Chapter 673: A Small Step for Neymar, a Giant Leap for Sports Medicine

Neymar refused the support of the doctors beside him; he tentatively stood up.

It was surprisingly steady!

He should not have felt any pain; even Neymar found this unexpected situation quite astonishing.

After standing steady, Neymar hesitated for a moment, then lingered for a long time before tentatively taking a small step forward.

Lin Jiuze's heart suddenly hung in the air.

A small step for Neymar, very likely a giant leap for Sports Medicine.

He completely forgot about Zhao Dali.

With Neymar there, who would care about an unknown kid?

Neymar walked very steadily; after several attempts, he began to try bending his knees and squatting.

"Don't!" Lin Jiuze said subconsciously while watching the video.

"It's fine." Ji Xiang smiled. "I saw the Magnetic Resonance Imaging from that time; the recovery is excellent. Moderate knee bending and squatting won't put too much burden on the Achilles Tendon Repair."

Lin Jiuze fell silent.

He knew what Ji Xiang said was right, but the facts presented before his eyes were just so unbelievable.

In the video, Neymar was moving slightly; he was testing things out, not engaging in aggressive exercise.

Neymar had become a doctor through his own long-term illness and had his own insights into various post-operative rehabilitations.

It looked like there shouldn't be any problems; Lin Jiuze noticed the time on the video—the 11th day post-operation.

It must have been shortly after leaving Hang Yi Da Yi Fu Yuan that Neymar was able to walk on the ground.

Next was the second video; Neymar was already doing simple exercises on equipment.

This time, Neymar was not as anxious or cautious as in the first video; he looked very happy. It stood to reason that the recovery was going smoothly and the Magnetic Resonance Imaging report was quite ideal.

After a few sets of exercises, the rehabilitation therapist and the medical team called for a stop, and Neymar didn't insist on continuing.

Rehabilitation is not a matter of a single day; it needs to be done slowly, bit by bit.

In the third video, Neymar had already moved from the indoor equipment room to the football field.

He was a bit excited, bouncing lightly on the green grass.

"The recovery is good, excellent." Ji Xiang gave his conclusion. "Zhao Ge, send an email over there; they can appropriately speed up the rehabilitation, no need to be so conservative."

"You got it." Zhao Zhe didn't question Ji Xiang's words at all; whatever Ji Xiang said was the truth.

"Doctor Ji, can Neymar recover until he's 30?" Lin Jiuze asked.

Ji Xiang looked at Lin Jiuze with a strange expression, which made Lin Jiuze pause for a moment.

Was his question very strange?

"Neymar has been injured many times, and this isn't the first time for his Achilles tendon injury. It would be good enough to recover to the state he was in before the Achilles tendon injury; if there can be any improvement, it's just Neymar's good luck."

"..." Lin Jiuze broke into a cold sweat.

How could he have asked such an unrealistic question?

Doctor Ji performed surgery, not alien technology modification to turn back time.

"Today's surgery is quite late." Ji Xiang muttered.

The Interventional Catheter Room at the Second Affiliated Hospital is shared by several departments, and surgeries are scheduled in order; it's not that Ji Xiang has all his surgeries scheduled first.

If that were the case, the directors of other departments would be very unhappy.

"The United States is still more advanced." Ji Xiang said.

"Oh? Doctor Ji, how so?" Lin Jiuze asked.

"If it were in Massachusetts, I could donate a DSA Machine that only I would use. I could even name it myself, just call it the Ji Xiang Medical Center."

"!!!" Lin Jiuze was drenched in cold sweat.

A DSA Machine, not even counting the most cutting-edge ones, costs nearly ten million dollars just for the one at the Second Affiliated Hospital.

Ji Xiang would just donate it like that? Just for the convenience of performing surgery?

And naming it would cost even more than that.

If it were someone else, Lin Jiuze would think they didn't know anything. But since it was Ji Xiang, he felt... it must be his own shallowness.

Lin Jiuze sighed softly.

However, Ji Xiang just said it in passing, then found a place to sit down and started reading.

Lin Jiuze repeatedly watched Neymar's recovery progress, including the Magnetic Resonance Imaging and the several video clips.

Finally, Lin Jiuze concluded—if there were no accidents, Neymar would definitely be able to recover to the physical state he was in before the Achilles tendon injury.

The surgical results were so good that Lin Jiuze couldn't believe it.

Just this alone, if he didn't write two papers, he would be doing himself a disservice, Lin Jiuze thought to himself.

However, the surgery was performed by Ji Xiang; if he wanted to write a paper, he would have to seek Ji Xiang's consent.

But Lin Jiuze wasn't in a rush. After it was their turn to perform surgery, finishing all of today's Renal Cancer Embolization, and checking on the Patient, Lin Jiuze turned back to look for Ji Xiang, but he was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is Doctor Ji?" Lin Jiuze asked Zhao Zhe.

"Doctor Meng Qingfei is on duty today; Xiao Ji should have gone to the Emergency Department," Zhao Zhe replied while writing the surgical notes.

As a chatterbox, Zhao Zhe's words seemed a bit sparse; Lin Jiuze felt he had something else on his mind.

Sure enough, Lin Jiuze's judgment was spot on; Zhao Zhe immediately asked, "Doctor Lin, there is something I would like to trouble you with."

"Speak, it's no problem."

It must be about writing a paper, Lin Jiuze thought to himself.

"Can you help me write the email to communicate with Neymar's team? I get a headache every time I have to contact foreigners via email. My foreign language isn't good, and I have to flip through a dictionary to write. Xiao Ji's English is good, but I can't push back work assigned by the leadership, right?"

"Sure, no problem. Write down the content in a bit, and I'll translate it into English and send it to them." Lin Jiuze looked at Zhao Zhe and then asked, "The surgical results are so good, I didn't expect it; do we need to describe it more?"

"I thought of it; before Zhao Dali's surgery, I already felt that Doctor Xiao Ji would be able to complete it successfully."

"The surgical results are so good, I think we should write two papers," Lin Jiuze said calmly.

It looked as if Lin Jiuze was just saying it casually, but as he spoke, his gaze fell upon Zhao Zhe.

"Papers, Xiao Ji is in charge of that."

"..." Lin Jiuze was stunned for a moment, "Have they been written? The writing format for foreign journals is different from domestic ones; I could..."

"I heard from Xiao Ji that The Lancet and European Journal of Sports Medicine have both accepted the manuscripts and will publish them in the next issue."

"!!!"

Lin Jiuze's eyes widened, looking like copper bells.

The peer review for The Lancet is extremely strict; after all, it is a top-tier journal in the medical field. How could the review be finished in the blink of an eye? How is this possible!

Even for Neymar's surgery and recovery, in Lin Jiuze's view, it would at least require submitting the paper and waiting three to five months before there could be a conclusion.

Zhao Zhe must be bragging, Lin Jiuze thought to himself.

"Xiao Ji is even a bit unhappy because the review for the New England Journal of Medicine is slow," Zhao Zhe said with a smile, "He originally wrote 12 different papers, but now that over a week has passed, only two publishing houses have confirmed they will publish them."

"!!!"

"Xiao Ji said he will cooperate more with these two journals in the future, and the others will only serve as backups."

This statement was arrogant beyond measure! Lin Jiuze did not know if it was true or false.

(End of this chapter)