Chapter 1 Wood
Chapter 1 Wood
As the blurriness in his vision gradually dissipated, Lin Mu rubbed his eyes hard and found himself surrounded by many foreigners.
who am I?
where am I?
What am I doing?
After asking myself these three soul-searching questions, a flood of memories rushed into my mind like a tidal wave.
crossed!
During the last week of my residency training, I stayed up all night and ended up in 2005, inhabiting the body of someone with the same name.
But... this guy's resume is pretty impressive.
Graduated from the University of Milan with a degree in Clinical Medicine, specializing in sports medicine.
Three years for a bachelor's degree, three years for a master's degree, six years for a combined bachelor's and master's degree to obtain an MD, and then painstakingly completed basic standardized residency training.
I applied for a part-time PhD program this year.
That was really tiring.
Lin Mu silently complained.
The original owner was an external collaborative researcher at the Milan laboratory, mainly responsible for data collection, literature collation, and auxiliary diagnosis.
wrong...
He's clearly just a PhD working for free.
How come I'm surrounded by so many people?
"Filippo just has normal muscle fatigue! You're just here to record data, and you dare to question my diagnosis?"
A middle-aged man with a disdainful expression and a balding head said coldly to Lin Mu, "Forget it, why am I telling you all this, Wood? I'm officially informing you now that your work at the Milan laboratory is over!"
The middle-aged man spoke in an unfriendly tone.
Just a few months ago, one of the greatest comebacks in football history, the Miracle Night in Istanbul, took place in the Champions League final.
Unfortunately...
Milan is the backdrop.
Because of this humiliating defeat, the team management called him over and gave him a dressing down.
He questioned him about Inzaghi's injury.
If it weren't for Inzaghi sitting in the stands as a spectator in this crucial match, they might not have been defeated.
As for whether it's true or not.
In any case, they always need to find an excuse, or rather, find someone to take the blame.
This made him, who had been in charge of the Milan laboratory for many years and whose influence was constantly increasing, feel dissatisfied.
Nowadays, even a doctoral student dares to question himself?
Maltseman was furious. "I'll tell San Raphael you're not a good fit for our project! Now, immediately, take your things and get out of my territory!"
Lin Mu rubbed his temples.
After receiving all the memories, he finally understood.
The man in front of me is the head of the famous Milan laboratory.
Belgian doctor Malserman.
He focuses on research in psychology and sports science, and is particularly skilled in chiropractic. He once provided treatment for AC Milan owner Silvio Berlusconi.
Oh shit!
That sounds nice, but what is this spinal acupressure therapy? Isn't it just massage?
Even Inzaghi's biceps femoris muscle strain was not a simple case of fatigue and pain, which was not obvious!
Or do you just not want to see it?
After all, the Milan laboratory is now considered unique in the field of sports medicine.
A wealth of data and groundbreaking analytical models led to a dramatic decrease in Milan's injury situation.
The Milan Lab has also gradually taken over the management of the entire Milan team's sports science, training, and player psychology.
They might even get involved in match advice and transfers.
It's not just a medical department; it's more like a comprehensive department.
Just now at the discussion on Inzaghi's issue.
The stubborn original owner got into an argument with Malthusian and then fainted for some reason. Maybe it was because he was weak from working late every night?
Then I found myself transported here.
"bite!!!"
A cold, mechanical voice suddenly echoed in Lin Mu's mind.
[Host: Lin Mu]
[Capability: Precise diagnosis and treatment of sports injuries, meaning the host can directly see the root cause of sports injuries, such as the location of tiny tears in muscle fibers, the degree of wear and tear on articular cartilage, calcification points, etc., and can gain experience points by treating athletes to improve their own sports medicine skills]
Below that is a technology tree-like structure, consisting of five core categories of sports medicine.
These are "Sports Trauma Surgery", "Sports Rehabilitation Medicine", "Sports Physiology and Sports Science", "Sports Clinical Medicine", and "Preventive Sports Medicine".
When a host participates in the treatment of an athlete, it signifies a binding with that athlete. Experience points will be awarded to the host based on the effectiveness of the treatment and the athlete's performance in the competition.
[Currently Bound Athlete: None]
[Bind an athlete, activate the system, and you will receive a badge gift pack]
The badge pack includes: Recovery Boost Badge, Insight Diagnosis Badge, Experience Boost Badge...
The overwhelming amount of information made Lin Mu feel a little dizzy.
Ten seconds later.
"I have the most experience points in sports trauma surgery and rehabilitation medicine..."
Just as Lin Mu was about to investigate further, he suddenly remembered his current situation and looked up to find that Malserman had already left.
His colleagues patted him on the shoulder.
......
When Lin Mu walked out of Milanello, AC Milan's training ground, carrying a box.
He looked up at the bright sky outside.
"Since we're already here..."
Lin Mu sighed.
Although being a PhD student is better than being a miserable resident trainee, he still wants to go back.
Because he has family and friends.
In Italy, a place where I know no one, I don't even know if I'll be able to graduate.
"At least I have memories of the future. If all else fails, I can work and save money, then buy sports or speculate in stocks..."
Lin Mu is also an optimist.
Instead of worrying about things you can't do, make yourself more comfortable.
"So now the problem is... since I have a system, I definitely want to try and make some achievements in the field of sports medicine."
Lin Mu got into his Fiat Punto, a newly released sports sedan.
I bought this to celebrate becoming an external collaborating researcher at the Milan lab.
By the way, the original owner seems to be a Rossoneri, that is, a Milan fan.
No wonder they were so willing to part with it.
He's a bit dull, and he even questioned the department head on someone else's turf.
Aren't you just looking for trouble?
Although...
Knock knock knock.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the car window. Lin Mu turned around and saw that it was Inzaghi. His handsome face looked angular in the sunlight.
Unfortunately, the cane tucked under his arm ruined the cool factor.
"Filippo, what's wrong?" Lin Mu opened the car door and got out, pointing to the shady area. "Let's talk over there."
He then helped Inzaghi walk over.
Immediately afterwards, he focused his gaze on the back of Inzaghi's right leg, and sure enough, it was just as the system had described.
He can see the root cause of players' injuries directly.
How do I describe it?
It's like the perspective is rotating and switching, and the target muscle being observed seems to be peeled away layer by layer.
Deep in the middle section of the biceps femoris muscle.
Several muscle fibers that should have been smoothly connected broke.
This is a tiny tear caused by a sprain.
The damaged area is yellow.
The surrounding inflamed edema zone has a faint reddish tinge.
Lin Mu remembered that Robben's recurring old injury during his time at Real Madrid was this one.
They don't look heavy at all.
But each time it would keep him in bed for a month, once, twice, three times... The muscles would lose their explosive power due to repeated tearing.
"Wood, I've heard about what happened to you. I'm sorry I can't say anything on your behalf."
Inzaghi spoke up.
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