ca-book Chapter 104 Totti watching TV
Chapter 104 Totti watching TV
Chapter 104 Totti watching TV
Is management trying to squeeze every last drop of value out of Hill before it's too late?
"Don't try to fool me! What clause? Article 22 of the Collective Bargaining Agreement, the medical clause, clearly states that players can choose their own doctors, not those designated by the team, for surgery at overseas medical institutions!"
"The only obligation is to inform the team doctor in advance!"
"Aside from violating this point, our actions were not in any other violation!"
"Furthermore, Grant underwent four consecutive surgeries and developed an infection. Is it wrong for him to refuse the team's medical treatment plan?"
Ron-Babby immediately retorted.
"This is enough for us to deduct salaries and impose penalties according to the single-game salary standard!"
The other side threatened.
"Go ahead and deduct! Go ahead and deduct all you want! If that's not enough, I'll give you some more!"
Ron-Babby nearly flipped the table.
But in the end he held back, because he was just Hill's agent.
Hill overheard everything from outside the door.
He knew that performing surgery on his own would not only offend the management, but also upset his teammates.
He had previously said, "I will never have surgery again. If I have to have surgery again, I would rather retire." But this time, he really saw hope in San Rafael.
During Lin Mu's trip to the Turin Winter Olympics, he could feel that his groin and anterior cruciate ligament had changed.
As long as the old ankle injury can be resolved.
So, does that mean he can regain some of his former glory like Recoba did?
That's right.
He's been watching a lot of Inter Milan matches at San Raffaele Hospital lately.
Seeing the players who had been treated by the trees perform differently on the field, he felt even more excited.
Hill later discussed it with Ron-Babby.
He can forgo part of his salary as compensation for breach of contract.
Reduce the team's costs and public pressure.
To be honest, he didn't want to stay with the Magic anymore. After so many years, he hadn't won many honors and had ended up with a lot of injuries.
The magician hasn't agreed yet.
Hill watched the news report on TV; it was about the men's 1500-meter short track speed skating final.
Lin Mu's figure appeared in the picture.
Hill remembered the veteran Chinese skier named Li Jiajun.
"Wood, we'll succeed, right?"
Hill asked in a low voice.
"certainly."
Lin Mu nodded earnestly, "Time will tell."
He didn't know exactly what had happened.
However, you can guess the general idea.
If Hill can return this year in good health, all doubts will vanish.
Of course, there were some minor issues before that.
Lin Mu was discussing the surgical plan with Hill when Francesconi came over and gestured for Lin Mu to go outside to talk.
"The Orlando Magic are putting pressure on us through NBA channels."
Franceschini frowned. "They said you don't have NBA-certified medical qualifications."
"Then I'll have Freddy help me get one."
The trees waved casually.
This thing has no real value whatsoever. In the United States, multi-center medical institutions have a pretty good relationship with the NBA.
They still owe me a favor from last time.
Just ask them for help.
Lin Mu returned to his office and called Fu Haoqiang to explain what had happened.
"Leave this to me."
Fu Haoqiang gave his full assurance.
Currently, the NBA's new admission rules have not yet mandated stricter requirements such as the CAQ sports medicine specialist certificate and five years of postdoctoral experience in sports medicine.
Top-notch specialists in innovative fields can be specially approved to be included in the list of registered physicians.
Can't you just walk into the woods?
Even if Lin Mu isn't particularly skilled, this group of orthopedic elites are members of the NBA Medical Licensing Committee, and many of them also work part-time as team doctors, holding the right to nominate registered physicians.
Fu Haoqiang had always worried that Lin Mu wouldn't need their help.
Now that there's an opportunity, I'll naturally rush to help.
2006 years.
Totti arrived in Milan near the end of February.
To be precise, they were sent to Milan.
He was lying in his hospital bed, holding a collection of jokes, reading them with great interest.
There was no indication that he had suffered such a serious injury.
"Aren't you in pain?"
Lin Mu was examining Totti, thinking that if Totti didn't get anesthesia and went straight for ankle surgery, he would be even more formidable than Guan Yu.
"I was trying to distract myself, but you've brought it all back to me."
Totti's lips twitched.
"It's okay. There will be a time for you to distract yourself. We will choose epidural anesthesia during the surgery, so you will stay awake throughout the entire procedure."
Lin Mu laughed and said, "Then you can choose to watch TV or continue reading lame jokes."
This is what people call "epidural anesthesia," where anesthetic is injected into the epidural space, and the area innervated by the blocked nerves completely loses all pain and sensation.
But the patient is conscious.
"Yeah?"
Totti immediately became interested.
After performing such a highly complex surgery, he'll surely have plenty to brag about once he joins the national team, right?
From now on, all those things like stitching without anesthesia on the field will pale in comparison to what I've seen before.
"Can I see my own highlight reel?"
Totti thought for a moment and then changed his mind, "Let's watch 'those...footballs' instead."
Totti was referring to a variety show called "Quelliche...ilcalcio," where theatrical actors frequently criticize Serie A and tell jokes about football stars.
"By the way, Dr. Wood, how long will the surgery take? This episode might not be enough; I'm going to add a segment on The Simpsons." Did you know I'll be narrating it later this year?
Totti is even more talkative than Francesconi.
Lin Mu was getting a headache from listening to this, so he called over the nurse and asked her to prepare the videotape according to Totti's requirements.
Back in his office, he suddenly remembered.
What if the show is so exciting that you get completely absorbed in it?
He had previously undergone epidural anesthesia.
But none of the patients actually chose two comedy shows like Totti did.
To avoid focusing his attention on the show.
Lin Mu previewed this episode of "Quelliche...ilcalcio," which is basically a compilation of memorable player mistakes, player interview mishaps, referee controversies, and the head coach's bizarre remarks.
Every now and then, they'll do an impersonation show.
After he finished the preoperative meeting with the other doctors and determined the surgical procedure and specific process,
I returned to the ward.
"Four surgeries: open reduction and internal fixation with anatomical titanium plate for distal fibula, arthroscopic anchor ligament repair of ankle, ankle joint capsule tightening suture, and extensor retinaculum tightening."
Lin Mu told Totti, "The standard surgery takes about four hours."
Totti wasn't thinking about how difficult the surgery was; instead, he was quietly estimating the time allotted for the show, wondering if two programs would be enough to keep viewers entertained.
It took him a moment to realize what was happening.
I didn't come to watch TV; I came to get treatment for my injuries.
"By the way, Dr. Wood, is that titanium alloy disc going to accompany me to the World Cup?"
Totti pointed to the diagram of the forest and asked.
Lin Mu corrected Totti, "To be precise, there are 11 screws left."