Healing Doctor

Chapter 399 Rising Instead of Falling

Upon arriving at the training ground, Fan Cheng'en saw a figure running across the green field like an elf, exceptionally agile.

This is Zhao Dali.

This is Zhao Dali!

It's Zhao Dali!

Two weeks after surgery, most patients are still battling fluid buildup and adhesions in the joint cavity, making it difficult to walk normally, let alone run.

However, Zhao Dali was already running like the wind on the football field...

Fan Cheng'en's eyes widened, as if he were looking at an alien.

He had treated countless similar patients, so Fan Chengen knew very well what impact a torn anterior cruciate ligament in the left knee would have on a patient.

Because he understood, he was even more astonished.

"I strongly disagreed with Dali having to train the day after he came back. He has a torn anterior cruciate ligament in his left knee. Everyone knows this, so it's safe to say that Dali's professional career is over."

"And then?" Fan Cheng'en asked absentmindedly, watching the sprite making shuttle runs on the green field.

"I think the kid was just unwilling to accept it. And it's true, he went through a trial with Dortmund's youth team, and he had the potential to make a name for himself in European professional leagues, but it all just fell through. If I were him, I wouldn't be willing to accept it either."

Dr. Kong also watched Zhao Dali running laps, and even now, he still couldn't believe it was real.

"I held him down for three days, but then I couldn't take the child's desperate pleas. We couldn't just keep him tied to the bed, could we? So I made a tough decision and gave up the idea. People shouldn't have all sorts of ideas that are beyond their capabilities. Before the surgery, Lao Feng also helped the child find a job as a security guard, so he wouldn't have to go home to herd sheep."

"I took him to do some simple physical tests."

"But I didn't expect the static physical test..."

At this point, Dr. Kong paused, his eyes glazing at Zhao Dali with a somewhat absent-minded expression.

"How is it!" Fan Chengen asked, raising his voice.

"He's even better than before Dali got injured."

「!!!」

Fan Cheng'en knew exactly what this meant.

It's clear as it is, but I don't understand it.

How could the physical test results be better than before the surgery!

"It's impossible to get this data without training for about a month, Professor Fan, as you know."

"real?"

"Really, I can't believe it. We did some more tests on Dali and found nothing wrong. Then we did dynamic physical tests, and all of Dali's data improved to some extent from their original levels."

Fan Chengen remained silent.

That young doctor did a good job with the surgery, but it shouldn't be this good.

People who haven't exercised for a month will experience some muscle atrophy. Even with the best possible surgery, recovery will only take 2-3 months at most.

Instead of decreasing, various bodily functions and data are increasing. What the heck is going on?!

"I don't believe it either, I really don't believe it." Dr. Kong sighed. "Since then, there's been no reason to stop him from training hard, but we still control the amount. I worry every day that his left anterior cruciate ligament will suddenly rupture again."

As he spoke, Dr. Kong pointed at Zhao Dali.

"Look at how he exerts his strength. His left leg doesn't hesitate at all. It seems like he's not in any pain at all. This kid has already forgotten about his torn anterior cruciate ligament in his left knee."

Many sports heroes have had their futures cut short by a single major injury. Even if their physical functions recover to 90% of their previous level, that shadow will still hang over their hearts, causing their exertion to change from what it used to be.

Fan Cheng'en looked at Zhao Dali, who was running, and then at his left leg.

Just as the team doctor said, Zhao Dali's running posture showed no signs of incoordination; it was as smooth as if he had never been injured.

Isn't this the result I've always dreamed of?

No, this is an outcome I never even dreamed of.

I never expected that a junior doctor from the Second Affiliated Hospital could actually do it! Hybrid surgery? Fan Cheng'en's mind was filled with the scene of the surgery that day.

"I think Dali should be fine," Dr. Kong said. "Professor Fan, we've been working together for so many years, please don't be angry if I speak frankly."

"Old Kong, don't say that. I know the Second Affiliated Hospital does good surgeries." Fan Cheng'en was somewhat discouraged. He squatted on the ground and sighed deeply.

"If my skills are inferior, no matter how I explain it, people will laugh at me. But do you really think the surgery results can be that good?"

"I don't know either. Every time I have doubts, I look at Dali again. This kid..."

Just then, Dr. Kong's phone rang.

"Feed?"

"what?"

"it is good."

The person on the other end of the phone said a lot, while Dr. Kong's response was relatively simple.

"What's wrong?"

"The Dortmund youth team striker is injured and has a match in a few days. They've asked if Dali can fly there now. If he performs well on the field, he can stay!"

Dr. Kong's words carried a mixture of excitement, confusion, and strangeness.

Fan Chengen was speechless.

Less than a month after his left anterior cruciate ligament surgery, and without any systematic training, a tremendous opportunity fell into Zhao Dali's lap.

Sometimes, an opportunity is an opportunity, but whether you can seize it depends on whether you can. If he hadn't been injured, Zhao Dali would still have some hope.

But now!

Fan Chengen didn't know what to say, but he had already achieved his goal of coming to the provincial sports school.

I roughly estimated that Zhao Dali would take no more than 50 seconds to complete a 400-meter lap.

This is already the standard for a national first-class athlete.

Of course, Zhao Dali was slowing down his running; if he ran even a little faster, Coach Feng would start yelling at him.

This is too amazing! Just the fact that Zhao Dali didn't seem to have any problems with running and that his athletic ability had recovered gave Fan Cheng'en a good idea of ​​what was going on.

The surgery was indeed excellent, exceptionally good, beyond words.

"Then I'll be going now." Fan Cheng'en stood up. "Old Kong, is Dali going to Dortmund?"

"I think so," Dr. Kong said. "The match is in five days... Sigh, I just hope nothing goes wrong."

"Probably not," Fan Chengen said kindly, but he froze as soon as he finished speaking.

No way. To participate in a semi-professional league less than a month after surgery is simply a pipe dream.

Moreover, Fan Chengen was very clear about Zhao Dali's strengths; he could shoot with both feet, and his left foot was especially powerful.

The golden left foot, if used too forcefully on the field...

There are still hidden dangers. It's a pity that I can't go and watch Zhao Dali's match in person to see if he has recovered to his normal level.

Fan Cheng'en did not linger in the end, knowing that there would be no point in him staying.

He felt lost and bewildered. He had worked his whole life and yet he was outdone by a young doctor. Could there be anything more despairing than this?

(End of this chapter)