Sports medicine starts with the Sun Miracle Doctor

Chapter 30 Hardaway’s agent

"If I'm the fastest, I should be able to come back on the weekend. And during the two days I'm away, you have to strictly implement my recovery plan and remember to take pictures. I'll check it out when I get back."

Chen Yu retracted the needle and then warned Hill.

In two or three days, Mayo's affairs should be settled.

Hill nodded dumbfounded: "Chen, why are you more verbose than Tamiya? Don't worry, I will execute your recovery plan meticulously, because it is indeed very useful, and I feel very good now."

In the summer, Hill also found a professional trainer for rehabilitation training for his ankle injury.Naturally, he came into contact with the top trainers in the United States.

But Chen Yu's recovery plan was completely different from theirs. It was so detailed that it could even specify an action, what angle it should reach, and how many seconds it should last.

And what’s particularly amazing is that every time after doing it, Hill always has the feeling that his energy has just been used up, just right.

The most important thing is that the effect is immediate. Hill can feel that his condition is getting better every day.

"By the way, don't worry about what the media says, just rest in peace and recover." Chen Yu thought of the media report again.

Brown suggested reminding Hill, and Chen Yu himself felt the need to remind Hill.

When you are injured, you should devote yourself to recuperating and don't let outside comments affect your mentality.

"Understood." Hill made an OK gesture and sent Chen Yu out.

Chen Yu planned to drive directly to Jacksonville.

The total distance is just over 200 kilometers, and the drive only takes three hours.

If you take the train, it may take five or six hours.

In the VIP ward of the Mayo Clinic.

Kenan McArdle, who was only 185cm tall but as strong as an ox, took a pen and wrote a line of twisted letters on a football, "To dear little Jamie."

"Thank you Mr. McArdle, this must be the best Christmas present ever."

The blond nurse took the football and was very excited.

McArdle smiled absently.

The blond nurse noticed this and said softly: "Mr. McArdle, don't worry, Dr. Chen, the doctor Dr. Wash invited for consultation, is very powerful. He knows a very magical Eastern therapy."

"You know, he is the basketball star Grant Hill's personal doctor. It only took him 24 hours to reduce the swelling of Hill's sprained ankle and diagnose the cartilage injury. It was simply a miracle, even for us. Mr. Swenson took the initiative to invite him to work in our hospital."

"By the way, he also cured my constipation."

McArdle raised his eyebrows: "Is it really that powerful?"

The blond nurse nodded vigorously.

At this time, the middle-aged white man sitting on the other side of the hospital bed, leaning against the window sill, using a handheld computer to send and receive emails, turned his head and interjected: "You mean, this Dr. Chen is Grant Hill's personal doctor? "

The blond nurse nodded.

Just as he was talking, Wash came in with the resident doctor for rounds.

The blond nurse didn't dare to say anything anymore and hurried out.

After a simple ward round, Wash smiled and said: "Don't worry, Kenan, Dr. Chen is already on the way and will be there soon. If everything goes well, you will definitely be able to catch up with the game against the Cleveland Browns on the 3rd next month." Contest."

McArdle smiled bitterly: "It's best that way."

Last year, they were still the American League Central champions, but this year, it was like seeing a ghost, and their record was a mess.

After playing 12 games in the regular season this season, they only won 4 games.

Theoretically, they still have the possibility of making it to the playoffs, but these remaining games are very crucial, so he is eager to come back.

At this time, the middle-aged white man who had been sitting next to him stopped Wash.

"Dr. Wash, can we have a word?"

Wash nodded and came outside the ward. "What's wrong Mr. Boston?"

The middle-aged man in front of him, wearing a brand new white shirt and looking like a Wall Street elite, is McArdle's agent, Kevin Boston.

In the NFL agent circle, he is not an unknown person. The PSP agency he and his brother founded is a first-class agency.

Boston said: "I am more interested in the Dr. Chen you are talking about. I heard that he is Grant Hill's personal doctor. Under his diagnosis, Hill also diagnosed cartilage damage. So how did Hill treat it later? of?"

Wash hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Yes, he was the one who discovered Hill's cartilage damage. He is also responsible for the subsequent treatment. I heard from him that he is recovering well."

"Oh?"

Boston's eyes lit up and he didn't ask any more questions. He smiled and said thank you, then turned and entered the ward.

He asked a question without a clue, which made Wash mutter in his heart. Could it be that there are still players in Boston with damaged cartilage?
Returning to the office, Wash turned on the computer and searched for relevant information.

Recently, Wash wanted to engage in a project to study whether acupuncture therapy can be applied to the treatment of bones and joints.

So she is interested in potential cases.

This search also allowed Wash to find it.

Only then did Wash know that Kevin Boston was blossoming on both sides, not only in the NFL, but also in the basketball field. He also had business.

The famous Penny, Anfernee Hardaway, is his contract player.

And just last week, this ill-fated guy only played 4 games and was injured again.

"Cartilage removal?"

Wash frowned. According to media reports, Hardaway injured his left knee again at the end of last season, and then underwent surgery to remove the damaged cartilage.

After a summer of recovery, he is now injured again, and his recovery is obviously not ideal enough.

His problem happened to be cartilage damage.

It's no wonder that Boston specifically asked about Chen Yu's situation.

Just as she was thinking about it, a nurse came over to inform her that Chen Yu was here.

Wash stood up hastily.

"Chen, I'm sorry for making you come so far." Wash and Chen Yu hugged gently.

Chen Yu carried his bag and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. I would like to thank you if you can introduce the patient to me. Let's go and see the patient first."

Arriving at the ward, Chen Yu saw McArdle.

Although he had already watched the movie, Chen Yu still had a shocking feeling when he saw it with his own eyes.

It's a miracle that this guy can still stay active.

"Chen, there's only one week left. I have an important game. Can you really let me return to the field?" McArdle looked at Chen Yu nervously.

Chen Yu didn't speak, but first glanced at Boston next to him.

As soon as I entered the door, this guy kept looking at me.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Yu said: "Actually, I personally suggest that for the sake of your career, you should rest for a while before considering returning to the game."

He now only has swelling caused by a sprained knee, but his foundation is poor. If he returns to the game in such a hurry, the risk of injury is too great.

"No." McArdle shook his head firmly: "Doctor, you know, the team needs me, and we have to fight for the Super Bowl together, so I must return to the field and fight with my teammates."

"Do you understand fighting?"

McArdle raised his right hand, made a fist, and hammered his chest, as if playing a war song.

Chen Yu frowned, sorry, I really don’t understand.

(End of this chapter)