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Chapter 326 The Most Special Awards Ceremony

Davis was carried out of the field on a stretcher by the team doctor.

And when the finals MVP was finally announced, the audience fell into a weird silence.

"The winner of this year's FMVP is Michael Davis." Stern announced the news, and the Magic players looked at each other in blank dismay.

Who will accept the award?
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the player tunnel.

With the support of two team doctors, DeWeese walked out in a bouncing manner.

Suddenly, there was sparse applause at the scene.

The applause grew louder and louder, not only the Magic fans who came to Houston, but even the Rockets fans at home stood up and cheered for Davis.

Davis' face was very ugly, and his calf was in severe pain like being cut by a knife. He knew that he was in big trouble this time.

However, he still insisted on walking on the podium and picked up the FMVP trophy that belonged to him.

He and O'Neal stood in the middle of his teammates. O'Neal held the championship trophy, Davis held the FMVP trophy, and the reporters next to him frantically took pictures. They felt that this would be the most special championship award.

After the awards ceremony, Davis was immediately carried off the court by his teammates.

"Honey, what's the result of the test?" Davis asked as he saw Anna holding the CT result.

"Michael, you have to be mentally prepared." Anna's face was even uglier than that of Davis. She knew how cruel the result in her hands was to Davis, whose basketball was almost all of his life.

"Don't worry, I know something in my heart."

"Achilles tendon rupture." Anna only said a short word.

Even though he was prepared in his heart, when Davis heard Anna's final sentence, his vision still went dark.

"Do I have to suffer from the same injury in my two lifetimes and basketball career?" Davis lay on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling with blank eyes.

"I have already contacted the best hospital for treating Achilles tendon injuries. A special plane will pick you up right away. We will go directly to New York. Believe me, Michael, this is not the end."

Anna lowered her head and looked down at Davis, her big beautiful eyes were full of tenderness.

The Magic played the most successful season since their establishment. In the playoffs, they beat the Celtics, Hornets, and the Bulls in 7 games. Finally, they swept the Rockets, the strongest team in the West, in the finals and won the first championship in team history.

But since the finals, in front of the Amway Arena, a large number of fans are praying for Davis every day.

They knew that without Davis, the Magic would not know how long they would have to wait for their first championship. Davis brought them their first championship trophy, but they crashed down at the last minute of the finals.

A week later, the Magic officially held a press conference to announce DeWeese's surgery.

"The operation was very successful. After eight to ten months of recuperation, Michael can step on the court again." This is the main content of the press conference.

But this also means that next season, Davis will basically be completely absent, at least he will not appear on the court during the regular season.

At the same time, the offseason has officially begun.

At the league meeting, DeWeese, who was still on the hospital bed, once again instructed the Magic to propose abolishing the Hand-Check rule, but it still failed. However, this year's situation is better than last year, and it passed with only a difference of two votes.

In the next draft lottery, the Warriors won the No. [-] pick, followed by the Clippers, Philadelphia, Bullets and Timberwolves.

Davis was lying on the hospital bed bored, but he was thinking of bad ideas.

"Michael, look who's here." Anna's voice came from the door.

Davis looked at the door and found that it was Iverson and the three of them.

"I heard that the operation was successful, so rest assured." Iverson pulled a chair and sat down beside Davis' bed.

"It's okay, I don't know how far it can recover." Davis smiled wryly, looking at his legs that were hung high.

Carter and Nash then sat down.

Several people chatted for a while, Iverson seemed to have made a decision, and suddenly raised his head and said a word to Davis.

"Michael, I'm going to enter this year's draft."

Davis was shocked.

"What? Aaron? Why?"

Iverson once again repeated what he had just said.

"I'm going to enter this year's draft."

"Why not spend a few more years in college?"

"I want to make money."

"You don't need money now, do you?"

"I don't want to rely on you anymore, Michael, I already owe you too much."

Although Davis looked at Iverson's face, although it was not good-looking, it seemed that he had indeed made a decision.

Just now Davis was thinking about how to select Garnett, who had the most potential in this year's draft, to the team. Iverson's words completely disrupted his arrangements.

Although the injury cast a shadow over the game two years later, Davis is still going to follow the system prompts and try his best to improve the team's strength, so it is very important to draft seed players every year.

"Allen, have you considered playing for the Magic?"

This time it was Iverson's turn to be surprised.

"Although I really want to play with the Magic, you are number one in the league this year."

Iverson's implication is that it is impossible to select him by relying on the No. 28 pick that the Magic is determined to die.

"You don't have to worry about it, just say whether you will come or not."

"Of course I am willing to play on your team, even as a substitute."

Davis didn't expect that the changes he brought to Iverson would be so great. This unruly little man would rather retire than accept the status of a substitute in his previous life. . . .

"Of course I didn't choose you to be a substitute, so don't worry about it."

Davis said something to Iverson, and then changed the subject.

"Vince, Stephen, you two don't plan to participate in the draft, do you?"

Carter and Nash shook their heads at the same time.

"The two of us have discussed that we will at least bring another NCAA championship to the University of Florida before we consider participating in the draft."

Davis nodded. If the two of them also came to join in the fun and wanted to participate in this year's draft together, then it would be troublesome.

"Okay, then enjoy your vacation and don't forget to come to the training camp. The list should be sent out in a few days."

"Then we're going straight to Orlando."

"Also, remember to tell the family."

After chatting for a while, DeWeese helped the three of them book tickets to Orlando.

"When will you leave New York?" Iverson asked Davis before leaving.

"About a week later, you can leave after the stitches are removed. The rest is to rest and recover. Train well in Orlando. If you let me know what messed up place you go to during the offseason, I won't forgive you."

Davis waved his hand, not forgetting to threaten Iverson.

(End of this chapter)