The Sports Healer Starting from Milan

Chapter 121 Grant Hill's Second Surgery

The meal was quite enjoyable.

Before leaving.

Isinbayeva turned to Lin Mu and said, "I will win the gold medal at the Beijing Olympics."

Lin Mu was somewhat puzzled upon hearing this.

It's important to know that the Beijing Olympics wouldn't start for another two and a half years.

However, he still smiled and nodded, "I believe you."

"Good luck at the World Indoor Championships!"

Anna also swung her fist.

2006 3 Month 10 Day.

Perhaps the US acted too quickly, forcing Italy to follow suit.

Lin Mu was informed that the launch meeting for the European multicenter clinical trial of ACL dual-bundle reconstruction would be held in three days.

I heard some pretty good news this morning.

Lin Mu's smile never faded, and Hill felt relieved to see it, thinking that today's surgery was going to be a success.

Totti and Stoudemire were also there.

The former pointed to his ankle, "I bent mine at a 90-degree angle, and Dr. Wood was able to treat it, so don't worry about your little problem!"

Stoudemire kept his head down.

He remembered his father, who trafficked drugs to support his three brothers.

When he was a child, he often woke up in the early morning to find his parents nowhere to be seen, and he often wondered where they had gone.

Until he learned what drug trafficking was.

One morning when he was 12, he woke up and didn't see his father. People told him that his father was in the hospital.

He went.

Outside the operating room.

Until the light went out and the doctor said "I'm sorry," he learned for the first time what parting meant.

Of course, nobody cares how a drug dealer dies.

Only he cares.

When he learned that his father had died of a family heart disease and that he had been in the freight business before his death.

He was both sad and relieved.

"come on."

Stoudemire's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.

Hill heard this. He knew Stoudemire was strange; when he joined the Suns, he was required to undergo a mental test.

He can understand.

Because there are many players in the NBA who did not have happy childhoods.

"Thanks."

Hill nodded slightly.

Seeing the harmonious scene among them, Lin Mu smiled with satisfaction.

They might be bitter rivals on the field.

It can be done in the hospital.

They actually share the same identity.

Lin Mu focused his mind and entered the system interface [Ankle Ligament Repair Technique: Lv4: 50/250]

[Ankle Ligament Repair Surgery: Lv5]

[Osteotomy for fracture malunion: Lv2 (147/150)]

[Osteotomy for fracture malunion: Lv4 (1/250)]

Lin Mu also upgraded his "Ankle Ligament Repair Technique" in the morning, bringing another level 5 technique to its maximum level.

A vast amount of knowledge flooded into my mind instantly.

He had previously made improvements to the brostrom technique, and now he has a lot of new ideas.

"Medicine has progressed too fast in recent years."

Lin Mu knew that besides the system, he had seen too many advanced technologies from a future perspective.

This allows him to make more innovations in today's era.

Complex situations like Hill's.

On the surface, it appears to be surgery on the left ankle, but in reality, it involves a combination of multiple procedures.

Therefore, he also upgraded the "fracture deformity healing osteotomy".

The 400 experience points I had accumulated were gone in an instant, but having experienced the Turin Winter Olympics and earned over 1,000 experience points, I didn't feel too bad.

Originally, they also wanted to focus on spinal surgery in the United States.

It now seems that things will have to be postponed for a while, because the problems with his ankle are more numerous than he had imagined.

in the ward.

Hill was taken out for a checkup, while his family remained there.

When Lin Mu performed Hill's first surgery, Hill's wife, Tamia, was unable to come because she was taking care of the children and stayed in Orlando.

She brought her daughter to Italy this time.

Four-year-old Mila was still quite naive; all she knew was that her father was sick and needed to see a doctor.

It's like when I sometimes indulge in too much food, like eating too much ice cream.

"Uncle, are you Dad's doctor?"

The rice stretched out its little hand, inside which was a piece of candy.

She had given one to her father earlier so that it wouldn't hurt when he got the shot.

Now let's give one to Lin Mu too.

She wanted Lin Mu to help her father get better as soon as possible.

"Thank you, Mira."

Lin Mu took the candy, unwrapped it, and put it in his mouth.

Hmm... orange flavor.

The taste is not bad.

"You'll see your healthy dad soon."

Lin Mu smiled.

"Dr. Wood, thank you for your help."

Tamia, Kelvin Hill, and Ron Babby all spoke.

"Don't worry too much."

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Lin Mu comforted him.

However, his words had no effect.

All three opponents knew that the root cause of Hill's current predicament lay in his left ankle.

Those injuries that are considered difficult to treat by elite orthopedic surgeons in the United States.

Fracture malunion, old damage to multiple ligaments, extensive cartilage damage... it's so complex it's terrifying.

How could they not be worried?

Tamia's eyes were filled with worry; in a sense, she didn't want Hill to continue playing.

It's good for the family to live happily together.

But she knew perfectly well how devoted Hill was to basketball.

Hill, who was once the man "all the mothers in America wanted to marry their daughters to," did not actually bear the heavy burden of being "Jordan's successor."

It was his love for basketball and his unwillingness to accept his fate.

So Tamia never mentioned it, but silently supported her from behind the scenes.

But she also knew.

If Hill's surgery fails again, what a blow that will be to her.

She may never see her spirited husband again in her lifetime.

Wait until Hill returns.

"This is Professor Blaze from the Microsurgery Department of our hospital. He will be performing scar tissue reconstruction on you today."

Lin Mu introduced the middle-aged man next to him.

Professor Blaise's bald head gave patients a sense of security. He greeted them with "Hello."

Hill had been informed by Lin Mu beforehand.

After consulting with multiple parties, they decided to add scar tissue reconstruction to the ankle surgery.

The scar fibrous plate that has lost its blood supply to the lateral malleolus is removed, and the local subcutaneous fascia is transposed to cover the surgical area, thereby improving the blood supply to the soft tissue.

This falls under the category of medium to high difficulty in microsurgery.

Lin Mu is technically an orthopedic surgeon, although he can upgrade other surgical procedures.

Unfortunately, I had no experience.

The only solution is to ask the head of microsurgery for help.

"Don't worry, the fascial flap transfer technique was already well-established in the 1990s. The only thing to watch out for during the operation is your history of MRSA infection."

Lin Mu said.

Professor Blaze smiled. "Wood, I've heard you have a talent for neurosurgery and endocrinology. How about giving it a try in my microsurgery department?"

Microsurgery is still in its infancy globally.

If San Rafael Hospital weren't a top-tier hospital, it probably wouldn't even be able to afford microsurgical equipment.

Professor Blaze was able to become the head of a department at San Rafael.

The skill level is self-evident.

Lin Mu had heard that Professor Blaze was researching ultra-thin perforator flap surgery.

He had learned about this technique before he traveled through time.

It can preserve muscle and deep structures, avoid motor dysfunction, and reduce donor site complications.

It's a god-tier skill for high-demand athletes.