The Sports Healer Starting from Milan

Chapter 123 European Multicenter Clinical Trial Launch Meeting

"The surgery is over."

After Professor Blaze took over and completed the simultaneous fascial flap transposition and coverage.

The worst-case scenario did not occur.

The three-day surgery went so smoothly that even Lin Mu found it hard to believe. Perhaps God felt that Hill had suffered too much and decided to add a little sweetness to his life.

Lin Mu's surgical cap was soaked with sweat.

Arthroscopic debridement, microfractures, bone grafting, ligament reconstruction, and fibular fixation.

He did all of this.

Professor Blaze came twice, once to assess the blood supply to the affected area and once to complete the fascial flap transposition and coverage.

Hill's family was already waiting outside the door.

When the operating room doors opened, Tamia rushed forward, and Kelvin Hill, holding Mira, also looked anxious.

"Uncle, is my dad better?"

Mira tilted her little face up and asked.

She smelled the disinfectant smell that she used to hate the most, but for some reason, this time, the smell made her feel comfortable.

Children can always tell who is nice to them.

Lin Mu's smile sounded tired. "Of course, but just like after a cavity is repaired, the real battle has only just begun. Your dad has to 'brush his teeth' every day to finally get rid of the cavities completely."

"I'll keep an eye on Dad from now on!"

Mira raised her hand.

Lin Mu called Tamia aside. "The surgery went smoothly. Grant will wake up soon. By the way, Grant's recovery period may be extended by four to eight weeks."

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His previous thinking was too simplistic.

Judging from Hill's current condition, if his recovery is well-managed and without too many complications, he could return to the court in eight months.

However, a conservative estimate would be nine months.

In other words, Hill's return, originally expected in September, will now be postponed to November.

Tamia didn't care. "It's okay, as long as Grant is alright. He wasted too much time before. If he can regain his health in these two months, then it would be worth two years."

"You might need to reassure Grant in this regard; it's inevitable for patients to experience anxiety during postoperative recovery."

Lin Mu continued.

"Leave it to me."

Tamia smiled after hearing this, her eyes full of confidence.

"Then you can go back to your wards first."

Lin Mu looked at the clock hanging in the corridor.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon.

The surgery took seven hours.

"I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes first. We'll go to the kick-off meeting later."

Lin Mu said to Pata.

Pata nodded. "Then I'll go get the documents first and wait for you at the parking lot entrance."

Europe is, after all, the home ground of forests.

Today he not only has to give a speech, but he also faces even more questions.

There will be three more demonstration surgeries tomorrow.

As he walked, he said, "Remember, the patient must remain in a short leg cast and cannot move for the entire duration. The ankle brace angle must be fixed at 90 degrees. Full weight-bearing is prohibited for four weeks. Record the temperature of the fascia flap area every two hours. If there is any purple or black discoloration or effusion, notify me immediately."

The nurse was frantically taking notes with her pen.

By the time Lin Mu arrived at his office, the nurse had already filled almost half a page with notes.

Lin Mu recently moved to a new office.

It's about the same size as Roberto Mochini's.

There was also a private lounge and a bathroom. He quickly showered and changed into a suit.

As soon as he pushed open the office door, he saw Anna.

Anna, who had been a little listless just moments before, was now full of energy again.

"Senior brother, I want to go too!"

Anna had changed into a smart pantsuit at some point.

Paired with a pinstripe shirt and a suit jacket, it gives off a gender-neutral professional vibe.

"It would be good to go and see for yourself."

Lin Mu did not refuse.

He was, after all, the teacher's last disciple.

Yes, Lin Mu had spoken with the teacher before and confirmed that the teacher was no longer accepting students.

Therefore, Anna became the last disciple of their lineage.

Most of my senior colleagues are engaged in research, not clinical work, and I don't know why my teacher switched to clinical work.

Lin Mu was unaware of that past, and his teacher had never told him about it.

"Let's go."

Lin Mu suddenly remembered something and asked, "Has the teacher already gone?"

"The teacher arrived at the site two hours early, saying she wanted to check the setup for you beforehand."

Anna caught a glimpse of Lin Mu's tired profile out of the corner of her eye, and pulled a sandwich from her pocket. "Senior, you haven't eaten lunch yet. Would you like to grab something to eat?"

"You didn't eat either, did you?"

Lin Mu shook his head.

Anna pulled out another one as if by magic, "I have another one!"

Lin Mu rubbed his stomach; he was indeed a little hungry.

Because I have surgery this morning.

He didn't dare eat too much, afraid he'd need to go to the bathroom during the surgery.

Lin Mu took the sandwich. "Did you make this yourself, instead of buying it from the cafeteria?"

Anna had already started eating, her cheeks puffed out, and she muttered, "I made four servings this morning, intending to eat them after the surgery, but I ended up eating two of them myself."

"Then, with this one, there will be three servings."

Lin Mu was both amused and exasperated.

No wonder Anna is so strong.

It turns out it all comes from what we eat.

Passing by the nurses' station, Lin Mu took two bottles of water, handed one to Anna, and started drinking from it himself.

Maybe I was too hungry.

It tastes much better than what you get in the cafeteria.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Pata was already waiting, and the three of them immediately set off for the venue.

The trees along the street flew past quickly.

Lin Mu swayed and dozed off, feeling like he was back in school as a child.

"Dr. Wood"

Until Pata's voice rang out.

Lin Mucai snapped out of his daze and wiped the corner of his mouth.

I actually fell asleep.

Once Stoudemire, Batistuta, Ronaldo, and others have finished treating their conditions in March, he will definitely go on vacation.

But this sentence feels so familiar.

Didn't you say that yourself in February?

Lin Mu looked up and saw the strange smile on Pata's face, then turned to look at Anna, whose expression was normal. "Was I talking in my sleep or grinding my teeth just now?"

"No, I just saw something funny, it has nothing to do with you."

Pata coughed twice. "Let's hurry to the venue."

Lin Mu raised his hand and glanced at his Richard Lange.

The blue steel second hand moves precisely, while the hour hand points to the number 17.

"There's a bit of traffic on the road."

Lin Mu thought that the journey from the hospital to the venue usually only took about 20 minutes, but today it took almost 35 minutes.

"Perhaps there are a lot of people attending the conference."

Anna explained.

Lin Mu didn't think too much about it, opened the door and went out, stretching.

It was similar to the launch event held in the United States.

But even more people came.

All the selected top hospitals from Europe and Asia have arrived.

Lin Mu went up to speak again.

However, compared to the United States, there are far fewer people questioning it.

Almost all of them were followers.

The surgical standards and evaluation system had already been established beforehand.

It's just a formality now.

When Lin Mu came down, the Japanese representative was very humble and came up to talk about relations.

The implication was that the data weight of the Asia Center was being taken into account by the forestry department.

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