Miracle Physical Therapist

The miracle of starting work earlier than usual was a busy day. While I was treating the reserved patient, I spent the rest of my morning studying specialized books on cerebral palsy.

There was a reason for him to study his books on cerebral palsy.

To find answers to the questions I felt while treating Baek Ji-hoon early in the morning.

And after hanging on, the miracle gave its own answer. And I told Baek Ji-hoon and his guardian who had resurfaced the answer this afternoon. It was shortly after I looked at Baek Ji-hoon's condition again.

“That's odd. Why don't you take the test again? ”

In response, Baek Ji-hoon rolled his eyes, and the guardian took the curiosity out of his mouth.

“What do you mean, take the test again? What kind of tests are you talking about? ”

“Cerebral palsy test. ”

“Getting your cerebral palsy tested again...... doesn't make any sense." Can you make it easier for me to understand? ”

The miracle said to the guardian who rolled his eyes because he didn't know the language.

“Jihoon is not a cerebral palsy to me. I'm asking you to get a re-biopsy on this. ”

“Yes?”

The two of them asked as if they had promised.

Honestly, they didn't understand what the miracle was saying.

It was diagnosed 15 years ago. And for the next 15 years, I've been living thinking of myself as a cerebral palsy.

So to them, cerebral palsy was an unstoppable shadow. But it's not just a cerebral palsy. It was hard to accept this.

Did they notice their minds? A miracle accompanied the explanation.

“There are some differences in the patterns that we see in cerebral palsy. Ji Hoon may have difficulty controlling the movement, but his behavior is subtly different from cerebral palsy. I don't understand that I'm getting better in the morning. ”

The guardian asked the question with a less trembling voice.

“So... Ji-hoon might not be... a cerebral palsy, right? Now?”

The miracle nods.

“Yes……. And of course, I might be wrong. I think the odds are half...... but why don't you give it a try? ”

Baek Ji-hoon and his guardian said nothing for a moment. It seems like your mind has turned to a blank slate and you have no idea. After a long time, the guardian opened his mouth.

“Well, does that make it better? Or is it getting worse? I don't know... what kind of test to take... ”

The voice of the guardian speaking like that was trembling. I was afraid it might get worse.

The case of Baek Ji-hoon was even worse. However, unlike the guardian who answers, he didn't say anything all the time. He was just looking at the sky and the earth in alternation with his unfocused eyes.

“ ……. ”

I thought about it a lot. Baek Ji-hoon, who caused a change in his visual acuity, vomited a lot of nausea.

Eventually, he got tired of Paris and quickly went to the bathroom with the help of a guardian. His reappearance was approximately 10 minutes later.

Baek Ji-hoon opened his mouth with a white face.

“Sir, I'm sorry. I feel nauseous... ”

The miracle rests on the shoulders of Jihoon without a word. Why wouldn't it be confusing? Of course, I had a lot to think about.

I would never understand that heart unless I were myself, but I still thought a miracle could understand his mind.

Miracles were tapped with strength that was neither strong nor weak. Then I said,

“If you talk to the desk, they'll give you the tests you need.... The result... I have to leave it in the sky... But what could be worse than cerebral palsy? Whatever diagnosis you're getting, it'll be better than now. Let's eat comfortably and get tested. ”

No matter what the outcome, it can't be bad. That's what the miracle said.

And that heart was delivered to Ji-hoon through a hand that touched his shoulder. Ji-hoon nods with a brighter face.

“Prosecutor, I'll take it again. Dad, can I? ”

The guardian nods without a word of concern.

“Of course. Of course. ”

That is how Ji-hoon's sword was decided.

The doctor in charge of the re-sword of Ji Hoon was a designer. Miracles tell us he volunteered, and he stepped up and retasked Ji Hoon himself.

The designee was a specialist in medicine in the nervous system divided between neurosurgery and neuromedicine, and was a leading authority in this field.

Mystery practitioners were careful and comfortable as always. Thanks to this, Ji-hoon was able to relieve his anxiety a little.

“Well, let's start with reflexes. ”

Myeongjin with an examination hammer tapped Jihoon's knee. Then Ji Hoon's leg caused a violent tremor.

“Hmm... You're very tenacious? Do you want to go somewhere else? ”

After further checking his elbows and fingers, he sat back in the chair. Immediately, a guardian's question came up.

“Sir, what do you think? ”

“Well, I'm positive…… but it's hard to say yet. We're going to do an MRI just to be sure. There's nothing you need to do, so just relax. ”

A test was carried out that would rule the fate of one person.

Jiaying.

The MRI ended quickly. However, it took some time to receive the video.

For this reason, Baek Ji-hoon and his guardian had to wait a long time. Comforting the burning insides.

While I was waiting, a miracle arrived. After his treatment, he came to see how he was doing.

And then the next moment.

“Come in, patient Baek Ji-hoon. The results came back. ”

Finally, I had the results I was waiting for.

In front of Baek Ji-hoon, the guardian, and the miracle, Myung Jin said.

“I'll cut to the chase. Baek Ji-hoon is not a cerebral palsy. ”

It's like a declaration.

On the face of Baek Ji-hoon and the guardian, I was young at the same time with anticipation and anxiety.

I feel anticipated that I am not a cerebral palsy, but on the other hand I feel anxious.

A guardian holding Baek Ji-hoon's hand tightly opened his mouth. His voice is trembling with an unseen emotion.

“If it's not cerebral palsy...... what is it? ”

Myeongjin pointed to a part of the brain in the video.

“If this goes wrong, there's a problem with dopamine production? However, Baek Ji-hoon has no problem with this area. It's just that there's a problem with the enzymes around it, and it's not delivering dopamine. ”

“Teacher, does that mean...? ”

“Let me stop with the hard explanation and make it easy for you. Baek Ji-hoon is a genetic disease called Segawa disease. ”

The guardian and Baek Ji-hoon didn't know what to do, but only looked at each other's faces.

When they first heard the word "Segawa disease," they didn't seem to have a good decision whether to be happy or sad.

But miracles were different. Knowing well about Segawa's illness, he raised his voice to the fact that he was not wrong.

“Really? Is it really the Segawa disease? ”

Myeongjin nods with a good smile.

“Yes, it's Segawa. I'm sure.”

Baek Ji-hoon, who had received a clue in the situation, intervened in the conversation late. The two of them asked at the same time in an excited voice.

“Is the Segawa disease tightened? ”

“Did it go well? ”

Of course, Segawa's disease was not a good disease. There's no good bottle in the world. Moreover, Segawa's disease was a rare disease.

However, the story was different if the target was Baek Ji-hoon who was suffering from cerebral palsy.

Compared to cerebral palsy, Segawa's disease was really nothing. Segawa's disease was a disease that could get better if it was combined with medication and physical therapy.

“It means you can walk again easily. Depending on the case, you may be judged to be cured if there is a combination of medication and physical therapy. ”

“Oh my God……. ”

Is the leg loose? The guardian sat down with the scream, "Oh, my God." Then I started pouring out hot tears with no room to dry.

“…… Argh……. ”

It was a full-grown song. At first, the guardian was pouring out tears, as if a bot had burst.

Seeing that, I thought of a miracle. Maybe these aren't just tears. Maybe it's just a sad tear of the 15-year old father who had to watch his son diagnosed with cerebral palsy.

He was pouring out tears, deep and deep, that had been eating his mind for 15 years.

“Huff-puff... Huff-puff! ”

The guardian is now running down his nose. Like a little kid who hasn't been to school yet.

But who would dare to look at this and laugh at him? seeing this man crying in his father's name.

Tears were flowing in the eyes of Baek Ji-hoon who was watching him. Tears were mixed with complex emotions such as feeling sorry for my father, sorrow, anticipation of the future, and pain of the past.

“ ……! ”

How long has it been since the clinic turned into a sea of tears? A guardian who drenched his clothes with tears and snot suddenly woke up.

And...

“Thank you very much, sir. Only this Baek Dong will serve as a savior for the rest of my life. ”

I raised a huge temple to the miracle without anyone to stop me. The startled miracle tried to erect a guardian in a hurry, namely, a pearl, but Baek Dong did not move as if it had been nailed there.

Only after satisfying myself, Baek Dong-man stood up. Then, I raised another great verse toward the Myeonghjin.

After finishing the two great feasts, the face of Baek Dong alone appeared irresistible. It seemed that I was ready to accept the current situation completely.

Only Baek Dong, who was seated to find a chair, held Baek Ji-hoon's hand. Then, the red-blooded eyes were fixed on the namesake. He seemed to ask me to say something.

It was incredibly calm. He was really showing me what a dynamic day-to-day mentality looks like for 15 years.

Therefore, Baek Ji-hoon quickly regained his stability. The warmth I felt in my father's hands warmed his heart.

In both directions, the designee made a final diagnosis.

“Let's start with dopamine therapy. taking small doses and gradually increasing if there are no symptoms. And let's look at the progress of physical therapy in parallel. I'll prescribe it for you, so take it from the pharmacy. ”

“Okay, thank you. ”

I've said a few more words since then. Meanwhile, a prescription was given through the nurse, and Baek Dong-man carefully accepted it as if it were a treasure.

Even if it was just a piece of paper, in some cases it was a more precious treasure than diamonds.

“Thank you, thank you. ”

After thanking her several times, she smiled strangely, confirming that Baek Dong-man and Baek Ji-hoon were headed to the pharmacy and the door was closed.

“Practice is for doctors. That doesn't mean anything to the dean. I'm ashamed of myself as a doctor... Anyway, sir, I admire you. ”

“Yes? No. I just suggested a re-sword because it felt different. After all, the Prelate did the diagnosis. If you feel something's wrong, it's your job to propose a new biopsy. ”

The miracle struck my hand with a fabulous look. However, the respectful gaze of the prestige of looking at the miracle did not show a hint of fading.