The Way of the Center

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

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

"It's not that painful. I don't think it's serious? What did the doctor say?" Morris was still wearing the Cyclones' gold away jersey.

"They took a picture of you just now, and the detailed results will be released tomorrow." Ricard comforted Morris and comforted himself at the same time. Didn't the doctor just say that it was only a preliminary judgment? Didn't the doctor say that there is no 100% diagnosis yet?

"How's the game going? How's that boy Gist playing while I'm away?"

"We beat our opponents! Gist has been completely fooled by you. Even if you are not on the court, he can't get rid of the shadow of being blown up by you. That guy played really badly today."

"Haha! Go fuck the next Carl Landry!" The joy of victory has completely overshadowed his worry about injury at this moment.

Ricard looked at Morris, who was so optimistic now, and felt pain in his heart as if he had been hit hard.

"Hey! Look who's here?" After a while, other members of the Cyclone team rushed to the hospital.

"Your elder brother, I am very comfortable here. I can eat and drink while lying here, and I can also admire the beautiful lady nurse." Morris smiled even more happily when he saw his teammates.

"You bastard, you stole our limelight today." An Jie took out his mobile phone and put it in front of Morris. The news of today's NCAA game was on the screen.

"Even if you didn't finish the game today, you were still named the player of the game."

"That's right, this is my big bull."

The players of the Cyclones didn't mention anything related to the injury, because the doctor just told them the current diagnosis with the same answer at the door.

"Hey, you'll be back soon, it's going to be hard for me to fight without you helping me with those inside monsters, partner."

"Don't worry, An Jie, I'm just on vacation for a few days." After speaking, Morris reached out and touched An Jie's fist.

"Okay, you guys go back to the hotel first. I will guard Morris here until his family arrives. If there is no accident, we will leave for Ames City tomorrow." Ricard urged the group of young people to go back quickly rest.

"Then let's take a walk and wait for you to come back, big bull."

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

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Early the next morning, the Cyclones players returned to Ames City first, and Ricard stayed here to continue to follow up on Morris' injury.

The parents of Rickard and Morris sat anxiously outside the doctor's office and waited. The doctors had been discussing for a long time in the office after receiving the radiography, but no results have been reached until now.

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

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

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

"In simple terms, the Achilles tendon is a thick, tight tendon that connects the foot to the calf. It is formed by the fusion of the triceps tendon of the calf about 15 cm above the heel. Humans can jump and run, relying on It's it." The best doctor in this hospital kept talking while holding the X-ray film.

"But according to the film, we can see that this powerful Achilles tendon has spontaneously torn..."

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

The doctor couldn't bear to look at Ricard and Morris' parents, "Basketball players have high demands on the health of their Achilles tendons.

Because it directly affects their most basic running and jumping. But it is still possible to cure, of course, I am only saying possible. "You can't talk to death, this is one of the many guidelines in the medical profession.

"Go ahead." Ricard waved his hand.

"I think even if it is cured, it will seriously affect his athletic ability. Healing 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 Afterwards, the voice became smaller and smaller. Even though he has seen countless lives and deaths, how easy is it for him to sentence a basketball player to death?

End your basketball career early? What are you kidding? This kid is only 19 years old. Even if he can't play in the NBA, it doesn't mean he can't play professional basketball in other places. Everything has just begun for him!

"Oh God, why are you doing this to my child?" As soon as the doctor finished speaking, Morris' mother burst into tears covering her face. This kid wanted to make basketball his career and make a living from basketball since he was a child, and playing professional basketball was his dream. I and my husband are also very supportive, and they spend a lot of money and energy on basketball. Now that Morris was about to be rewarded, but was sentenced to death so ruthlessly, which parent would accept it for a while?

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

Ricard couldn't say what it was like to feel that his favorite disciple might not be able to return to the pitch. Now I can only take one step at a time. In short, let's start the treatment first.

"Mrs. Morris, don't worry. I will apply to the school for medical expenses. The school will definitely support and cooperate. Don't be too pessimistic. Whether you can play depends on your recovery. Morris is so strong, so he must be able to." The recovery is better than ordinary people." Apart from these, what else can Ricard do?

But what Ricard said didn't do much at all. Maurice's mother was still crying, and Maurice's father could only give Ricard a slight nod to express his gratitude.

Ricard turned to look at the ward with the closed door, the person inside must have heard what he said just now. When Ricard stepped into the ward again, Morris no longer had the spirit of yesterday.

Morris lay expressionless on the hospital bed, didn't say hello to Ricard, didn't even look at Ricard, he just stared at the ceiling. Ricard hesitated to speak, it was useless to say anything now, he was not the one who was injured, and he would never experience that painful feeling.

"I want to play, boss." After a long time, Morris said such a sentence lifelessly.

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

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on site!

"Let me hear your cheers! Welcome to the Cyclones' starting power forward, Andrew~~~~~ Morris!"

"Oh! Did you see that!? Another tacit cooperation between Mike Taylor and Morris, another alley-oop!"

"Angie missed the hook, ah! Morris made the dunk!"

Cheers, praise, flashes, media, news, fame...

teammate!

"Hey! Big bull! Help me watch behind me later!"

"It's beautifully buttoned! It's really yours!"

"This is my big black man! ****!"

Dunk, high five, hug, encouragement, trust, victory...

All these scenes and sounds can only appear in Andrew Morris' dreams now. He can pay any price, he really hopes that he can continue the scene in his dream in reality...

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