Sports Medicine Master System-Chapter 168 - 119: Miracle Doctor

"I’ll go take a look."

Chen Yu told Wash and his companion to go on ahead, then followed the head of security, hurrying to the scene of the car accident.

Gugliotta hadn’t gone out to have fun; the accident had happened right in the clinic’s parking lot.

Actually, you couldn’t really call it a car accident.

When Chen Yu arrived, Gugliotta was holding Little Haaland and standing in front of his red Lamborghini, a look of helplessness on his face.

Chen Yu already knew what had happened.

It was over a parking spot.

Because of Carl’s miraculous recovery, a flood of reporters had swarmed the clinic.

Parking spots were scarce. Two reporters had their eyes on the same one, and each assumed the other would yield, but neither did.

Just as they were about to collide, one of the reporters panicked, yanked the steering wheel, and crashed into Gugliotta’s Lamborghini, which was parked next to an empty spot.

"Tom, are you okay?" Chen Yu glanced at Gugliotta.

’If he’d gotten hurt, that would have been some seriously bad luck.’

Gugliotta shook his head, still staring silently at his Lamborghini. He’d only bought it a few months ago.

Chen Yu looked at the Lamborghini. The front-left side was pretty badly smashed.

Just then, Chen Yu noticed Little Haaland in Gugliotta’s arms and Astor by his leg. ’Aren’t those Haaland’s two sons? What are they doing hanging out with Gugliotta?’

"Mr. Tom, I’m sorry. If it weren’t for me, your car wouldn’t have been hit," Astor apologized, his head lowered.

Gugliotta paused for a moment, then quickly patted his head and said with a smile, "It has nothing to do with you."

The accident might have happened even if he hadn’t been there.

"Good thing your little brother is okay." Gugliotta looked at Little Haaland in his arms. The little guy was completely oblivious, still sucking on his fingers.

The moment of impact, Gugliotta had reacted extremely quickly, holding Little Haaland tight so he wouldn’t get hit.

If anything had happened to Little Haaland, Gugliotta wouldn’t have known how to face his parents.

Since no one was hurt, it was a matter for the insurance company.

Just as Chen Yu was about to leave, a large crowd of reporters swarmed him.

This time, it wasn’t just sports reporters, but all the mainstream media outlets. They had all shown up.

Especially the local Phoenix media. Just this morning, Chen Yu had read the newspaper—the front-page headline of the Arizona Republic called it a miracle from God.

A TV station had also contacted Chen Yu about doing a special feature program.

Waving for the reporters to quiet down, Chen Yu said, "Carl’s condition is stable. I have invited Professor Borg, the director of neurosurgery at the Mayo Clinic, to conduct a more detailed examination and diagnosis for Carl. We will promptly announce any updates to the public."

Of course, Chen Yu wasn’t going to turn down this unexpected fame.

This was real, solid reputation—even more impactful than winning some award.

Chen Yu also felt this could be an opportunity to promote his Acupuncture and acupressure massage therapies.

How did Carl wake up? He was cured by Acupuncture and acupressure massage.

’After this, who would dare question whether Acupuncture and massage are legitimate therapies?’

While Chen Yu was riding high on his success, the fiercely contested East and West conference finals also came to a close.

In the West, the Lakers gave the Spurs no hope, completing a clean 4-0 sweep.

As for the East.

The Magic fell in the Eastern Conference Finals.

After three seasons of honing their skills, the coordination of the Three Musketeers was now seamless.

You could say all three of them were All-Star level players.

In terms of star power, the Magic were one short.

Not to mention the lineup in the other positions.

The fact that the Magic managed to battle the Bucks for seven grueling games before being eliminated was entirely thanks to Hill’s monstrous, near-triple-double performance throughout the series, averaging 27.8 points, 8.9 rebounds, and 9.4 assists.

"So you got eliminated. It’s fine. Even if you’d gotten past the Bucks, you wouldn’t have been able to beat the Lakers anyway," Chen Yu said, consoling Hill over the phone.

Hill didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "Chen, I know the Lakers are strong, but they can’t be as strong as you’re making them out to be, right?"

Having made it all the way to the Eastern Conference Finals, especially while being fully healthy, Hill felt he could take on anyone.

Chen Yu laughed and retorted, "What, you don’t think they’re strong?"

’Forget Kobe; he still seems a bit green.’

’But then there’s O’Neal.’

Others might not know, but as someone connected to the league, Chen Yu had already heard that a big reason why Stern was pushing to implement a "defensive 3-second" rule next season was because of O’Neal.

The guy was too strong, too much of a cheat code. Looking across the entire league, he was practically unrivaled.

Just look at this year’s playoffs. The Lakers swept their way through the West, not letting their opponents win even a single game.

’When you’re that unreasonably strong, they’re definitely going to nerf you.’

On the other end of the line, Hill went silent. In any case, they were already eliminated, so there was no point in saying anything more.

"Chen, I’m planning to go to Phoenix, and Tracy is planning to go too," Hill added.

The offseason was approaching, but Hill had no intention of slacking off.

They’d made it to the Eastern Conference Finals this season, so next season, the goal was the NBA Finals.

So he had to keep improving.

And if he had to choose a place to train, Hill preferred to be near Chen Yu.

With Chen Yu keeping an eye on him, any problems could be detected immediately.

At the same time, Hill had read the reports and knew Chen Yu had a lot of high-tech equipment, like the Ultra-Low Temperature Freezing Chamber and anti-gravity treadmills. He was clearly skilled when it came to training.

Plus, Phoenix had many recovery centers, and with Tamia about to give birth, she could come here to prepare for the birth.

As for Tracy McGrady, he was coming purely for Hardaway.

"Sure, come on over. The clinic is practically yours anyway; you can stay wherever you want," Chen Yu said, not refusing.

’If they come, I can also grind some training experience from them.’

Chen Yu had a feeling that the effects produced by his [Sports Training] skill might increase the effectiveness of their training.

With the Magic out, Chen Yu didn’t pay much attention to the Finals.

He had a pile of his own things to deal with.

Carl had already been transferred to the Mayo Clinic for follow-up treatment.

His nerves were still damaged, affecting his memory and speech functions.

Borg was an expert in this area, and the Mayo Clinic had also agreed to waive all of Carl’s treatment fees.

A patient waking from a vegetative state was a gold mine for research papers.

Of course, the most important paper would certainly be Chen Yu’s own.

Then there were the interviews, the TV appearances... even the President was stirred, calling it an American miracle.

Chen Yu’s reputation had practically reached its peak.

The doping incident had long been forgotten.

Now, Chen Yu was the "Miracle Doctor," renowned throughout the United States.

A large number of patients in vegetative states came, drawn by his fame, seeking Chen Yu’s treatment.

In addition, Chen Yu met with the executive from Eli Lilly and Company that Paulson had mentioned and finalized the partnership plan for Physical Fitness No.1.

Chen Yu would provide the license, and they would handle all operations. If it eventually went to market, Chen Yu would receive thirty percent of the net profits.

Not two days after his call with Hill, Duncan contacted Chen Yu.

He was in the middle of planning his wedding but intended to make time to come to the clinic for a look.

Over the phone, however, his tone wasn’t very enthusiastic.

Duncan was well aware of his own condition; it wasn’t like he hadn’t consulted doctors before.

Since his meniscus had already been removed, it was like a broken mirror that couldn’t be mended. Repairing it would be difficult; not even a god could do anything about it.

A year had passed, and Duncan had come to accept it mentally.

Although he couldn’t jump or run like he used to, had fewer reckless dunks, and his help defense range was smaller, after changing his style of play, he was still the top power forward in the entire league.

It wasn’t like he couldn’t play anymore, so he didn’t want to take the risk.

Besides, he was getting married soon, and after the wedding came the honeymoon. The entire offseason was only a few months long, which might not even be enough time. He certainly didn’t want to spend his honeymoon in a hospital.

If his agent, Bebi, hadn’t strongly urged him, he wouldn’t have even agreed to get a diagnosis from Chen Yu.

He and Hill had the same agent, so Bebi knew better than anyone what kind of shape Hill was in after his comeback.

This was only Duncan’s fourth year in the league, and he had a long career ahead of him. If his knee problem could be fixed, why not fix it?

Over the phone, Chen Yu didn’t reveal anything about a meniscus transplant.

It wouldn’t be too late to tell him when he arrived.

「In the operating room.」

Chen Yu stopped what he was doing and took one last look at Haaland’s knee with the Eye of All-Seeing.

The ligaments, the meniscus—all repaired.

To do this, Chen Yu had used up two Gold Level and one Silver Level healing effects.

But he felt it was enough.

Mainly because Diamond Level effects weren’t so easy to come by; it depended on luck.

Besides, surgical repair was only one part of it. For an injury like this, whether a full recovery was possible was seventy percent dependent on the subsequent rehabilitation. If the surgery’s effect was a little lacking, a good rehab could make up for it.

Leaving William to close up, Chen Yu left the operating room.

Outside the operating room, Marita was waiting anxiously with her two children.

Little Haaland was crying incessantly. Marita, worried about her husband and feeling frazzled, didn’t have the patience to deal with him, leaving Astor to try and soothe him.

Astor was eating from a bag of M&M’s.

Marita was preoccupied with Haaland and couldn’t pay attention to Astor. Unsupervised, the boy was practically running wild.

At that moment, he was holding an M&M, teasing his little brother with it.

Little Haaland tilted his head back, mouth open, waving his arms and legs as he tried to eat it.

The scene was warm and harmonious.

For some reason, Chen Yu thought of Lexi.

Ever since Lexi came to Phoenix, the two of them had been planning to get married.

But there had been too many things to do, and they’d been too busy to get around to it.

And then there were children.

Actually, Chen Yu quite liked kids.

"Don’t worry, the surgery was a success," Chen Yu said with a smile.

Just as he was about to say more, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Astor’s hand must have slipped, and the M&M he was holding fell into Little Haaland’s mouth.

It was so sudden that Little Haaland didn’t react at all. His mouth instantly fell open, but the sound was stuck in his throat.

This was followed by a fit of violent coughing and rapid, shallow breathing.

Chen Yu’s expression changed slightly. ’Don’t tell me the little guy is choking.’

Marita was still holding Chen Yu’s hand, thanking him profusely, completely unaware of her son’s situation.

Chen Yu quickly pulled his hand away from Marita’s and strode over.

A sweep with the Eye of All-Seeing.

A piece of candy was lodged perfectly, completely blocking Little Haaland’s airway.

Without hesitation, Chen Yu snatched up Little Haaland, flipped him over so his head was facing down, and gave him a firm slap on the back.

After just two slaps, a piece of candy was coughed up onto the floor.

Only then did Marita realize what had happened. Seeing the candy on the floor and a helpless-looking Astor, she walked over and slapped her older son on the head.