The Sports Healer Starting from Milan

Although he can see.

But you can't just tell others directly.

The ambulance arrived quickly.

"Do you need me to come with you?" Lin Mu asked politely.

Isinbayeva also noticed.

"No need, thank you for today. If you have time, how about I treat you to dinner tomorrow?"

Isinbayeva asked.

She didn't have any other thoughts; she simply wanted to thank Lin Mu.

"I'm sorry, my surgery schedule is full tomorrow. Please feel free to contact me if you need any help with your rehabilitation."

Lin Mu will be very busy for a while.

The teacher not only found him many patients, but also wanted to set up an independent psychological counseling center.

While I'm at it, I'm also thinking about how to allocate skill points for sports psychology.

"All right."

Isinbayeva did not insist.

However, she had a strange premonition.

That means she and Lin Mu will definitely meet again in the future.

There was no need to anticipate this.

There are countless opportunities for interaction between a top athlete and a sports medicine doctor.

Lin Mu then took out another business card and placed it on the table.

As Isinbayeva watched him walk away, she picked up the business card, stroked it a few times, and softly read it aloud, "Wood."

Back in the private room.

Moratti raised an eyebrow with a half-smile. "Our hero Wood, who rescued the beauty, is back. Why didn't you chat more with that Russian beauty? Maybe you two could have sparked a romance."

"You must be joking."

Lin Mu rubbed his sore forearm. "I'm just doing what a doctor should do."

He added another sentence in his mind.

It's also a way to gain more experience.

Keep in mind that Isinbayeva has upcoming matches. If she performs well on the field, she should at least receive some experience, right?

Perhaps we can even develop a high-quality customer.

Incidentally.

If Yelena Isinbayeva helped him promote it, the influence of an Olympic champion... tsk tsk, Lin Mu's lips curled into a smile.

"Maybe so."

Moratti shrugged.

The two then discussed the details of the psychological counseling center for a while.

Lin Mu returned to the hospital.

First, I arrived at the rehabilitation room and saw Christian Victor, the judo athlete, and Luca Bertini, the shot putter, walking slowly.

Two weeks have passed since Christian Victor underwent ACL reconstruction surgery.

Luca Bertini came in a little later.

But now, Luca Bertini's recovery speed has become a record in the orthopedics department of San Raffaele Hospital.

On the first day after surgery, the drainage volume was less than 50 ml.

Nine days later, he got out of bed and began to walk with some weight on his back.

He can now walk with one crutch.

The imaging report shows the following changes after anterior cruciate ligament reconstruction: the reconstructed ligament is intact, has uniform signal intensity, and its course is normal. There is a small amount of fluid in the joint cavity and mild edema of the Hoffa fat pad.

Each piece of data reveals two words.

very good!

An intact ligament indicates that it was not stretched or torn after surgery.

The biggest fear with ACL reconstruction surgery is not only that it's not done well, but also that the patient thinks they're recovered and then accidentally loosens the ligament.

A uniform signal indicates that the collagen fibers inside the ligament are neatly arranged, without ischemic necrosis or inflammatory infiltration.

As for the walking path, it represents the precise drilling of the bone tunnels in the forest.

If the tunnel is positioned too far forward, the ligaments will collide with the intercondylar fossa, preventing the knee from fully extending.

It's a bit too far back.

If the ligaments are abnormal, the knee will become loose when bent.

Only Hoffa fat pad edema should be noted.

This area is the fatty tissue in front of the knee joint, behind the patellar tendon.

Swelling is common two weeks after surgery.

Lin Mu conducted a simple inspection.

He quickly found the reason: during rehabilitation training, the two men experienced a decrease in quadriceps strength and subconsciously used their patellar tendons to compensate by pulling on the fat pads.

"Pay attention to the feeling of exerting force in this position. You are all athletes, so you should know better than me that compensation can cause injury."

Lin Mu said.

"Um."

Luca Bertini looked serious; he'd never looked this serious back in his school days.

Christian Victor, standing next to him, was still taking notes.

He wants to write down every word Lin Mu says, strive to recover as quickly as possible, and then return to his place on the field.

Several doctors were gathered together not far away.

"These knees feel better than mine."

Stephen, sporting a Mediterranean hairstyle, is now in high spirits and doesn't look as listless as before.

That night.

Mary accepted his proposal, and the two planned to get married next year.

The person next to him chuckled, "You sit for long periods all the time, your knees aren't healthy either. Why don't you let Wood treat them?"

Stephen waved his hands repeatedly.

Although he often sits for long periods, it's not cartilage wear and tear, but rather synovitis.

You can gradually develop a regular exercise routine from now on.

Unlike these athletes, whose cartilage is worn down due to high-intensity, heavy-weight training, their recovery is much slower.

However, their leg muscles are well-developed.

In some ways, she is indeed healthier than him.

"The second cycle of rehabilitation can be started earlier. Pay close attention to your ligaments. If you experience any discomfort, stop immediately and tell me."

Lin Mu gave the two some instructions.

Christian Victor and Luca Bertini nodded vigorously to indicate that they understood.

Lin Mu left the rehabilitation room.

"Dr. Wood is really responsible."

Christian Victor remarked, "I think with Dr. Wood around, I can get back to the team next year, and maybe even make it to the tournament."

"The World Judo Championships? Where are they held?"

Luca Bertini leaned against the crossbar, a few fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Paris, this competition is the most important one before the Olympics. It will directly count towards the Olympic qualification points. By the way, the Olympics will be held in Dr. Wood's hometown three years from now."

Christian Victor, leaning on his cane, said with a hopeful glint in his eyes, "I have a feeling we'll all go there."

"Yeah?"

Luca Bertini muttered to himself.

I don't know if I'm asking Viktor or myself.

Qualifying for the Olympic shot put event is even more difficult.

There are only four spots available for both the A and B standards combined. First, you need to qualify for either the A or B standard based on your performance, and then the selection will be based on your results in the domestic and international qualifying competitions.

Fortunately, next year's competition is not within the selection scope.

The real qualification was secured through the competitions held throughout 2007 and the first half of 2008.

I have more time.

But can I really recover to the state I was in before the injury?

even so.

There are other shot putters in Italy who are better than him.

Am I guaranteed a spot in the Olympics?

"Then let's make a promise: meet again in the Olympic Village three years from now. Don't let Dr. Wood's treatment go to waste!"

Christian Victor suddenly spoke seriously.

Luca Bertini paused for a moment, then looked up into the other man's eyes and said, "Okay!"

Two young people in the height of summer in Milan.

One was using a cane, and the other was leaning against a crossbar.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the rehabilitation room.

We made an agreement that we don't know if it will be fulfilled.

Then, the two continued to walk slowly and laboriously, following the instructions of the forest.