Sports medicine starts with the Sun Miracle Doctor

Chapter 86 Lore
"Oh, why didn't you get in?"

Behind her, Lexie let out an unexpected sigh.

Chen Yu also had a face full of regret, as if he could hear countless fans sighing in the stands.

At this critical moment, even one point is extremely important.

On the court, Kobe maintained his shooting posture and was stunned for three seconds before lowering his arm.

A star is a star.

Kobe took a deep breath, quickly shook his shoulders, and reached out to catch the ball again.

Hold your breath and shoot the basketball steadily.

Enter!
Without celebrating, ignoring the cheers from the stands, Kobe turned around and ran away silently.

There are still 34 seconds left, and there is still a chance to win.

But at this moment, both Iverson and Hill had smiles on their faces.

Finally, got the lead.

Although it is only 1 point, it is enough.

At this last moment, whoever has the lead will take the initiative.

Iverson dribbled forward, and Kobe, who wanted to make up for it, stepped forward to follow the defense before halftime.

If this ball cannot be guarded, it will be even more troublesome.

But it is too difficult to intercept Iverson's ball.

It took a full ten seconds for Iverson to dribble the ball across half court.

Throwing the ball to Hill who responded, he suddenly started and rushed out.

Hill was not in a hurry to attack and pressed for time. When there were 8 seconds left in the attack time, he passed a ground-breaking pass to Iverson.

"Don't let him in!" Adelman shouted from the sidelines.

Kobe opened his arms, stared at Iverson, and growled: "Come!"

From the beginning, his only target was Iverson.

The entire audience subconsciously held their breath and watched the two men duel.

This is probably the goal that determines the outcome of the game.

The basketball danced in Iverson's hands, and he moved, trying to make a sudden move.

Very fast, he also has the fastest first step in the league.

But Kobe was just as fast and took a small step forward to block it.

But at this moment, Iverson pulled back. He twisted his body and turned his back to face Kobe. The basketball in his right hand was also hidden in front of him and disappeared from Kobe's sight.

Kobe's heart skipped a beat and his center of gravity quickly shifted to the right.

This guy is going to go to the right.

However, his prediction was wrong. The back move was also a fake move. Iverson was as light as if he had no weight. He just turned around like a dragonfly, then quickly turned the ball on the ground and pulled the face frame backward.

The space to take action has been released, and there are only three seconds left in the attack time.

Iverson jumped up and shot the basketball without hesitation.

Kobe was shaken by and tried his best to pull his body back to jump, but he could only watch the basketball slipping from his hands.

He quickly turned his head and looked around.

That basketball, under the illumination of the overhead lights, just plunged into the basket.

3 points!
Kobe's heart suddenly sank into the sea.

This goal killed the game.

Iverson landed, his right arm still raised in a shooting posture, and then his open palm retracted and turned into a fist.

Holding it tightly, as if telling everyone, look, I said I can win.

The entire stadium was in a state of excitement as the ball was scored.

"MVP!"

The cheers of MVP echoed in the arena like a roaring tsunami.

Chen Yu subconsciously covered his heart, feeling his mouth was dry.

It's so thrilling!

time out.

There are just 11.2 seconds left.

The score difference is 4 points.

"Don't panic, there's still a chance." Adelman grabbed the tactical board and glanced at the few guards in the West.

Kidd, Kobe, Finley, Payton.

Who should be given the chance to make the final crucial shot?
Kidd was the first to rule out.

Although Payton throws a lot of three-pointers, his shooting percentage of about [-]% all year round is really not enough.

Adelman's eyes finally fell on Finley.

He seemed to have a 4% three-point shooting percentage last season.

But at this moment, Kobe suddenly said: "Coach, let me shoot. Trust me, I can shoot."

Adelman glanced at Kobe.

Is it a question of believe it or not?
If he remembers correctly, you averaged 2.2 three-pointers per game last season, but your shooting percentage was only 31.9%.

I dare not vote for you at this level.

But when their eyes met, Adelman was stunned. Those eyes were so determined, confident, and eager to win.

After pondering for a moment, Adelman said: "You are the second choice."

With that said, he started to make arrangements for the final shot.

The shot needs to be quick, there is still a chance if a foul is committed.

After laying out the tactics, Adelman was also in disbelief.

The All-Star Game is played like this, who dares to believe it.

Pause ends.

At this moment, almost no one could still sit in their seats. They all stood up involuntarily and looked nervously at the arena.

Everyone started running, especially Finlay.

But Hill followed closely.

Obviously, Brown guessed who would make the crucial shot.

In fact, there is no need to guess. Of the four guards in the Western Conference, only Finley can shoot three-pointers.

Duncan silently counted the time. If he didn't serve, it would be too late.

He spotted Kobe from the corner of his eye and made a bold long pass to Kobe.

McGrady immediately pounced on him, sticking very close to the ball and not giving Kobe a chance to take action.

"Beware of fouls!"

Brown yelled nervously on the sidelines, fearing that McGrady would be fouled by Kobe.

But it is already late.

Kobe pretended to get up, lit up the highly nervous McGrady, and then immediately jumped up and leaned on McGrady.

Almost at the same time, with his strong waist and abdominal strength, Kobe threw the basketball while his body was falling.

This was a low ball with a very tricky angle, but it bounced straight into the basket as if it was equipped with laser guidance.

The whistle sounded at the same time.

3 plus 1!

The entire stadium was silent for a moment and then burst into incredible cheers.

Kobe clenched his fist with his right hand and shouted to the sky.

On the sidelines, Jordan began to applaud.

All the celebrities around him, including Ronaldo, also applauded.

Especially Ronaldo, who was holding his heart and looking like he couldn't bear it.

Chen Yu also applauded silently.

Needless to say, this shot was even more exciting than the finals.

On the court, Kobe proudly walked to the free throw line.

This time, he didn't miss another shot and hit it steadily.

The score was tied once again.

Eastern pause.

Only 5.8 seconds left.

The momentum is a bit low.

Everyone thought they were sure to win.

Brown frowned. The All-Star Game shouldn't go into overtime.

At this moment, Hill patted Iverson on the shoulder and smiled: "Wait for me to pass the ball to you and then kill the game, you will be the MVP."

He didn't remember how many points Iverson scored, but it seemed to be almost 30 points.

In the decisive game, no one can take away Iverson's MVP.

Iverson nodded, his eyes as calm as the abyss.

Looking at this situation, Brown no longer made arrangements. They were all top stars. Leave the last 5 seconds to them.

When the timeout ended and ten people walked onto the court, the entire arena was as oppressive as the silence before a volcanic eruption.

Even several referees felt a bit of pressure.

Crawford took a deep breath and threw the ball to Antonio Davis.

Everyone is running.

Kobe followed Iverson closely. He had a strong intuition that the last shot must be Iverson.

The ball was finally delivered.

It's Hill!
The moment he caught the ball, he dribbled the ball behind his back and nimbly passed Finley and rushed to the inside.

At this moment, whether it was O'Neal or Duncan, almost everyone's attention was on Hill.

Seeing Hill jumping up, O'Neal had already jumped up and decided to give Hill a big hat.

But at this moment, the basketball in Hill's hand disappeared.

He passed it on.

Not Iverson, but McGrady.

There was no one around McGrady on the wing.

Everyone thought, even Kobe, that the final shot in the Eastern Conference would only select Hill and Iverson.

Who would have thought that Hill actually passed McGrady.

Even McGrady was stunned for a moment when he caught the ball.

But his body's instinct made him jump up without hesitation. At that moment, he thought of Hardaway's silent guidance and the hard work he put in practicing shooting.

The basketball is dropped.

Time also slowly returns to zero.

Everyone's attention was on the basketball in the air, watching it plunge into the basket.

in!

Lore!

The next moment, the entire arena was boiling like a volcano erupting.

Hill, Iverson, Mutombo, and everyone on the bench rushed over excitedly.

Won!

Although this was just an All-Star game, the final quarter was played to such an extent that everyone felt like they had won the finals. "Grant, you lied to me."

Iverson jumped up and down excitedly, but gave Hill a thumbs-up: "It was just a beautiful pass."

Hill smiled and said nothing.

In fact, he wanted to pass it to Iverson, and he believed that at this moment, Iverson could kill the game even if Kobe Bryant was on guard.

But at that moment, he saw McGrady in the open space.

He thought about the previous goal, which was McGrady's defense that allowed Kobe to score 3 plus 1.

If the Eastern Conference loses the game because of this, Tracy McGrady will be the background when all media talks about this game in the future.

This may hit McGrady.

So Hill passed it to McGrady, and he asked McGrady to kill the game with his own hands and fight back.

Fortunately, McGrady didn't show any mercy.

In contrast, everyone in the west looked depressed.

But after fighting like this and still losing, no one was dissatisfied.

O'Neal looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, and then said to Duncan next to him: "Damn it, I actually won $[-] from Chen."

Duncan was stunned for a moment, thought blankly, and said, "Then you're done."

O'Neill nodded with deep understanding, he felt the same way.

On the sidelines, Lexi looked at the field blankly, turned around for a while and asked, "Did you lose?"

Chen Yu nodded, but didn't care.

The Eastern Conference can win, especially if McGrady completes this buzzer beater in the end. If he loses, he will lose.

Chen Yu saw Olajuwon standing up to applaud in the front row and walked straight over.

"Hakim."

Facing Olajuwon's confused look, Chen Yu said: "You have two choices now. One is to be reimbursed for the next season. Go directly to Phoenix with me, then undergo surgery and recover for a summer. I can make you return completely healthy. Arena.”

"Either you can wait until the end of the season and then receive treatment, but the time will be tighter and it may only be able to restore 70.00% of your ability."

The health mentioned here is of course not the peak state of his youth.

He is old after all.

All Chen Yu can do is to do his best to relieve the pain he is feeling.

Then there is the second option. If the Rockets do not make the playoffs this year, treatment will start after the season ends in late April, two months later.

"So how do you choose?" Chen Yu looked at Olajuwon.

Olajuwon hesitated and said with a wry smile: "Although I really want to be selfish, I still choose the second option."

Chen Yu smiled and nodded, knowing this would be the result.

"See you in the summer." Chen Yu turned and walked away.

Olajuwon nodded vigorously: "See you in the summer."

In the applause of the audience, Iverson relied on his astonishing performance of 31 points to receive the AMVP trophy from Stern as expected.

Deserved.

Reporters gathered around Iverson, who was holding the trophy and grinning happily.

"I want to thank Shaq, he inspired my fighting spirit." Iverson said without a clue.

There were many reporters surrounding Hill.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Hill's organization and connection are indispensable for the Western Conference to win.

Of course, there is also Tracy McGrady who won the game.

Not far away, Carter looked at Maddie quietly, sighed, and turned to leave.

Chen Yu actually wanted to go over and have a few more words with Hill and McGrady, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

gone.

But when he turned his head, he bumped into Ronaldo.

"Chen, this is so exciting!"

Ronaldo was extremely excited: "I used to think that basketball games were nothing to watch. Scoring so many points in one game was nothing like football. But now, I changed my mind. You know, at the last moment, my heart almost jumped out of my head." ”

Chen Yu took Lexi's arm and said, "Then you'd better take it easy. After returning to Phoenix tomorrow, prepare for the surgery."

Ronaldo was stunned for a moment and nodded vigorously.

He has been waiting for this operation for more than half a month.

Or St. Luke's Hospital.

A conference room in the hospital.

Reporters gathered.

Chen Yu introduced Ronaldo's surgery through the projector.

"This time, the main thing is to repair his torn patellar ligament." Chen Yu introduced the operation process.

This is the biggest problem.

The next step is to clean up the loose bodies in the knee and polish and repair the cartilage that is covered with scar tissue.

Patellar tendonitis and cartilage do not require surgical treatment.

There is also his congenital trochlear dysplasia, which Chen Yu is not prepared to deal with.

It's not easy to handle either.

It's simply not a big problem. After all, we've been here for so many years. If there was no problem before, there won't be any problems in the future.

"Finally, it's time for the operation. It's expected to be performed by me and Dr. Wash on the 16th of this month." Chen Yu pointed to Wash on his left.

For such a major surgery, Chen Yu still invited Wash to perform the flying knife.

In fact, anyone can be an assistant.

The main reason for inviting Wash is to invite Julianne along the way.

For such an important surgery, it would be better to be more European.

After introducing the issue of the postoperative recovery period, Chen Yu ended the press conference.

"Chen, his ligament recovery is actually pretty good. Are you really sure you want to repair it again?" Wash couldn't help but ask after the press conference.

After arriving in Phoenix yesterday, she carefully studied Ronaldo's medical records.

To be honest, the recovery was not ideal enough.

But cutting off the ligaments and re-repairing them still felt a bit excessive.

Chen Yu couldn't explain the real reason and said: "Believe me, if he wants to have a completely healthy ligament, this is the only option."

After saying that, he asked again: "What, you don't want to do this surgery?"

"That's not it?"

Wash shook his head, Ronaldo, World Footballer, what doctor wouldn't want to do this kind of surgery for a big VIP client?

"Okay, I trust your judgment." Wash said no more. She trusted Chen Yu's medical skills.

In the next few days, Chen Yu focused entirely on Ronaldo.

This time, Chen Yu prepared two gold-level treatments.

In the previous 39 surgeries, unfortunately, none of them achieved diamond-level results.

But I got 2 gold-level healing effects.

Once for ligament repair and once for cartilage repair.

This is the best choice, and there is no time to apply the diamond effect on Chen Yu.

Time soon came to the 16th.

Chen Yu rushed to St. Luke's Hospital early.

Park the car and walk to the inpatient department.

Looking up, Chen Yu suddenly found that hundreds of people gathered in the open space next to the entrance in front.

There were also reporters, so densely packed that the whole area was completely occupied.

"it's him!"

The next moment, someone in the crowd shouted.

Everyone turned their heads.

The next moment, everyone rushed over with a roar.

Chen Yu was startled, should he run away?
Simply, nothing happened.

The first person rushed to Chen Yu and shouted excitedly: "Chen, please, you must cure Ronnie."

Not just him, everyone is saying similar things.

Chen Yu was a little confused and could only nod stiffly.

"Then can I leave first?" Chen Yu asked tentatively.

Everyone present moved out of the way.

Chen Yu kept smiling and walked through the crowd vigilantly.

"Chen, come on!"

Someone behind me shouted.

Chen Yu stiffened, turned around, nodded, and quickly entered the inpatient department.

All the way to the ward.

"Massimo, what's going on below?" Chen Yu asked Moratti who was present.

This old man had tested himself before.

"Those fans?" Moratti grinned: "They came spontaneously to pray for Ronnie."

Chen Yu cursed secretly, thinking that it would be weird if I believed you.

No matter how fans chase stars, they can still travel thousands of miles to the United States at their own expense?
joke.

There is a high probability that it was sponsored by Moratti, a rich man.

Really idle.

Then look at Ronaldo on the bed.

Ronaldo was holding his son and gently kissing his son's face.

It was obvious that he was also nervous.

"Don't worry, your fans have come all the way to bless you, so your operation will definitely be successful." Chen Yu stepped forward and took one last look at Ronaldo's indicators, signaling that he was ready.

nine in the morning.

Ronaldo was pushed into the operating room.

"Everyone, let's get started."

Chen Yu looked around at everyone and reached out to Julianne.

"Knife No. [-]."

Skillfully cut open the knee to expose the joint.

In fact, the surgical procedure itself is not complicated. The key is whether the systemic treatment effect can restore the blood supply of the patellar ligament.

As the last stitch was completed, Chen Yu took a deep breath and looked at the patellar ligament that had been tightened.

Just looking at the pale, bloody patellar ligament, you can't see any changes.

But with full vision, Chen Yu could already see that the extremely fine capillaries in the ligaments were squirming and connected together.

Become!

Chen Yu was overjoyed.

The gold-level treatment effect is 60.00% of the surgical effect, plus a 5.00% improvement in primary ligament repair technology.

In fact, the effect is no longer low.

(End of this chapter)