The Sports Healer Starting from Milan

Chapter 117 Stoudemire

Lin Mu has performed ACL double-beam reconstruction countless times.

The whole process can only be described in two words: fast and accurate!

If it weren't for the pursuit of perfection in every aspect, Lin Mu might have broken his own record again.

Lin Mu sent Chen Zhonghe a text message to inform him that the surgery was a success.

It should be early morning in China.

To my surprise, a thank-you message was immediately sent back.

Lin Mu smiled.

I have to see two more patients today, Ronaldo and Stoudemire.

Lin Mu thought to himself, "What a coincidence."

Totti and Hill are now inseparable in the hospital ward.

The two were too lazy to go home and rest.

Anyway, you'll have someone to keep you company while you're doing rehabilitation at the hospital.

Now two more are coming, a football star and a basketball star.

If I put together a few more, I might be able to form a football team or a basketball team.

Lin Mu returned to his office and rested for a while.

He was still a little unaccustomed to not hearing the nurse's calls all of a sudden.

"Dr. Wood!"

At this moment, Cato knocked on the door, and after receiving permission from Lin Mu, he pushed the door open and came in.

Lin Mu covered his forehead.

He had completely forgotten about it.

"Sorry Cato, I've been really busy lately, but the locator is finished. I demonstrated it to the students a few days ago."

Lin Mu said.

"This is actually quite good."

Cato used to admire Lin Mu quite a bit, thinking that Lin Mu was really good at keeping his composure and was a business genius.

But the result was that they forgot.

However, Cato believes he admires Linmu more.

Because of Lin Mu's focus on medicine.

They knew perfectly well that they could use the locator to earn more money than most people could earn in a lifetime.

But he still focused all his energy on medicine.

"Then you can let the students use it for free..."

Cato explained his plan.

To be honest, Lin Mu didn't understand it very well either, as there were too many technical terms involved.

Just like when he told Judy's parents about Judy's illness.

But Lin Mu knows that professional matters should be left to professionals.

He also trusted the people sent by Mr. Moratti.

After all, Moratti has a lot of money; Inter Milan spends tens of millions of euros to buy a single star player.

Even if your own GPS tracker sells well all over the world, how much money can you make from it?

Send Cato away.

Lin Mu then went to the conference room to discuss Hill's surgical plan with his colleagues.

Compared to sports hernias and knee problems.

Hill's left ankle is in terrible shape.

He had previously undergone five major surgeries, including nonhealing talus fracture with bone grafting, bone spur removal, and ankle joint alignment correction.

He also had a potentially fatal MRSA staphylococcal infection.

Hill currently has loose ligaments on the lateral side of his left ankle, extensive scar adhesions, and degenerative changes.

"I've decided to use the modified Brostrom technique for this surgery."

Lin Mu pointed to the imaging data and said, "The patient has repeatedly sprained his ankle and undergone surgery. The anterior talofibular ligament and calcaneofibular ligament have been stretched and scarred, losing their elasticity. Simple suturing cannot meet his movement needs."

Someone raised their hand and asked, "Dr. Wood, minimally invasive surgery is too difficult, why not choose open surgery?"

"The patient has a history of staphylococcal infection, and open surgery could easily damage the blood supply to the ankle skin."

Lin Mu had already thought of this.

No one asked any more questions; they just discussed it in hushed tones.

"I'll get to see that improved technique again."

"To be honest, it's not that difficult, but the idea is absolutely brilliant!"

"Dr. Wood is amazing."

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Hearing the doctors' praise for Lin Mu, Anna's lips curled into a smile.

"If there are no problems, then that's settled."

Lin Mu arranged for a nurse to prepare Hill for surgery.

Not long after.

In Totti's hospital room, Hill sat in a wheelchair, and the two were watching a basketball game.

Hill's expression was grave.

Because during the time he was away from the United States.

The Magic made significant changes, trading Cato and a first-round draft pick for Darko Milicic and Carlos Arroyo from the Pistons.

As for Hadaway...

This veteran spent the first six years of his career with the Magic, achieving remarkable accomplishments such as being selected to the All-Star team four times and helping the Magic reach the NBA Finals.

He was abandoned.

He became a casualty of the Magic's move to offload a large contract.

His dream of playing for his old team again was shattered.

Hill's thoughts were in turmoil.

After the Magic traded Hardaway to the Suns in 1999, Hardaway never regained his form as a top player in the league and continued to struggle with knee injuries.

He played 4 games for the Suns, averaging only 2.5 points and 2 assists per game.

If I leave the Magic, will I also fall into a slump?

Hill was somewhat downcast.

Totti patted Hill on the shoulder. "There's no point in doubting yourself. Believe in Wood, and believe in yourself. When you go back to America and take down those bastards, I'll go to the World Cup and win that damn World Cup trophy!"

As Totti spoke, he casually tossed his hair back, revealing his sculpted, perfectly shaped face.

Just then.

Lin Mu, who had just entered, couldn't help but chuckle at the sight.

"Grant, you're scheduled for ankle surgery tomorrow. Here's the detailed procedure."

Lin Mu handed over a list.

"How effective is the improved technique?"

Hill couldn't help but ask.

"Francisco should know this."

Lin Mu nodded towards Totti.

"I feel like once I recover, I'll be able to kick a long-range shot that goes straight through the goal!"

Totti gave a thumbs-up and said, "Grant, when you get back on the court, you'll definitely shatter the backboard!"

Hill nodded, both amused and exasperated.

Fine.

Although in 1979, Daryl Dawkins shattered the backboard in two games, forcing the league to replace it with reinforced glass.

Modern backboards are very difficult to break with a dunk.

Unless you're like Shaquille O'Neal, using your weight to knock down the backboard.

Hill's worries vanished completely.

"By the way, Grant, that player named Amaré will be arriving in Milan soon."

Lin Mu said casually.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Stoudemire was wheeled into the ward by a nurse. "Grant, you were a beast in Detroit, but now, I don't think you can dunk on me."

Hill's eye twitched.

Although I know that Stoudemire is like a naughty child on a normal day.

You can hear these words.

Hill still felt a little unsure how to put it... she probably felt uncomfortable.

He couldn't be bothered to argue with Stoudemire and turned to Totti to talk about his daughter.

However, a few images flashed through his mind.

Back in his prime, he dunked on many opponents.

But since his ankle injury in 1999, he has never taken to the skies again. Occasionally, when he sees old videos, he wonders if that powerful man was really him.

Stoudemire touched his nose somewhat awkwardly.

He knew he often spoke without thinking, but he swore he didn't mean to mock Hill.

"Alright, take the patient to get tested first, I'll be there in a bit."

Lin Mu gave Stoudemire a way out.

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