Chapter 672: How is Neymar's recovery?

"There is a very heartbreaking fact: children from ordinary families must study mathematics well, must study science and engineering, must study medicine, and must study computer science.

Only these things can allow children to make money in the future.

Moreover, these subjects are extremely difficult; those spoiled rich kids cannot learn them, and this technical barrier is the guarantee of your success."

"Children from wealthy families in Ivy League schools in the United States work very hard; they study while taking medicine. It is not like what is perceived domestically—that their fast-paced education is just to fool the poor." Lin Jiuze corrected a mistaken viewpoint of Zhao Zhe.

"Hahahaha, is that so? I thought children from wealthy families all went to study philosophy and art." Zhao Zhe was not embarrassed; he laughed and continued.

"Are liberal arts something we can afford to study? Is art something we can afford to study? How much money does the family have? Do we have a mine?"

"Besides, even if children study liberal arts, art, or philosophy, they can't find good jobs after graduating." Zhao Zhe continued to ramble.

"You can study finance; it's quite profitable. I have classmates who stayed on Wall Street, and now they look quite respectable." Lin smiled and said.

He hadn't been back long, but his way of speaking had already changed from when he was in Massachusetts, and he quickly integrated into the atmosphere of the Second Affiliated Hospital.

In fact, if one didn't know his past, one would think Lin Jiuze was a homegrown doctor.

Even with a chatterbox like Zhao Zhe, Lin Jiuze could manage a few words with him, provided that Zhao Zhe realized his existence.

"Finance and business majors feed on their parents' resources. Look at those studying abroad; whenever they study business or finance, many are spoiled rich kids who don't even go to class.

They don't care if their grades are good or not; they are just there to get a diploma, or some don't even want the diploma—they are just there to waste time. After a few years, if they really can't make it, they return home to inherit the family business."

"As for the occasional one or two exceptions, those are just sample biases and have no meaning. For example, from a domestic perspective, a bank is a good unit, but without resources, going to a bank..."

Zhao Zhe rambled on.

Lin Jiuze listened with a smile, without the slightest bit of impatience.

Zhao Zhe was usually a chatterbox, and when he talked about his son, he was even more endless.

"I didn't have the opportunity before and was out of step with society; now I must work hard."

"Work hard for what?" Lin Jiuze found Zhao Zhe quite amusing.

"Work hard to leave behind trial-and-error costs for my son," Zhao Zhe said, habitually tilting his head, and the next second he was startled again.

It must have been that after so many times, his body had some preparation; he didn't clutch his chest, although his body shook.

"Young people cannot be as sophisticated and dispirited as middle-aged people; they should personally experience the cruelty and beauty of this world. They will be battered and bruised, they will regret their impulsiveness and recklessness, and they will even pay a high price for it."

"As a father, I think being able to leave my son a chance to make a comeback is the only thing I can do, and it is also something he can accept."

Lin Jiuze felt something in his heart and patted Zhao Zhe on the shoulder.

"Doctor Zhao, impressive."

"Being a parent, this is all as it should be; you don't know how smart my son is."

From the initial investment to trial and error, Zhao Zhe continued to talk.

Lin Jiuze, however, stood up and stretched.

"Ah! Right, I need to find Xiao Ji!" Zhao Zhe was "woken" up by a fright and suddenly said.

"Is there something urgent to find Ji Yisheng Xiang for?"

"Neymar's medical team sent over the video of his post-operative trial training."

"!!!" Lin Jiuze focused his attention.

It had only been 20-something days since Neymar's surgery; had he already started trial training so soon?

"They are too cautious; they even did a Magnetic Resonance Imaging after the first trial training. Actually, it was completely unnecessary," Zhao Zhe said. "The patient's chief complaint is what matters, don't you think, Doctor Lin?"

After a period of contact, Zhao Zhe was already able to subconsciously say "Doctor Lin" and conduct simple exchanges with Lin Jiuze.

Although Zhao Zhe still couldn't look Lin Jiuze directly in the eye.

"Let me see the MRI."

"On the computer, let's go, to the office." Zhao Zhe said while calling Ji Xiang.

Lin Jiuze felt a little excited, and even a little uneasy.

It was hard for him to explain where these emotions came from.

Perhaps it was because he was about to witness a miracle.

Arriving at the office, Zhao Zhe opened the computer and first pulled up Neymar's Magnetic Resonance Imaging.

"No effusion? How long post-op, how could there be no effusion?" Lin Jiuze was a bit stunned after seeing the scan.

Zhao Zhe was even more puzzled; he asked suspiciously, "Doctor Lin, I heard Doctor Xiao Ji say that the level of top foreign surgeons is extremely high, isn't that so?"

What did this have to do with anything? Lin Jiuze was taken aback; he didn't understand Zhao Zhe's logic.

"Doctor Xiao Ji said that the Neurosurgery Research Institute at Borussia Dortmund performs intracranial tumor surgeries, wedge resections, and there is no brain tissue edema post-op. To my shallow understanding, brain tissue should be more fragile than the Achilles tendon and more prone to edema, right?"

"..." Lin Jiuze was lectured by a country bumpkin like Zhao Zhe and was speechless.

Normally, after an Achilles Tendon Repair, there would be more or less effusion; as for the absorption time, it depends on the surgical trauma and the patient's physical fitness.

Unexpectedly, the surgery completed by Ji Xiang actually had no effusion!

It looked like the surgical trauma was quite light, and the surgical completion was extremely high.

And Neymar's recovery... if there were no accidents, it would definitely be excellent!

Lin Jiuze felt a palpitation; he continued to look at the MRI.

The Achilles tendon was connected very well; one couldn't even tell where the rupture had been.

No! Looking closely, one could still tell, because the rupture location seemed to be "thicker" than other places.

Just like a bone fracture, after the fracture ends heal, callus formation will appear, and even if it suffers trauma again in the future, the previous rupture location will not break again.

Lin Jiuze silently watched Neymar's Magnetic Resonance Imaging. This football star had a bumpy road; after Mei Laoban won the World Cup and became a legend, Neymar not only failed to go further at Paris Saint-Germain but was instead plagued by injuries.

As for the Achilles tendon...

Hopefully, it could fully recover.

The image shown by the MRI was almost perfect. Lin Jiuze found it hard to find traces of the surgery. If judged by normal standards, the success of the surgery was beyond doubt.

"Oh? Neymar is recovering well." Ji Xiang stood behind and said.

"Ji Yisheng Xiang, please sit." Lin Jiuze stood up at the first opportunity, even faster than Zhao Zhe, looking exactly like a sycophant.

"No need for formalities, you sit." Ji Xiang glanced at the Magnetic Resonance Imaging, not caring in the slightest, "There is a training video, right? Let me take a look."

Zhao Zhe closed the Magnetic Resonance Imaging, found the training video, and opened it.

In the video, the familiar appearance of Neymar appeared; he was tentatively trying to stand up.

Looking at his expression, he was deeply worried.

(End of this chapter)