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Chapter 306 First Aid
Tonight has become a carnival for sports reporters.

The scene where coach Mark, Iverson, Carter and Nash pushed Davis into the hospital in a hurry was filmed happily.

And the scene of DeWeese's face covered in blood also made them exclaim.

"What? Michael was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment?" Old DeWeese was the first person to receive the news.

And D'Antoni is the second.

"How long is the first flight to Seattle?" Old DeWeese asked his secretary immediately after hanging up the phone.

D'Antoni made the same choice.

"Michael, why are you here?" Anna looked at the person in front of her in surprise. Jordan was standing in front of her in casual attire.

"How is Little Michael?" Jordan didn't answer Anna's question. He was also at the game tonight, and soon knew about the unexpected situation outside the field. He also came to the hospital immediately.

His identity was known to everyone in the entire United States, so he relied on his face to get to the front of the emergency room unimpeded.

At this time, the lights above the emergency room went out, and the doctor came out with a report.

"Doctor, what's wrong with Michael?" Anna greeted him immediately.

Behind, Jordan, Coach Mark, Nash, Carter, and Iverson also surrounded the past.

"The patient's head was just a simple trauma, which should have happened when he fell down, but he had a slight concussion, but he was comatose..." The doctor looked at the report in his hand and scratched his head in confusion.

"What happened to his coma?"

"It seems...to be tired..." The doctor's words made Anna's eyes widen.

"What does it seem to mean?" Jordan asked unceremoniously.

"The lactic acid content in the patient's muscles has reached a very dangerous critical line, and it seems that it is still in a deteriorating condition. If this continues, it is very likely that lactic acid poisoning, we are already taking measures, but we have ruled out the possible causes of this situation one by one, leaving only the last possibility." The doctor looked disbelieving.

"That's the extreme amount of physical activity the patient was doing before they passed out, which caused this to happen."

"Commonly known as tired." The doctor finally came to a conclusion.

Several people looked at each other, they felt the seriousness of the matter.

Because of Davis' physical strength, he has been the strongest point of the Magic since he entered the league.

But recently, to be precise, after the shocking battle with Jordan, his physical condition has continued to deteriorate.

Even today, this happened with a whole day of inactivity.

"Then is he in any danger?" Anna asked the doctor nervously.

"If there is really no other reason, the patient just needs to rest well, but it's hard to say how long the rest will be." The doctor pushed his eyes and said solemnly.

Everyone was relieved to hear that Davis was in no danger.

At this time, there was a loud bang at the door of the emergency room, and a person dressed as a security guard was pushed in by a group of people in embarrassment. Then a large group of people stepped on the security guard and rushed over with cameras and microphones.

"What's the matter with you? This is a hospital, where are the security guards? Where are the guards?" The doctor turned pale with fright. He knew who these people were in front of him, and he also knew how influential the news of this matter was.

Lying in the ward is the league's quasi-No. 1 point guard, and waiting outside the ward is the league's No.[-] Jordan, and the team's main player who just won the NCAA championship tonight.

But the reporters didn't care about him, a group of people rushed to Jordan's side, scrambling to poke the microphone in front of Jordan's eyes.

"Michael, I heard that Michael Davis is being rescued inside, is it true?"

"Michael, how is DeWeese's situation? Is life in danger?"

"Michael, what happened to Davis?"

After all, Jordan is a seasoned veteran player, he smiled calmly.

"DeWeese accidentally fell after watching the NCAA finals at night. After the doctor's examination, there is nothing serious, so don't worry." Jordan spoke seriously into the microphone with his face full.

"I believe the Magic will hold a special press conference tomorrow. You don't have to worry too much about Davis' injury. Michael needs a rest now. Let's leave first and give him a quiet space to recuperate." Jordan politely pushed the reporters away.

An exasperated security guard ran over with footprints all over his body.

"I warn you, this is a hospital, if you do this, you will go to jail."

The reporters under the steps rushed out in a swarm.

By the way, he stepped on the security guard again. . .

Several people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, but Anna frowned again in an instant.

She is still worried about Davis' condition, and how to explain Davis' weird "injury" today to public opinion tomorrow.

Then, outside the hospital, the reporters were writing their manuscripts while looking at the strange scene that they had never seen before.

Old DeWeese hurried into the hospital in the middle of the night, and D'Antoni arrived at the hospital around the same time.

Then, the NBA's local leader, the Sonics, Gary Payton and former Magic player Dennis Scott, came to the hospital hand in hand.

By the next day, more people came to Seattle.

Many people even came here on the same flight.

In the most luxurious ward in the hospital, everyone looked at DeWeese, who was lying on the bed and sleeping, with bandages wrapped around his face, with heavy expressions.

"The lactic acidosis has been suppressed, and his muscles have not been affected in any way, but now he just can't wake up. The most appropriate explanation is that he is really exhausted." The doctor carefully reported the situation of Davis to the old Davis who was not angry.

"How is Michael?" At this moment, a new voice came from outside the house.

"It's okay, I just haven't woken up yet, you can go in and have a look." O'Neill's voice sounded.

The Magic have no game today, and their next game is against the Pistons tomorrow.

So today almost all the Magic players came to Seattle.

"Is his current condition suitable for transfer? I want to send him to Minnesota."

In the ward, Old DeWeese consulted the doctor for his opinion.

Minnesota has the No. [-] Mayo Clinic in the United States. With the financial resources of the old Davis, Davis can be transferred to the Mayo Clinic in minutes.

"Actually, the Rehabilitation Institute in Chicago is also very good." Jordan interjected next to him.

The doctor shook his head.

"Michael's symptoms are actually the same wherever he receives treatment. Whether it's the Mayo Clinic, the Chicago Rehabilitation Institute, or our Grace Hospital, the most important thing now is when Michael will wake up. As for transferring to another hospital, I also suggest thinking about it after he wakes up."

After all, doctors are professionals, so old DeWeese dismissed the idea.

(End of this chapter)