ATPnovel Chapter 64 I am also living in this era
Chapter 64 I am also living in this era
2005 12 Month 29 Day.
Milan.
Malpensa Airport.
Lin Mu was wearing a suit given to him by Moratti, and Pata was carrying two suitcases beside him.
"Finally, we're going back."
Lin Mu sighed.
He probably would have left the day before yesterday if it weren't for waiting for Pata to get his visa.
Stephen also went along.
Fu Haoqiang and other elite orthopedic surgeons from the hospital were originally going along as well.
But what are they going there for?
They were quite happy to work for free, since they could learn something as long as they were near the trees.
But I'm afraid the impact it will have will be significant.
Lin Mu considered that he was only making throwing knives, not giving any forums or lectures.
They refused the request from the orthopedic experts.
He only brought his new assistant, Pata, and Steve with him.
Pata put down her suitcase, ran to a restaurant not far away, and quickly ran back. "Your smoked salmon rolls, please."
Lin Mu took it and slowly began to eat.
With his other hand, he opened the file to browse.
The drainage center has booked an operating room at Kyoto University Third Hospital.
Some procedures and permits are being expedited.
It's estimated that the results will be available by New Year's Day, so the surgery is scheduled for January 2nd next year.
The surgery mainly involved three parts.
Arthroscopic debridement, intramedullary nailing of the tibia, and autologous bone grafting.
Lin Mu made an estimate.
If nothing unexpected happens, it should be finished within four hours.
"I'm about to board the plane. Please proceed with the examinations I've prescribed."
Lin Mu dialed Zhang Xin's number and said.
The Serie A season will start soon, and he doesn't have much time.
Therefore, we should try to save as much as possible.
And he also needs to go back to his hometown.
When the boarding announcement came over the loudspeaker, Lin Mu stood up and looked at the distant sky.
"Let's go."
He looked at Pata.
This flight will take approximately eight hours.
It's been a long time...
Lin Mu suddenly thought of something.
The domestic situation in 2005 exists only in the depths of his memory.
But soon he will be experiencing this era firsthand.
......
Kyoto.
The office of the head of the Department of Orthopedics at Kyoto University Third Hospital.
"Mochini has a brilliant student."
Li Kangren put down the mouse in his hand.
On the computer screen was a paper on forestry that he had read many times.
A while ago.
Roberto Mochini, who had also studied at the Munich Medical School, sent him an email.
They said they were helping to take care of the students.
Li Kangren then remembered that the second author of the paper that had caused a huge stir in the orthopedic field was actually his old friend.
Also strange.
The student is the first author, and the teacher is the second author.
But through emails, he gradually learned what level Lin Mu was at.
"A level I can't fathom."
That's how Roberto Mochini described it.
"How will you perform this combined surgery?"
Lee Kang-in continued to slide the roller.
Zhao Ruirui's surgery is not something that cannot be performed in China.
But the question is, to what extent can it be done?
Performing three procedures on a top athlete at once, or dealing with a complex case of repeated tibial fatigue fracture.
In case something happens.
Who will take responsibility?
Knock knock knock!
"Director Li, Dr. Lin's flight is landing soon, and he should come directly to the hospital."
His assistant's voice came from outside the door.
"Yeah?"
Lee Kang-in adjusted his glasses.
In the past, when foreign experts came to visit, they all put on airs and insisted on enjoying life first.
"Zhang Xin said that Dr. Lin wanted to see the patient first."
The assistant was also a little surprised.
"Alright, make all the necessary preparations so that they don't feel slighted," Lee Kang-in instructed.
at the same time.
A black 2005 Audi A6L was parked in the parking lot outside the international arrivals hall.
There were still several Buicks parked in the parking lot.
But the Santana is the most common.
Lin Mu and Pata passed through customs and walked out of the airport terminal.
Look up.
He saw many people holding signs to welcome people at the airport.
"Dr. Lin (Dr. Wood)!"
One of the signs had his Chinese name and English name written on it.
Lin Mu walked over.
"Hello Dr. Lin, welcome to Kyoto. I'm Zhang Xin from the External Affairs Department of the Volleyball Management Center. We've spoken before by phone and email!"
Zhang Xin, wearing a black Zhongshan suit, was clearly quite cold.
"Hello!"
Lin Mu grasped that cold hand.
"Would you like to rest for a bit?"
Zhang Xin noticed that Lin Mu had dark circles under his eyes, probably because he hadn't slept much on the plane in order to adjust to the time difference.
"No need, I'll go to the hospital to see the patient first, and then I'll rest tonight."
Lin Mu shook his head.
Zhang Xin didn't try to persuade them further and led the two out the door.
The December wind in Kyoto.
It was so cold it could chill you to the bone.
Fortunately, Lin Mu had brought a thick down jacket, which he had put on before leaving the house.
"Kyoto is freezing cold this winter."
Zhang Xin hadn't turned off the stove; the heating had been on full blast. "Are you settling in well over there? Is Milan's winter warmer?"
"The wind isn't that strong."
Lin Mu twitched his nostrils. "When we pass by the breakfast stall later, let's stop and have a meal there."
It's been so long since I've had authentic hometown food.
I smelled that odor as soon as I got off the plane.
It should be fried dough sticks and soy milk sold by vendors outside the airport.
Lin Mu's cravings instantly surged.
"Okay! I know which breakfast place has the most authentic breakfast, so let's—"
Zhang Xin hadn't finished speaking.
Lin Mu waved his hand, "I just remembered there must be some near the hospital entrance. We can just grab a bite there."
There was nothing at the entrance of San Rafael Hospital.
He's gotten used to it over the years.
I just remembered.
Moreover, the breakfasts served near hospitals are generally quite good.
"Okay!" Zhang Xin nodded repeatedly, thinking to himself... Dr. Lin is really responsible.
A black Audi drove along the airport expressway.
The road is lined with bare poplar trees, their branches pointing straight up to the sky like inverted pens.
The fence along the roadside had the word "real estate" written on it.
Inside, the boom of a tower crane slowly rotated, suspending a bundle of steel bars, and slowly rose into the sky.
"Kyoto has changed a lot in recent years."
Zhang Xin felt that the atmosphere couldn't be allowed to cool down.
Lin Mu did have an impression of Kyoto, but it was filled with countless high-rise buildings and commercial districts.
Those belong to another Kyoto.
"The changes are quite significant."
Lin Mu's tone carried a hint of melancholy.
When the car entered the city.
Many bicycles appeared along the roadside. In 2005, China was not like the future, where cars were everywhere.
But in some ways they are quite similar.
Because in the future there will be more electric vehicles than bicycles are now.
I just looked out the window at Kyoto.
Before they knew it, they had arrived at Kyoto University Third Hospital, but the expected street vendors were nowhere to be found.
"The city is implementing a convenient breakfast project, and that shop's fried dough sticks are really good."
Zhang Xin pointed to the shops along the street and explained.
But on the street not far away.
Lin Mu vaguely saw several tricycles, judging from the smell, they should be jianbing guozi or danji guanbing.
"Register now! Register now! Do you want an appointment with a specialist?"
"Add extra spice to the tofu pudding!"
"..."
Lin Mu took a deep breath of the smoky atmosphere and thought to himself that he, too, lived in this era.
She smiled and said, "I'll go buy a jianbing guozi first. You get me a tofu pudding too, and make sure it's sweet, not savory."
"Sweet?"
Zhang Xin froze on the spot.
My dear Dr. Lin!
Where am I supposed to get you some sweet tofu pudding?