Chapter 42: Wounded Retirement

Ben Holland on the sidelines clenched his fist and waved his hand excitedly, what he appreciated most was Bai Xiaonian's ability to attack at such a critical moment, and being able to stand up when any team needed him is the most important quality of a team leader.

The entire University of Wisconsin Skydome Arena was silent, and all the fans were shocked by Bai Xiaonian's earth-shattering layup just now. In the face of this kind of artistic goal, every fan who truly loves basketball will not boo to mock such a good ball, which is an insult to the sport of basketball.

Bai Xiaonian, who fell into the press box after scoring a goal, was also in a shocked spirit, and he was also very excited about scoring such a wonderful goal, and he must have a handsome celebration with that Honey Carter guy for a while.

Bai Xiaonian used his hand to remove the camera pressed on his body and wanted to get back on the field as soon as possible, as long as the team won this game, he could enter the Sweet 16, and he couldn't continue to waste time lying on the ground.

But things developed in a direction beyond Bai Xiaonian's imagination, he stepped on the ground with his left leg a little harder, and a piercing pain swept through his whole body, and Bai Xiaonian's face was twisted into a ball because of the severe pain.

Tried to move his left leg, not only was he unable to lift his strength on his stomach, but also accompanied by the pain caused by shaking, an ominous premonition rose in Bai Xiaonian's heart, it seemed that he was not lightly injured this time.

Glancing at his left knee, which had already swollen into a big steamed bun, according to his symptoms, Bai Xiaonian knew that this was not a small injury that could be healed in a day or two.

The two teammates, Honeycutter and Gordon, walked to Bai Xiaonian, who was still lying on the floor, and tried to pull him up.

"I said Wood, you're too tsundere! A big man wants us to pull you up. ”

Drew Gordon said with a grin, and Honeycutt, who was beside him, stretched out his hand to signal Bai Xiaonian to grab it.

Shaking his head at the two with a wry smile, Bai Xiaonian said with some sadness:

"Sorry guys, I feel like I might have to go home early..."

"What's that? Go home? Hurry up, let's hurry up and defeat these guys on the other side so we can go home early! Honeycut replied.

Gordon on the side found that things didn't seem to be as simple as they imagined, and he knew the seriousness of the matter from Bai Xiaonian's constantly twitching left leg and pale bloodless face.

So Gordon pulled Honeycut, who was still yelling next to him, and then he raised his hand to signal to the doctor on the bench that he needed treatment here.

Ben Holland, who was on the sidelines, saw Gordon's gesture and his smile froze directly on his face, he was still cheering for Bai Xiaonian's dream goal, but he didn't expect his baby apprentice to be injured because of this damn goal.

He knew very well what Bai Xiaonian meant to UCLA now, and Ben Holland couldn't imagine what it would be like to be without Bai Xiaonian in the next games for the Bruins.

After Gordon called the medical staff, he briefly asked the little white boy about his situation, and then several paramedics carried Bai Xiaonian on a stretcher back to the bench of the Bruins.

"You've done a good job, boy, leave the rest of the game to your teammates, I'm sure they can win it."

Ben Holland looked at Bai Xiaonian's left leg that had been fixed into a dumpling and was very distressed, it seemed that this poor child had just done his best.

At this time, the Tianmu Arena was surprisingly quiet, with Bai Xiaonian's injury, the hot basketball atmosphere in the arena was self-defeating, after all, no one wants injuries to happen on the court, even opponents.

Many fans began to pray for Bai Xiaonian, a respectable opponent, although the two sides are still enemies on the court, but it shows that everyone loves basketball. In just a short period of time, the visual feast that Bai Xiaonian brought to them was still vivid, and they all admired this talented guy in the No. 11 jersey in their hearts.

The doctor who conducted a preliminary examination of Bai Xiaonian on the sidelines called the anxious Ben Holland aside and said:

"Mr. Ben Holland, I have to regret to inform you that after our preliminary judgment, Wood White's cruciate ligament condition is not optimistic, and the extent of the tear needs to be confirmed by an MRI after the game."

"What? Cruciate ligament tear? Are you kidding me? Hearing such a result from the doctor's mouth, Ben Holland's face suddenly darkened.

A torn cruciate ligament means that Bai will miss all the rest of this year's team March Madness, and even the injury will carry over to next season's games, which will affect his entire career, of course, after UCLA can cross the threshold of the University of Wisconsin.

The game will not stop because of Bai Xiaonian's injury, and the brutal game system has forced everyone in the Bruins to a dead end. Ben Holland reluctantly replaced Bai Xiaonian as a substitute, and the game continued.

On the court, after losing Bai Xiaonian's tandem scheduling, the Bruins' entire game rhythm was completely messy, and taking turns to play singles became the main scoring method of the Bruins.

This kind of individual game is naturally impossible to win for the team, and the scores of the two sides are getting bigger and bigger with the passage of time.

Bai Xiaonian sat on the bench on the sidelines with his head in a daze, his left knee was tied with an ice pack to cool down, he had just rejected Ben Holland's proposal to go to the hospital immediately for treatment, and he felt a deep self-blame in his heart when he saw his teammates fighting alone but alone.

"If only I hadn't been so reckless at the time, I wouldn't have let the team be like this."

Everyone at UCLA expects a miracle to happen, but if it happens so easily, it's not a miracle.

In the end, UCLA lost to the University of Wisconsin by 11 points, unfortunately stopping in the NCAA round of 32.

After the game, Bai Xiaonian was picked up by the medical team sent by his father Blascher, and returned to Los Angeles under the escort of a special plane and stationed at the University of California, Los Angeles Medical Center, a general hospital directly under UCLA that is one of the best medical institutions in the United States.

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Bai Sizhe sat on the bench next to the bed with his hands crossed, looking at his son who was lying on the hospital bed with a smile, and when he heard that Bai Xiaonian had suffered a serious injury in the game, his heart also twitched hard, but the final examination results were much better than he expected.

"Little rabbit, I have two news to tell you here, one is good news and the other is bad news, which one do you say you want to listen to first?"

Bai Sizhe said to Bai Xiaonian with a smile.

"Bad news?"

"Boy, you've torn your cruciate ligament, so you probably won't be able to play lately." Blass fulfilled his son's request.

"That's bad news, but what about the good news?"

In fact, Bai Xiaonian didn't expect the good news at all, because there was no good news that could offset the mental torture that this bad news brought him.

"The good news is that you've only torn a fifth of your cruciate ligament, so you can fully recover with just two or three months of rest, and it won't affect your career in any way."

Bai Sizhe touched Bai Xiaonian's brain and said with some pity, although he couldn't fully understand his son's love for basketball, but looking at his son's depressed appearance after being injured, this injury must be extremely painful for him!