The Sports Healer Starting from Milan

Chapter 87 Ron-Babby's Determination

"By the way, in the NBA, don't players need team permission to leave their teams to seek external medical advice?"

Lin Mu suddenly remembered a few days ago.

He noticed an NBA rule while watching McGrady news.

"That's just what I'm saying..."

Green chuckled awkwardly.

In fact, many NBA stars have had conflicts due to misdiagnosis by team doctors.

The team doctor said you can play.

Who is responsible if someone gets injured?

Whether the team doctor's judgment is accurate or not is unknown without third-party supervision.

For the fans.

If the team has assessed the players' clearance to play, but the players still insist on not returning to the field.

Players naturally face immense public pressure.

Therefore, even if you are secretly seeking a doctor, you should find an authoritative one.

To prevent a media storm after the matter is exposed.

"I feel that basketball is more complicated than football."

Lin Mu moves freely within Inter Milan; whoever is said to be injured is injured, and Moratti is right behind him.

Mancini was sometimes dissatisfied, but he also knew that Lin Mu genuinely cared about the team.

Otherwise, Moratti wouldn't have strongly supported Linmu.

"Please speak to Hill's agent."

Lin Mu then realized that he had Ron Babby's business card. "I'll call him later."

......

Back to the hotel.

Lin Mu was just about to go to sleep when his phone rang.

"Dr. Wood, this is Ron Barbie. I have Grant's medical records with me and I'm downstairs at your hotel."

Ron-Babby's voice was urgent.

Lin Mu will be returning to Milan tomorrow.

Hill had just been injured in mid-January, in addition to some internal issues within the team.

I've been feeling a bit down lately.

Ron Babby was afraid that missing out on the Woods would be a lifelong regret for Hill.

and so.

Even without Hill's consent, he obtained the medical records from the hospital.

Just to get a positive answer from the trees.

If Lin Mu said he could cure it, he would drag Hill to Milan even if it meant pulling and pulling him.

"Then wait for me a moment."

Lin Mu changed his clothes and took the elevator downstairs.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, he saw Lon-Babby's anxious, sweaty face.

"Don't rush."

Lin Mu reassured him and pointed to the reception room, "Let's talk there."

The hotel was deserted late at night, with hardly anyone around.

The only sound in the reception room was the rustling of Lin Mu turning over medical records.

It's similar to what Green said before.

Hill's current illness is primarily an acute exacerbation of a chronic left motor hernia.

The deeper reason is the five surgeries on his left ankle.

"To put it another way, the left medial malleolus fracture with malunion, the large amount of bone spurs, and the loosening of ankle ligaments, along with traumatic synovitis, are the root causes of the patient's chain of injuries."

Lin Mu put down the medical record. "Of course, there are also some hidden injuries to his knee joint. I saw the MRI from earlier this year, which diagnosed him with meniscus degeneration and a tear, right?"

Lon Babby nodded repeatedly: "Yes!"

"So the patient's surgery needs to be performed in stages. First, I must tell you that the patient cannot be completely cured, but the recurrence rate of injury can be significantly reduced, and the professional lifespan can be extended by five to ten years, right?"

Lin Mu had just finished saying the first half of his sentence.

Ron Buffett was initially disheartened, but upon hearing the second half of the sentence, he was fully revitalized.

Laparoscopic minimally invasive sports hernia repair.

Lin Mu then checked the system.

This procedure is actually not very difficult; it is classified as a level two surgery, so the experience required to upgrade it is not much.

My current experience points are enough to level up to level four.

If it weren't for that damn New York Special Surgery Hospital messing things up.

He can directly advance to level five.

However, this technique mainly relies on the patient's ability to directly see the root cause of the patient's injury or illness.

This allows him to see the tiny tears in the hidden fascia, and he can repair all the hidden damage in one go, preventing the recurrence of the remaining tiny defects.

"The second stage of surgery mainly targets the knee joint, including repair of the meniscus and double-bundle reinforcement."

Lin Mu's eyes lit up when he finished speaking.

Ron-Babby knew exactly how skilled Lin Mu was in the field of knee surgery, especially in the two procedures he had just mentioned.

As tall as the New York Tower!

It's so high that even those arrogant Americans in the medical field have to bow down.

"The third phase targets the ankle joint."

Lin Mu yawned.

"Dr. Wood, if I may ask you another question, what is the expected recovery rate for Grant after his surgery?"

Lon-Babby became more careful with his words at this point.

How many appearances does he play each year now?

Lin Mu countered with a question.

Lon Babby said without hesitation, "He played 67 games last season, and I estimate he'll play less than 30 this season."

"A stable sixty games per season."

Lin Mu gave a conservative figure.

He hasn't seen the patient yet, so he can only analyze it from a theoretical perspective.

However, he is very confident about his knee surgery.

"Six...six...sixty games, still stable?"

Ron-Babby almost thought Wood was a fraud.

It was already quite incredible that Hill was able to play so many games last season.

Count backwards.

2001-02 season, 14 regular season games.

2002-03 season, 29 regular season games.

In the 2003-04 season, he missed a single game due to an infection.

Lon Babby originally thought that being able to consistently play fifty games would be quite good.

"So, what is the patient's condition now?"

Lin Mu thought to himself that he shouldn't waste his breath.

Hill didn't come.

Lon-Babby sighed, "Grant doesn't trust the team doctor at all."

The trees remained silent.

I'm not the team doctor, oh, in a sense, I am Inter Milan's team doctor.

Ron Babby's eyes immediately hardened. "Dr. Wood, I promise to bring Grant to Milan this week. Do you have time for the surgery in your remaining schedule?"

"I'm going to Turin on February 5th, and I won't have time until the end of the month, so it would be best to come before then."

Lin Mu twirled the ballpoint pen in his hand.

Lon-Babby glanced at it.

Why does it say "New York Special Surgery Hospital"?

"good!"

Ron-Babby took a deep breath, stood up, and said goodbye to Lin Mu, "Dr. Wood, goodbye Milan!"

After saying that, he quickly walked towards the hotel exit.

......

When the trees are asleep.

Lon-Babby drove back to Orlando overnight.

"Grant! Grant!"

He kept ringing the doorbell outside the Hill villa, completely ignoring the lights on in the neighbor's house.

"What's wrong with Lang?"

Hill walked out still half asleep. Once he was a little more awake, he said, "Is it still about that doctor? The team doesn't allow private medical treatment. If they find out, they'll just say, 'We have our own medical team.' I just want to rest quietly for a while now."

"Grant, you can't lose hope and your fighting spirit! Trust me, Dr. Wood is confident he can solve your problem!"

Ron Babby pressed Hill's shoulder and said seriously.

But Hill suddenly exploded, shaking off Cheyon-Babby's hands, his voice filled with suppressed pain.

"Hope and fighting spirit?"

"At that time, I was told that everything was fine, and I even found out that some team doctors suspected I was faking my injury, thinking I was a fucking coward who only knew how to run away!"

"Do you know what I was thinking after I was diagnosed with a fractured ankle?"

"No one can think I'm faking illness or being a coward anymore!"