"Oh? It looks pretty good. Not to mention that he has to be a world-class star, with a really strong self-healing ability and no defects. Ji Xiang came over and glanced at Neymar's MRI image and said with a smile.

“……”

Where is this not bad,

This is already a god-level effect, okay!

Lin Jiu said in his heart, he felt that Ji Xiang was in Versailles.

But Ji Xiang only talked about Neymar's self-healing ability, not to mention that the operation was done well, which made Lin Jiu feel powerless even in his abdomen.

He wanted to have a chat with Ji Xiang.

But Ji Xiang only gave a simple evaluation and went to his own business, and Ji Xiang didn't care about the rest of the video content at all.

Lin Jiu watched the physical examination and physical test data for a long time, and finally opened the video.

Neymar's face appeared in the video, he spoke Portuguese, and Lin Jiu didn't understand a word.

But Neymar's thumbs up speak for itself.

The camera flashed, and when he came to the green field, Neymar had already started training, not like the previous video, and could only simply jump on the green field.

This recovery was too fast, and Lin Jiu habitually sighed.

There is not much related content, although Neymar is recovering well, he does not dare to exercise a lot at the beginning.

Step by step, good.

It seems that Neymar's body is fine, and after a period of training, he should be able to participate in next year's World Cup.

"Knock~"

The prompt sounds.

Lin Jiu glanced at it, there was no new letter in Ji Xiang's mailbox, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered that it was his mailbox.

Looking back at Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe, they were working and very focused.

Lin Jiu opened the mailbox like a thief and saw that it was an email from the teacher Tang Chenghua. Analysis according to the size of the email - it should be Wembanyama's MRI images and data.

With a move in his heart, Lin Jiu did not open the email, but closed his mailbox and began to sort out Neymar's various data.

What data does Ji Xiang need to write a thesis, Zhao Zhe may not understand, but Lin Jiu is clear.

After more than an hour of induction, Lin Jiu printed out the summarized data and handed it to Ji Xiang.

After staying up until the end of work, Lin Jiu pretended to be okay and greeted Ji Xiang, and then returned to his residence.

He didn't even take off his shoes, and hurried into the room to turn on the computer.

Doing scientific research requires a control group, and if you use the recovery of ordinary people as a control, you are always a little dissatisfied.

Now that the control group of front and rear foot surgery is still the information of Wembanyama, who is also a sports athlete and a top athlete, how can Lin Jiu not be in a hurry.

There is a contrast, there will be a clearer understanding.

After clicking on the document, Lin Jiu saw Wembanyama's Achilles tendon MRI image.

There is an effusion near the Achilles tendon surgery area, and although the amount of fluid is not large, as long as there is effusion, it will affect the recovery to a certain extent.

Judging from the MRI images of Neymar and Wembanyama 3 days after surgery, the level of surgery is superior and inferior.

Lin Jiu sighed slightly.

The difference is also too obvious.

He didn't have an impression, but called up Neymar's first reviewed MRI image and Wembanyama's image data for comparison on the same screen.

Almost the same surgery, in one screen, is like Ji Xiang competing and fighting with Wembanyama's medical team and sports medicine experts at Massachusetts General Hospital.

Ji Xiang's surgery, the vicinity of the Achilles tendon was clean after the operation, there was no effusion, and the Achilles tendon seemed to have never been operated on at all.

However, the NMR of the control group showed a small amount of fluid.

The effusion was so glaring on the image that it cast a shadow over Wembanyama's recovery.

However, judging from the images within 5 days after surgery, Lin Jiu believes that Ji Xiang's surgery is at least one grade beyond the sports medicine experts at Massachusetts General Hospital, and has reached the level of Curry's Achilles tendon surgery.

was blessed by the archangel, and Lin Jiu always remembered this description.

He stared intently at the two images on the computer, and he didn't know how long it took before he let out a sigh.

It's so strong!

There is no harm without contrast.

In contrast to the MRI, the medical care that Massachusetts General Hospital prides itself on has been almost destroyed by a nuclear bomb.

Lin Jiu was silent for a long time, and then began his work.

In response to the situation of Neymar and Wembanyama within 5 days after surgery, he began to record and compare.

Although this kind of work is absolutely impossible to publish a paper on, Lin Jiu thinks it is meaningful.

Unconsciously, the balance in Lin Jiuze's heart skewed again.

……

At this time, Ji Xiang, who had become heavier again in Lin Jiuze's heart, was anxious.

Ji Xiang is stitching in the emergency department's disposal room.

The patient has a large waist and a hideous dragon tattooed on his back.

The tattoo master is a master, and this dragon pattern is vivid. Although the patient was fatter than when he was tattooed, causing the dragon to deform, there was no fundamental effect.

It's a pity that the sword went down and split the dragon in half.

Ji Xiang is stitching.

The sterile cap on his head was already oozing with sweat.

"Little brother, sew well, every scale must be right and neat." The strong man said angrily.

"I try." The hemostatic forceps in Ji Xiang's hand clamped the skin of the strong man, and the scales were compared left and right.

"I still had this dragon tattooed when I was young and ignorant, and I thought it was really majestic to have a tattoo at that time." Although the strong man looks scary, he is very kind when he speaks angrily.

"I thought you were the big brother of society." Ji Xiang smiled.

"Harm, there are so many big brothers in society." The strong man said, "At that time, I was adolescent and rebellious, I went to Xueyuan Road to do a holiday odd job, and I added my living expenses to make up for it. Actually, a few years ago, I wanted to wash it off, but washing a tattoo is much more painful than a tattoo. ”

"The doctor said if you want to have a full anesthesia? I pondered it and forgot it, it's all this age, why do you talk so much. ”

"Also, there aren't many opportunities to be shirtless right now." Ji Xiang echoed.

"Just keep a thought, my family doesn't know the severity of the attack, and he actually injured the dragon, you can tell me." The strong man sighed.

"Does it hurt?" Ji Xiang pricked the strong man's skin with a horn needle and asked.

"It's ok, it feels but it doesn't hurt. Let's do it, it's not so squeamish. The strong man said, "Little brother, you have to watch it carefully when you get married in the future, this is a major event in your life." Look at me, bloody lesson. ”

"By the way, how did you get it?"

"It's not because I went out to drink some wine, my family chased me with a knife and cut three street corners."

“……”

"What's wrong with a drink, what's the matter! This mother-in-law is underwhelmed. The strong man said fiercely.

Ji Xiang smiled, if he was really so fierce, it would definitely not be him who was stitching in the disposal room now, but his wife.

(End of chapter)