The Way of the Center

Wu Hua squeezed into the noisy media reception room. Perhaps the media reception room at the Canadian Airline Center has never been so popular.

All the reporters gathered here, the seats were already full, and the rest were trying their best to squeeze every bit of space in this reception room.

Everyone was discussing what had just happened. Everyone couldn't wait to get some explosive news from the person concerned.

Just as the scene was noisy, the door of the media reception room was suddenly pushed open. Wu Hua and the other colleagues all raised their cameras, and as soon as the visitors stepped in, the flashes were shot in succession.

However, three seconds later, almost all reporters put down their cameras and looked at the two people sitting on the platform in surprise.

"Hurry up and ask if you have anything!" Divac and Paul George looked at the audience blankly, and apart from the two of them, no one stepped into the media reception room for the third time.

"What about Coach Ricard?" A reporter raised his hand and stammered inquiring.

"If you want to waste time with this kind of question, George and I will leave." Divac is not in the mood to answer this kind of question. To be precise, he and George are not in the mood to participate in **** news at the moment. Conference.

Divac and George wouldn't have bothered to deal with these reporters if they hadn't gone to the hospital before the game ended.

How are Lillard's injuries? Is the punishment for those three guys severe? The issues that reporters care about are also what Divac and George want to know now.

In this lively press conference, the reporters finally had to leave empty-handed. But they will certainly not give up if they are not persevering. The major hospitals in Toronto have become the next target of journalists at this moment.

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MRI examinations are usually performed in a queue. This is not Portland. In Toronto, Lillard does not get any preferential treatment. Even if the doctor is willing to let Lillard come first, I am afraid that those patients who also need to be examined will not agree.

Therefore, in the hospital lobby, these four guys who were just still on TV are particularly eye-catching.

People gathered around the four of them, took out their phones one after another, and started shooting frantically. But Anjie and the others didn't react at all. It seemed that this group of people was just like air, invisible and intangible.

Lillard's eyes were very hollow, and when his ankle twisted, he could even feel the pain of a broken bone. In the past few seasons, Lillard's ankle has been injured continuously. Perhaps this torn ankle is finally unable to hold on.

This guy is not stupid, he knows his injury this time, it is very likely that he is not optimistic. Because this time the degree of pain is not on the same level as before.

Moreover, if the injury is not serious, the team doctor will not rush them to the hospital for examination. If it's not serious, they can wait until they return to Portland.

"Hey, Damien." Just as Lillard thought and became more frightened, Anjie suddenly called Lillard.

"Don't worry, okay? Have we experienced more difficult moments than this?" An Jie squeezed a smile at Lillard, and Lillard gave An Jie a thumbs up.

"Let's go! Here we are!" Suddenly, the team doctor of the Trail Blazers pushed aside the crowd of onlookers and led the four toward the MRI examination room.

The MRI examination does not take too much time, but in this short period of time, everyone in Anjie seems to have been waiting for a long time.

Twenty minutes later, the electronic iron gate of the examination room slowly opened, and the trailblazer team doctor and examination doctor walked out one after another.

"How is it!?" Anjie rushed to the doctor first, and Ricard and Morris also surrounded him.

"To put it simply, Damien’s ankle is not just a sprain. Because of the too much torsion, coupled with the previous small injuries, his ankle is already riddled with holes. So this time, Damien’s ankle is Unfortunately, structural damage occurred.” The doctor explained patiently to An Jie while making gestures.

"So?..." An Jie didn't understand medicine either, and the doctor told him so much that he just didn't understand it. An Jie turned his head to the team doctor, hoping that he would tell him the final result.

"So, if it is conservatively estimated, it may take...four to five months for Damien to fully recover..." The team doctor mustered up the courage and finally said this sentence. .

"Four to five months!? That is to say!..." Morris's eyes widened.

"Yes, Damien can't continue to walk with us in the next game. He...he must officially announce his reimbursement for the season." The team doctor sighed, regarding Lillard's injury. He really can't do anything.

The structural damage to the player's bones is not like a cold or fever. It can be cured by a shot and a medicine. Athletes have to go through a long process if they want to recover from the injury and return to their previous state.

"It's a son of a bitch!" After hearing the result, An Jie slammed the wall hard, Ibaka was really too much this time, too much!

The importance of the ankle to an NBA player is self-evident. Many players have an ankle injury that affects the development of their careers and even quickly faded out of the NBA league.

A basketball player does a variety of actions, including shooting, breakthroughs, changing directions... When doing these actions, almost all of the body's weight will be applied to the ankle. Once the ankle is injured, the result can be imagined. And got it. Players' reaction speed, explosive power and other functions are likely to decline, and at the same time it will have a great impact on the players' hearts, and they dare not do all kinds of moves in the game.

Sprains are still trivial, but this structural injury, God knows how much Lillard can recover.

Grant Hill, once known as the "closest person to Jordan", went downhill because of an ankle problem. Yao Ming once had to retire because his ankle was overwhelmed.

"You mean that if he recovers well, Damien will be able to catch up with the playoffs, right?" Ricard was more calm than Angel and Morris. After all, he has experienced such things as player injuries. Too many times.

"That is the best result, but if you want Damien to recover as well as possible. I suggest you let him play again next season."

"Okay, thank you, doctor." Ricard finished speaking and lit a cigarette. A hospital security guard stepped up to dissuade him. After all, the hospital is a smoke-free area.

But Ricard ignored the warning from the security guard and took a mouthful of himself. Now let alone a hospital security guard, even if God stood in front of Ricard, he would curse God bloody!

There is no doubt that Lillard is an integral part of the Trail Blazers. And the Trail Blazers' candidates for the first position are already very tight. Except for Lillard, there is only one Shabaz Napier available.

Ricard has a headache. If Lillard can't make the playoffs, it will definitely be a great loss for the Trail Blazers.

The most frightening thing is that Ricard is worried that Lillard will not be able to return to the way he was before.

Take a look at Ross, who joined the Cavaliers with a veteran's basic salary this year~www.NovelMTL.com~ This is the first champion who entered the league in the same session as An Jie and tasted the MVP taste. Isn't it impossible to go back to the past now?

Ricard couldn't help shaking his head, throwing away all the terrible thoughts. In Anjie's Chinese language, thinking like this is not a good sign. He should expect Lillard to get well soon, instead of thinking about these terrible things...

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That night, the Trail Blazers collectively left this sad place in Toronto overnight and rushed back to Portland. The team doctor of the Trail Blazers stayed to take care of Lillard temporarily, and arranged a plane back to Portland the next day.

Early the next morning, two NBA officials in suits and leather shoes came to Nell Orsi's office and gave him a bag of papers.

In this file bag are the penalty notices and execution documents of the Alliance. Orsi glanced roughly at the text on the notice, then looked at the two officials across the desk in surprise.

The official staff spread their hands and said: "This is the punishment made by Mr. Xiao Hua himself. After all, this matter is indeed a bit too bad."

"Okay, I see." Is there any other alternative to obedience to Nell Orsi?

When the two NBA officials walked out of the office, Nell Orsi suddenly picked up the cup at hand and slammed it to the ground.

"What a **** bastard!"

The first of a small stack of documents in Orsi's hand was a notice of punishment for An Jie.

On the file, the line marked in red font is particularly conspicuous, and it says: Because of the bad plot, it is still actively attacking the opponent. The league researched and decided that Anjie would be suspended for ten games as a penalty.

It was this small line of simple red text that made Nell Orsi lose one of his favorite mugs...