The Way of the Center

At night, at the First Hospital of Indianapolis, the appearance of two men caused a little commotion here. Many people and even doctors did not forget to ask them for autographs. These two men patiently satisfied people's requests, but it could be seen that these two guys were not in a very happy mood.

"The elevator is here." An Jie stared anxiously at the floor of the elevator, showing that in the hospital, waiting for the elevator is even more difficult than for the bus.

When the elevator door opened, the people inside were startled first, and then quickly walked out of the elevator. An Jie and Ricard stepped in anxiously, and pressed the "10" button. The tenth floor is the floor where the Cardiology Department of this hospital is located, and Aldridge is waiting for them there right now.

The doctors and nurses at the nurse's station were not as surprised as the people downstairs when they saw the two men stepping out of the elevator. After all, the one lying in the ward is already big enough. The appearance of these two guys was completely expected.

"Coach Ricard, Mr. An, hello, I am Martin Maguire, the attending physician of LaMarcus." A male doctor with shoulder-length hair and gold-rimmed glasses greeted Anjie and Ricard. up.

"Hello, Mr. Maguire, how is LaMarcus doing?" Rickard shook hands with the doctor casually, and hurriedly followed the doctor towards the ward.

"It's very stable at the moment, but there is a possibility of another attack. This guy's heart is already very fragile. To be honest, it is a miracle that he can still become a professional basketball player. But I have discussed it with your team doctor. If If the situation is bad..." Maguire hesitated to speak.

"What if the situation is bad?" Ricard asked.

"Actually, Mr. Rickard. From a doctor's point of view, I hope LaMarcus can rest indefinitely."

"Oh, God." Ricard stopped in front of Aldridge's ward door and held his forehead. Indefinite truce, this may be the last word every team's head coach wants to hear.

"What's going on here?" An Jie, who had been beside the two of them, was at a loss.

On weekdays, he spends the most time with Aldridge, but he doesn't know what's wrong with Aldridge's heart. The only strange thing may be the movement made by Aldridge in the middle of the night the night before yesterday.

"Mr. An doesn't know yet?" The doctor stared at Ricard in surprise, and Ricard just shook his head.

"To put it simply, LaMarcus has a congenital heart disease called Wolf-Parkinson-White Syndrome, also called Heart Deficiency Pre-excitation Syndrome. From the first day I joined the team, The team doctor told me everything about LaMarcus." Ricard began to explain to Anjie.

"This kid had no heartbeat when he was born, and he was saved by electric shocks. Because of this, he had irregular heartbeat since he was a child. It can be said that Lamarcus' heart has never been healthy. Although the operation It made his heart stronger and made his basketball dream a reality. But one operation is definitely not enough for a complete cure. Since entering the NBA, LaMarcus has been sidelined twice for this reason. But there has never been such a strong reaction like today. So this time, the situation may be worse.” Ricard always knew that Aldridge’s heart was not good, so the team doctor said that Aldridge’s whole body is fine. When it was time, Ricard was even more afraid.

"My God." Now, it was An Jie's turn to open his mouth. He didn't expect that the low-key striker who had been fighting by his side all this time was actually fighting with an unhealthy heart!

"Okay, you know everything you need to know, let's go in and see him." Ricard patted An Jie on the shoulder, and the two followed the doctor into the ward.

"Hey, what are you muttering outside the door? You don't come in for a long time." Aldridge, who was lying on the hospital bed, had already seen the dark shadows on the door and window, and he knew that the tall figures could only be Ricard and An Jie .

"How do you feel, buddy?" An Jie sat beside Aldridge's bed and asked with concern.

"Nothing unusual, I think I can play now." Aldridge replied with a smile, pointing to the ECG monitor next to him. Indeed, from the monitor, Aldridge's heart rate is completely normal.

"You fucking scared me to death. I almost beat that kid Hibbert because of it. I thought it was his foul that made you break a few bones." Seeing that everything was normal, Anjie relaxed and talked with Aldrie Chi made a joke.

"I didn't break my bones so easily. Brandon and Greg were not spared, but I survived. Therefore, God must have favored me." Aldridge mentioned his former teammates Roy and Oden, compared to the two of them, his current situation is nothing worth mentioning.

"Boss, I will be discharged from the hospital tonight, and I will be able to practice with the team normally tomorrow." Aldridge patted his chest and said to Ricard.

"It's not up to you Lamarcus, we have to listen to the doctor. You can rest here today, don't worry, I won't give you a chance to be lazy."

At this moment, the "didi" sound of the ECG monitor suddenly became irregular. Maguire immediately glanced at the electrocardiogram, and sure enough, Aldridge's heart rate began to become unstable again!

Seeing this situation, the nurse immediately pushed an ambulance in. And Maguire, holding a needle of atropine, is ready to rescue Aldridge at any time.

What about Aldridge? The smile had now disappeared from the man's face without a trace. His breathing began to become difficult, and the cold sweat couldn't stop dripping out.

"Take a deep breath, LaMarcus, take a deep breath!" Maguire immediately opened the flow of the oxygen cylinder to the maximum, and then comforted Aldridge. It took several minutes for Aldridge's heart rate to calm down.

"If that scene happened on the basketball court just now, it will kill you!" Maguire yelled seriously, and he was also reminding Aldridge not to play the game again. Without at least ten and a half months of self-cultivation, no one would dare to let him play. If something goes wrong, no doctor can take the responsibility.

"Okay, I know my situation. I will actively cooperate with the treatment." Aldridge knew that tomorrow he will return to Portland with the team. Maybe the doctor in another hospital, will not be so stubborn.

"Boss, Ann, you guys go back to rest early. Hey, you did a good job tonight and played beautifully." Aldridge and Anjie clenched their fists and urged them to leave. After all, he didn't want to delay other people's rest time because of himself.

Doctor Maguire and several team doctor followers of the Trail Blazers Ricard and Anjie walked out of the ward. There is no doubt that they will have further discussions on Aldridge's condition outside.

"I admit that under normal circumstances, there is no problem for Lamarcus to play. But you have just seen that now Lamarcus's heart is extremely unstable, and arrhythmia may occur at any time. If you let His heart is under tremendous pressure, if the situation just happened on the basketball court, the consequences would be disastrous!"

Ricard looked at Anjie, and it was obvious that neither of these guys wanted Aldridge to be injured.

"So, your opinion is still an indefinite truce?"

"That's right, that's what I got after talking to your team doctor. It's very dangerous to let him play until his heart is stable. It's not the same as a broken tendon and bone. The recovery period of a broken tendon and bone It is predictable. But this, we don't know when his heart will return to normal, so we can't give a specific time for his comeback. So an indefinite truce is the only option. I know what you and Mr. An urgently need He, but believe me, even if you go to Portland tomorrow, the doctors there will answer you with exactly the same conclusion." Maguire knew that he only accepted Aldridge for one night, but even for one night, he would Responsible for Aldridge's life.

"Okay, we got it, thank you, Dr. Maguire." Ricard shook hands with the doctor again, then turned and left with An Jie.

"This...what's your decision? Boss." On the one hand, Anjie hoped that Aldridge would continue to fight with him, and on the other hand, he was naturally concerned about Aldridge's health.

"Does this still need to be decided? Even the doctor said that, I think we have to lose Lamarcus for a while." Ricard patted An Jie on the back, lacking a second leader, I hope There's not much going wrong with this team...

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