"Yes, Miss. Song. Just like that, gently raise your knee," The physiotherapist, Dr. Long said as she was helping Jia with her treatment and exercises.
She pressed her palm on the back of her knee and frowned. "I can feel a little swelling there. With your previous sessions at Beijing, the swelling should have gotten reduced. Did you do any physical activity recently?"
Jia touched her chin thoughtfully. "I just had my morning walk, that's all."
"For how long?"
"An hour?"
"..."
Dr. Long lacked tears to shed. "Miss. Song. With such an injury, you cannot strain your leg that hard. It will never recover at this rate."
"But I am used to walking in the morning…" she awkwardly grinned.
"Your leg needs rest, not a walk. I mean you can walk for some fresh air but not for up to an hour!" She shook her head.
Jia suddenly felt a chill at her back that gave her the familiar creeps.
No…
