The Sports Healer Starting from Milan

Chapter 109 A Phone Call from the Suns

Chapter 108 A Phone Call from the Suns

February 2006 had only 28 days.

3 month 1 day.

The dragon raises its head.

Lin Mu got a haircut at the barbershop next to the hospital.

Tony somehow made his hair look thicker.

Lin Mu was very satisfied with this.

Back in the office, I wrote a paper on "Modified Brostrom Technique for Lateral Ankle Ligament".

Lin Mu is preparing to publish it in AJSM.

Because compared to the other two well-known orthopedic journals, JBJS and CORR.

The AJSM is more authoritative in the fields of arthroscopy, ligament reconstruction, and sports injuries, and has a higher acceptance of modified surgical techniques related to ligament reconstruction.

Until around 10 a.m.

Lin Mu didn't hear the nurse Mary's voice.

He felt a little out of place.

He got up and went to Hill's office.

As soon as I reached the door, I could vaguely hear Hill and Ron-Babby talking.

Vague words like "The Magic have agreed" and "They're going to buy you out and then sell you" entered Lin Mu's ears.

"Sorry to interrupt your chat."

Lin Mu knocked on the door.

He was really embarrassed standing at the door, unsure whether to leave or stay, so he decided to just come in.

Lang-Babby saw Lin Mu's angry expression instantly turn into a smile.

"Dr. Wood, please have a seat!"

Ron-Babby even placed a chair next to the hospital bed, then casually said to Lin Mu, "The team didn't want to buy out Grant and pay his full salary before, since Grant had commercial insurance. Keeping Grant would give them a free roster spot with an expiring contract, and it wouldn't affect the team's rebuilding process. But now..."

In fact, Ron-Babby felt that Hill was at a disadvantage because Hill had to bear most of the costs.

Moreover, it doesn't have a good reputation.

But as long as it brings me a healthy body.

I'd rather not have any amount of money!

Lin Mu didn't quite understand the complex contract terms of the NBA.

He returned to his regular job. "Grant's recovery is going much faster than expected. His ankle surgery can be done a week earlier, and I think the overall recovery period will be shorter."

Upon hearing this, the two couldn't help but look at each other, both seeing the ecstasy in the other's eyes.

Actually, leaving the Magic isn't so bad.

"By the way, Grant, have you decided which team you want to join?"

Lin Mu asked casually.

"We don't know yet."

Although Hill said this, there was no confusion in his tone.

The confidence that he once had as Jordan's successor seems to have returned.

He believes that as long as he is healthy.

He can achieve good results no matter which team he joins.

However, he also had requirements.

That means the team needs to have a high level of medical care.

The overall tactics need to be tailored to your own style, but they also can't be the kind that involve grinding out positions and stubbornly holding on defensively.

This has a huge negative impact on the body.

"By the way, Wood, have you ever thought about opening a private clinic in the United States?"

Hill suddenly realized.

If only Lin Mu could be his personal doctor.

What's there to be afraid of?

"Maybe in the future."

Lin Mu shrugged.

Upon hearing this, Hill's smile widened, his pearly white teeth practically mirror-like.

Jingle Bell!

A cell phone suddenly rang in the ward.

The three of them simultaneously reached into their pockets, only to find it was a call from Ron-Babby.

"The Phoenix Suns?"

Ron-Babby repeated, puzzled.

Why would the Suns call me? Do they want to sign Hill?

"How did you guys know Grant had surgery in Milan? Damn it, those bastards from the Magic are spreading rumors everywhere!"

"Amaré-Stadermaier?"

"You said you wanted to see Dr. Wood, huh? Let me ask him if he'll take the case."

After finishing speaking, Lang-Babby looked at Lin Mu, "Dr. Wood and the others would like to consult you."

Lin Mu himself couldn't help but laugh.

He said he wasn't busy this morning.

He reached out and took the phone from Lang-Barbina.

"Hello there."

"Hello Dr. Wood, this is Aaron Nelson from the Suns' medical team. One of our players is in a rather urgent situation, so I'm contacting you this way..."

Aaron Nelson, far away in the United States, was also helpless.

The Phoenix Suns' medical team is arguably in a league of its own in the NBA.

But Amaré-Stadermaier's situation is too complicated.

Last October, I suffered a microfracture of my left patella. Postoperative conservative treatment plus routine arthroscopic debridement did not completely repair the bone surface and soft tissue.

Complications appeared in March of this year.

The patient has persistent joint effusion, synovial hyperplasia, and aseptic inflammation in the left knee. Repeated aspiration and anti-inflammatory treatments have been ineffective.

To make matters worse, Stoudemire was forced to change his power exertion posture for an extended period of time.

This triggered compensatory patellofemoral pain syndrome in the right knee.

The injuries to both knees were linked.

The Suns' team doctor could only recommend a rest and recovery plan.

Wait for the inflammation to subside on its own.

But they heard that Hill had fallen out with the Magic in order to go to Milan for Lin's surgery.

Keep in mind that this is Hill, who once said, "If I have to have surgery, I'd rather retire."

They just wanted to give it a try.

If forests can solve Stoudemire's problem.

So even if the season is still over, it's worth it as long as the stubborn knee problem can be cured.

"Send me your medical records so I can take a look."

Lin Mu couldn't make a judgment before seeing any cases.

After hanging up the phone.

Lin Mu asked, "Is this person very powerful?"

Hill gave a strange look.

"He's quite childish."

Ron-Babby provided the answer: "But it really is impressive."

Lin Mu seemed to be deep in thought.

In the sports world, people like Hill are actually a minority; most people have a childlike personality.

"Then you should get some rest."

Lin Mu hadn't even left the ward when the nurse came again.

"Dr. Wood, a patient has been transferred from the UK with a severe sprain of the ligaments in his right ankle, grade II, with a partial tear of the ligaments but no fracture."

The nurse described the patient's condition in one breath.

Lin Mu thought quickly.

It's safe to assume that this is another player who wants to recover before the World Cup.

Then I have to accept it.

Lin Mu estimated that he could gain several thousand experience points by the time the World Cup was held.

For a grade I sprain, conservative treatment is the first choice.

Surgery, specifically ligament repair or reconstruction, will only be considered if the ligament is completely torn, i.e., a grade III tear.

Moreover, it's probably too late for surgery now.

"Take me to see the patient."

Lin Mu soon saw the patient, Wayne Bridge.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Because Bridge had an old injury in his ankle, he picked up his medical record and flipped through it.

really.

Bridge suffered a serious ankle fracture last year.

Now that's a bit of a problem.

The conservative treatment plan must be perfect.

Lin Mu suddenly realized that Bridge looked familiar; he seemed to have seen him in that report before he traveled through time.

I just can't remember.

"Mr. Bridge, you will need about eight weeks to recover. You can start sparring in early May."

Lin Mu gave the other party a rough timeframe.

"Yes, Paul recommended me to you. He said your level is very high."

Bridge made a mental comparison.

It was indeed a shorter recovery period than the British doctors had predicted.

Just then, his phone rang; it was his national team teammate, Terry, calling.

"Wayne, Vanessa is very worried about you..."

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