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Chapter 405 I'm finally cured~! !
It has been nearly two months since Gasol Jr. suffered a stress fracture in his right ankle playing on behalf of the Lausanne Academy.

Traditional Chinese medicine says that it takes [-] days for a muscle injury, but Gasol, who is eager to return to the court, can't wait that long.

Especially after being selected by the Lakers in the draft, Gasol's comeback sentiment became even higher.

Every time he went to the hospital for a follow-up visit, Gasol was very excited when he heard the news from the doctor that he was recovering well.

Of course, Gasol naturally hopes to recover faster, and it is best to return to the court as soon as possible.

"Because this kind of conservative treatment is prone to repeated injuries, if you suddenly increase the intensity of training at this stage, it is easy to cause secondary injuries, and the loss outweighs the gain, so I suggest that you better talk to your team doctor again. Let's discuss it and see how to deal with it~!"

The doctor's response still made Gasol somewhat disappointed.

"If there are no more problems next week, I can basically return to the court~!!"

However, the doctor's next words gave Gasol a new hope.

"Hold on, hold on for another week, I will be able to return to the court in a week~!!!"

Leaving the hospital, Gasol thought to himself.

After all, nearly two months have passed, and this week is not bad.

Moreover, Gasol Jr. is not like when he was just injured, he can only use crutches or lie in bed all day.

Now he can move freely. Although his lower limbs are still protected, his upper limbs are absolutely fine.

So little Gasol soaked in the weight room every day, frantically training his upper body strength.

Soon, another week passed, and it was time for a follow-up visit.

"I hope there will be a good result this time, a result that I have been waiting for for many days~!!"

Standing in front of the hospital gate, Gasol prayed and sighed.

"I remember you said last week that there should be nothing wrong with this inspection. I can go back to the court. Now is the time to test your medical skills~!!"

Before preparing for the examination, Lan Shengli joked with the doctor.

"Haha, you are threatening me naked~!!"

The doctor responded with a smile while adjusting the equipment.

"I have been doing rehabilitation training according to your instructions, and even my diet has changed a lot, so I think if you are skilled, I should be fine this time. On the other hand, if this inspection shows that I can Training with the ball means that the rehabilitation plan you made for me is correct, doesn't it~?!"

Little Gasol continued.

"Haha, okay, okay, I can't say enough about you, you are amazing, it seems that if you don't get a good result with me today, I'm afraid I will lose my job~!!"

The doctor also responded in a mocking tone that seemed a little panicked.

"Maybe,,, haha~!!"

Lan Shengli continued to respond jokingly.

The whole atmosphere is friendly, but I don't know if it will be like this after the final result comes out.

While speaking, Gasol was already lying on the machine and began to check.

It didn't take long for the test results to come out.

The doctor put this film together with the film at the time of the initial examination.

"Look, this is the first time you came here, you can clearly see the fracture of the fracture, this is the film that was just taken, the crack has completely disappeared, and there is no problem with your ankle now~!!"

The doctor compared the two photos and said in a relieved tone.

"So, doctor, I'm completely cured, right~!?"

Little Gasol looked at the doctor expectantly and asked.

"Of course, congratulations, you can come back to participate in basketball-related activities~!"

The doctor nodded and said.

"Haha~!! Great~!! Great~!! Finally, finally, I'm finally cured~!!!"

Little Gasol screamed to the sky, fisted with both hands, extremely excited.

It was a feeling of a long drought and nectar, a feeling of "lore".

"However, you should pay attention. At this stage when the injury has just recovered, it is still not possible to do too high-intensity confrontational training, especially the kind of five-on-five full-court games. It is best to avoid it, and let your ankle slowly Get used to the intensity, come little by little~!"

The doctor reminded Gasol when he saw that Gasol was a little "smug".

"Okay, okay, I see~!!"

Gasol Jr. responded immediately.

"Anyway, I will send your final injury recovery report to your team at that time, and someone will continue to tell you at that time. Anyway, remember that you don't rush to play the game. You can participate in the official game. There is still a period of time,,, "

The doctor continued to remind.

"I see, doctor, I have known you for such a long time, the sentence just now is the most beautiful sentence I have ever heard, haha~!!"

Little Gasol continued with a smile.

"Which sentence~?!"

the doctor asked.

"I can come back to participate in basketball-related activities~!"

"That's it, I've been waiting for you for a long time, haha~!"

Little Gasol repeated and continued to say with a smile.

"You cooperated very well, the recovery period has already exceeded the expected time~!!"

The doctor continued to reply.

"Okay, doctor, I'll retreat first if there's nothing else to do, I'll treat you to dinner when I have time, haha, goodbye~!!"

Little Gasol said, and hurried away.

"Haha, what a kid who loves basketball,"

The doctor shook his head, smiled, and sighed.

"I've got the doctor's consent and I can resume basketball training~!"

"I've got the doctor's consent and I can resume basketball training~!"

"I've got the doctor's consent and I can resume basketball training~!"

When he got home, whether he saw his parents or his younger brother, Gasol kept repeating that sentence, for fear that his family would not know his situation.

"Brother's ankle is so good~!?"

The younger brother looked at his mother and asked.

"Maybe, look at his lively appearance, it's only strange if he is injured~!"

Mother sighed.

"Then I can go play basketball with my brother~?!"

The younger brother turned his head again, looked at his father, and asked.

"Oh, yes,,"

Father nodded in response.

"Just looking at Mark's appearance, the ankle injury is healed, is there any problem mentally~?!?!"

The father looked at the little Gasol who seemed to be dancing Yangko in the garden in front of the door, with a helpless expression, and sighed.

"Most likely,,,"

The younger brother and mother also looked at Gasol in a daze and sighed.

(End of this chapter)