The Sports Healer Starting from Milan

Raul swallowed a few times. "Dr. Wood, could you please repeat that? I didn't quite catch it."

Lin Mu patiently explained it again.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Dr. Corral, head of Real Madrid's medical department, directly interrupted the tree.

He's not like Raul, an athlete who doesn't have a deep understanding of medicine; he's a professional.

They naturally knew how serious Raul's injury was.

Even if you have a meniscus repair surgery, you need to strictly avoid weight-bearing for at least six weeks, otherwise the suture will fail due to stress.

He returned to work three months after the surgery.

He's either joking or bragging.

"Listen to the end first."

Sanitas's doctor waved his hand, calming Coral down.

Their organization has a network.

I am quite familiar with what has happened at San Rafael Hospital recently.

"What's the point of listening if they're all impossible?"

Kolar looked at the trees as if they were con artists.

Cody Anderson, standing next to him, kept his mouth shut, trying his best not to laugh.

Sure enough, after changing its positioning.

Looking at those who questioned Lin Mu, I think they are very foolish.

"Shall we go take a look at a case first?"

Lin Mu wasn't annoyed.

to be frank.

He has been questioned countless times since he traveled through time.

I'm used to it.

So they left Raul lying anxiously in his hospital bed and departed one by one.

We arrived at Mattel's hospital room.

"This patient just underwent meniscus repair surgery, and we cannot yet see the specific extent of recovery, but we have preserved the arthroscopic images from the surgery."

Cody Anderson stepped forward to introduce them.

Kolar wanted to say something more, but when he saw those images...

He ran over and wanted to take it and examine it closely.

Cody Anderson dodged the question, saying, "These are confidential hospital documents; we can only show you a little bit."

Kolar's eyes never left him.

The surface of that meniscus is smooth; it is not a single-layer through-suture.

He didn't understand what stitching was.

However, he could see multiple independent suture anchor points, and the sutures were relatively loosely laid across the tear.

"Did you hire Hollywood for the special effects?"

Kolar's mouth was a little dry.

"You should know the answer, Mr. Coral. As Real Madrid's team doctor, please relay the details to Mr. Raul."

Cody Anderson chuckled sinisterly.

Lin Mu met Roberto Mochini's gaze and saw helplessness in his teacher's eyes.

Whatever.

He couldn't be bothered with Cody Anderson either.

Next, the group went to Asamoah's hospital room, where the Real Madrid players asked him how he was feeling.

"I feel great!"

Asamoah gave a thumbs up, "Double-beam reconstruction is amazing!"

What was he thinking?

I can't tell whether dual-beam reconstruction is good or bad for me at the moment.

But he had to say yes.

They dragged Raul into it too.

In this way, if the postoperative recovery is not good, there will be others in the same boat.

If the recovery goes well, then everything will be fine.

A combination of factors.

When Lin Mu came to Raul's ward again, Raul had already made his decision.

"I'm having surgery."

Raul felt like he had staked his entire fortune on the gambling table.

Because he is Raul.

The Bernabéu's golden boy.

He is also the hope in the hearts of Spanish fans.

Lin Mu stood silently to the side, watching the stunned Raul.

He couldn't understand why so many of his patients acted as if they were heading to a battlefield from which there was no return before undergoing surgery.

What is Raul thinking right now?

He was reminiscing.

In the 1998 Champions League, Raul looked up to his teammates who repeatedly became saviors in crucial moments.

By 2000, he had already become a hero at Real Madrid, winning the Champions League top scorer award with ten goals and being named UEFA's best striker.

Spanish fans are already looking forward to the European Championship.

However, the Spanish national team performed poorly, losing 0-1 to Norway in their first group stage match.

Later, in their crucial group stage match against Yugoslavia...

Two goals were scored in the third minute of stoppage time to reverse the score.

Raul still remembers the cheers that resounded over Bruges very clearly.

He also experienced the joy of going from hell to heaven.

He never imagined that just four days later he would experience the agony of going from heaven to hell again.

When the first penalty taker, Mendieta, was substituted off, he stood in front of the penalty spot and hesitated for a second.

So the football that flew into the night sky of Bruges brought his European Championship journey to an end.

2002 Korea-Japan World Cup.

He scored Spain's first goal in the 2002 World Cup.

This marks the first time in half a century that Spain has won a World Cup match.

Spain ultimately advanced to the knockout stage as group winners.

However, in the round of 16 match against Ireland...

he got hurt.

He was substituted off the field in the 80th minute of that match, and afterwards he was diagnosed with a muscle strain that required ten days of rest.

The results of it?

He sat in the stands watching the host team, South Korea, use underhanded tactics.

Joaquin retrieved the ball at the byline, and Morientes pried open the South Korean goal.

However, the refereeing team ruled that the ball had crossed the line first.

The goal is disallowed.

He couldn't describe how angry he was at the time.

but.

Just like the shoulder Hierro offered him two years ago.

He came off the field and embraced 21-year-old Casillas, passing on his comfort, fighting spirit, belief, and perseverance.

He also firmly believes that one day they will break the curse of fate.

Therefore, he must participate in next year's World Cup, no matter the cost.

Just as Raul was reminiscing.

Knock knock knock!

A knock sounded at the door, and Lin Mu turned around to see Redondo.

"You guys chat."

Lin Mu nodded to Raul and then left the ward.

"have not seen you for a long time."

Redondo smiled at his old friend.

Raul, however, could not laugh.

Because his entire life seemed to be filled with separations.

At the age of 18, his mentor Valdano, who had promoted him to Real Madrid's first team, left Real Madrid.

In 2000, his best friend Redondo was forced to transfer, and he told himself that a professional player must accept the departure of those around him.

And then.

When his other good friend Morientes was ruthlessly abandoned, he still couldn't suppress his feelings of loss and even anger.

"I became Real Madrid's captain but lost my best partners and friends. I became a member of the Galácticos but lost the joy of having the Bernabéu as paradise."

Sometimes Raul would describe himself in such a childish and immature way.

"How's it going in Milan?"

Raul managed a forced smile.

Now it was Redondo's turn to stop laughing.

That's really bringing up the very thing you shouldn't be talking about.

He tore his right anterior cruciate ligament shortly after joining Milan, without even playing a single official match.

The doctor who performed the surgery on him was also incompetent.

He consulted many experts for this purpose.

This includes the French doctor, Cervantes, who performed the surgery on Ronaldo.

But in the end, they chose a Belgian doctor.

Redondo spent several months in Belgium receiving new technologies and treatments three times a week.

A technique called intravenous local anesthesia was used.