"Hey, boss.        " Seeing Ricard walk into the ward, Morris greeted him with a smile.

"How do you feel?" Ricard tried hard to control his emotions.

"It doesn't hurt that much, I think it shouldn't be serious, right? What do the doctor say?" Morris was still wearing the Tornados' golden away jersey at this time.

"They just took a picture of you, so the detailed results will be obtained tomorrow." Ricard comforted Morris while comforting himself. Didn't the doctor just say that it was just a preliminary judgment? Didn't the doctor say that it was not 100% confirmed yet?

"How was the game? How was that guy Gist played when I was away?"

"We beat our opponents! You have been completely confused by you. Even if you are not on the court, he can't get rid of the shadow of being beaten by you. Today that guy swung so hard."

"Haha! Go and have a Carl Landry!" The joy of victory had completely overwhelmed his concern for injury at this moment.

Ricard looked at Morris who was so optimistic now, and his heart felt even more painful as if he was hit hard.

"Hey! See who is here?" After a while, the other members of the Tornado team rushed to the hospital.

"Your brother, I feel so comfortable here. I have food and drink here, and I can also enjoy the beautiful nurse. "Morris smiled even happier when he saw his teammates.

"You guy, you snatched all the attention of us today." Anjie took out his phone and came to Morris's eyes. The screen was the news of today's NCAA game.

"Even if you haven't finished the game today, you're still named the best in the game."

"Yes, this is my big man bull."

The members of the Tornado team did not mention any injuries, because the doctor just told them about their current diagnosis with the same answer at the door.

"Hey, you'll be back soon. Without you help me with those insider blaming me, I'm very hard to play, my partner."

"Don't worry, Anjie, I'm just taking a few days off." After saying that, Morris stretched out his hand and touched Anjie's fists.

"Okay, you guys go back to the hotel first. I'll stay here until his family arrives. If nothing unexpected happens, we will set off to return to Ames City tomorrow." Ricard urged the young people to go back and rest quickly.

"Then let's go, wait for you to come back, Damanniu."

Come back, can Morris really catch up with the rest of the season?

..

The next morning, the Tornado players returned to Ames City first, while Ricard stayed here to continue to follow up on Morris' injury.

Ricard and Morris' parents were both sitting anxiously outside the doctor's office door waiting. After getting the light tablet, the doctors had discussed it in the office for a long time, and yi had not yet produced any results.

After an hour, the doctor took out several detailed medical reports and gave them to the three people waiting outside.

Everyone frowned after receiving the report, not because of how serious Morris' injury was, but because they didn't understand these professional terms.

"Explain it, this report is too professional." After reading a few lines, Ricard couldn't read it anymore.

"Simply put, the Achilles tendon is a thick and tight tendon connected between the foot and the calf. It is formed by the fusion of the triceps tendon about 5 cm above the heel. Humans can jump and run, and they rely on it." The best doctor in this hospital said with x-rays.

"But according to the film, we can see that this powerful Achilles tendon has a self-torture tear."

"Can it be cured?" Ricard could no longer wait for so many complicated and professional explanations.

The doctor looked at Ricard and Morris' parents in a heart-wrenching manner, "Basketball players have high requirements for the health of Achilles tendons, because this directly affects their most basic running and jumping. But this is still possible, and of course I just said it is possible." You can't say anything to death, this is one of the many principles in the medical community.

"Speak on." Ricard waved his hand.

"I think even if he is cured, it will seriously affect his athletic ability. If he is cured, it does not mean that Morris can return to the state before the injury. It can be said that he will face the situation of ending his basketball career early." The doctor said that the voice became smaller and smaller. Even if he had seen countless life and death, how easy was it to sentence him to a basketball player to death?

Ending his basketball career early? What a joke? This kid is only 9 years old. Even if he can't play nBa, it doesn't mean he can't play professional basketball from other places. His erectile dysfunction has just begun!

"Oh God, why do you treat my child like this?" After the doctor said, Morris's mother immediately covered her face and cried. This child has wanted to use basketball as a profession and live in basketball since she was a child. Playing professional basketball is his dream. He and her husband are also very supportive. They have spent a lot of money and energy on basketball. Now Morris is almost rewarded, but he has been sentenced to death so ruthlessly. Which parent can accept it?

Morris's father kept comforting his wife beside him, but who could come to comfort him?

Ricard couldn't tell what it felt like. His proud disciples might not be able to return to the court. Now they can only take a look at the steps. In short, let's start the treatment first.

"Marris and Mrs. Morris, don't worry, I will apply to the school for medical expenses, and the school will definitely support and cooperate strongly. Don't be too pessimistic. Whether you can play basketball depends on the recovery situation. Morris is so strong, I believe he can recover better than ordinary people." Besides these, what else can Ricard do?

However, what Ricard said did not work much at all. Morris's mother still cried. Morris's father could only give Ricard a slight nod to show his gratitude.

Ricard turned around and looked at the closed ward. He probably heard the person inside who said that he had heard it. When Ricard entered the ward again, Morris no longer had the energy of yesterday.

Morris lay on the hospital bed with a expressionless face, without saying hello to Ricard, or even looking at Ricard, he just stared at the ceiling. Ricard wanted to speak but stopped, and it was useless to say anything now. It was not him who was injured, and he would never be able to feel the painful feeling.

"I want to play basketball, boss." After a long time, Morris said this lifelessly.

The last time when Morris said this, it was because he was late for a nap and Ricard insisted on driving him away. Now, Ricard and Morris would rather accept the punishment ten times that of the time in exchange for a basketball career. But this time, no matter how hard Morris and Ricard tried, the result would be uncertain.

..

on site!

"Let me hear your cheers! Welcome the power forward of the Tornado, Andrew Morris!"

"Oh! Have you seen it? Mike Taylor and Morris's cooperation and air relay again!"

"Anger missed the hook, ah! Morris succeeded in the patch!"

cheer, praise, flash, media, news, fame

teammate!

"Hey! Damanniu! I'll help me watch behind me later!"

"Beautiful! You really have it!"

"This is my big black guy!!"

Dunk, high high, hug, encourage, trust, victory
Chapter completed!