advance, and then cut it according to...

Looking at those boldface characters, the outlines are carefully outlined and filled in again.

The material is really simple, but each part of this simple material is not simple, or Zhou Yi made a lot of effort, and it was not drawn for mischief.

So he really wanted to thank himself.

I thought that the Chinese boy would make this "pennant" on the table in strokes to thank himself for the sake of thanking himself... It felt like the child's first birthday card drawn by his mother.

Very naive.

But it is also cute...

Cortana looked at the pennant in her hand and smiled.

Silly cute.