Sports Medicine Master System-Chapter 75 - 72: Taking Office, Head of the Medical Department

Chapter 75: Chapter 72: Taking Office, Head of the Medical Department

’Hasn’t this guy retired yet?’

In Chen Yu’s mind, Olajuwon was from the same era as Jordan.

And Jordan had already come out of retirement for a second time, yet Olajuwon was somehow still playing.

But then again, Ewing was still playing too, as the starting center for the Supersonics.

Chen Yu carefully examined Olajuwon’s medical file.

A strained collateral ligament in his right knee, joint wear and tear, bursitis—it was another leg ravaged by injuries.

The Rockets’ side recommended conservative treatment.

There weren’t many better options.

The key was Olajuwon himself. Did he even want to keep playing? He was 38 years old, after all.

Chen Yu thought of Ewing again. He had met him earlier in Atlanta and had taken a look; Ewing was also covered in injuries, much like Olajuwon. Both were on the verge of retirement.

But in comparison, Ewing was actually in better shape.

After a moment of thought, Chen Yu went online to look up Olajuwon’s stats and was surprised to find that he had still managed to contribute 10.3 points and 6.2 rebounds last season.

And the season before that, he had even managed 18.9 points and 9.6 rebounds.

He was still clearly an All-Star-level center.

He was getting old, but with that level of skill, it seemed a shame for him to retire.

Chen Yu circled Olajuwon’s report for now and moved on to the others.

Olajuwon’s situation could be handled with or without surgery. Without surgery, it would mean applying various rehabilitative treatments to restore as much of his athletic ability as possible.

Of course, it was impossible to expect conservative treatment to restore his body to its championship-winning condition.

The most crucial part was that Chen Yu didn’t have that many "treatment effects" on hand.

If he really had a surplus, he could spare some for him.

The other reports were much simpler.

Chen Yu had become the head of a new department and now had some authority, but there was no need to abuse it. The other cases were being handled perfectly well without any issues, so why should he interfere?

Van Horn’s application to return to play: approved.

Sabonis, same thing.

The Lakers’ Kobe, a minor issue: approved.

The vast majority were minor issues. There weren’t many cases that were truly career-threatening.

Chen Yu quickly organized the documents into a file and sent it back to Tatum.

In that short time, he had probably completed a month’s worth of work.

After finishing all this, Chen Yu called Tatum again and asked him to contact Olajuwon to inquire about his personal thoughts on the matter.

Leaving the US Airways Center, Chen Yu was standing by the road about to hail a cab back to the hospital when he suddenly noticed a two-story building on the southeast corner of the arena’s property.

The area was decent, probably over a thousand square meters. Judging by the exterior walls, it looked like it had been around for some years. He didn’t know what it used to be, but now its main doors were shut tight, with a "For Rent" sign stuck in a conspicuous spot out front.

Chen Yu walked over and took a good look around the building.

There was enough space. There was even a small parking lot in front of the main entrance, which could fit about ten cars.

It was located right at a crossroads, so transportation was very convenient.

Crucially, it was right next to the US Airways Center. It was probably only a two-hundred-meter walk to the arena’s main entrance.

After some thought, Chen Yu dialed the number on the sign.

Soon, a balding, middle-aged man arrived in a Chrysler.

He got out of the car in a hurry, briefcase in hand, and ran up to Chen Yu. Just as he was about to extend a hand to greet him, he froze, took another look at Chen Yu, and said in surprise, "I know you! Your picture was in the paper. You’re the doctor who operated on Penny."

Over the past two days, the local Phoenix media had been reporting on Chen Yu quite a bit.

"That’s me. And you are?"

"You can call me Nate." He snapped out of it and quickly handed over a business card.

Chen Yu took it and glanced at it: Nate Torrence, general manager of a real estate agency.

’Probably a small agency he owns himself,’ Chen Yu thought.

Nate couldn’t help but ask, "Chen, can Penny really recover? You have no idea, I’m a huge Suns fan."

Back when they signed Hardaway, forming the "Backcourt 2000" duo, the entire city of Phoenix went wild.

But then, Hardaway got injured after just one season.

Chen Yu didn’t reveal anything about Hardaway’s condition. "Mr. Torrence, let’s stick to business."

Nate let out a soft "Oh," took the hint, and stopped asking. He quickly began to introduce the building behind him.

"This is an old building from Chinatown. It belonged to a James Zhou. Back in ’92, when the US Airways Center was being built, the city government wanted to buy this building and even offered a high price, but James Zhou refused to sell no matter what."

"A few years ago, the old man died of a heart attack, and his son, Jamie Zhou, inherited the building. He rented it out to someone who opened a supermarket, but all the customers went across the street."

Nate pointed toward the entrance of the US Airways Center. The building was located diagonally across from it.

"Last summer, the supermarket closed down, and it’s been vacant ever since. Mr. Chen, this building may be over forty years old, but its main structure is still solid. It also has a large interior space. If you were to rent it to open a clinic, it would be perfect."

With that, he opened the door and led Chen Yu inside for a tour.

The entire first floor had been opened up, making it look very spacious. The second floor was likely used as a warehouse and office area, and it was also quite large. Just as Nate had said, the building was old, but it was still very sturdy.

"What’s the rent?"

Nate said with a grin, "650,000 a year, and you don’t have to cover the agent’s fee."

"Are you kidding me?" Chen Yu was taken aback. The entire building was thirteen thousand square feet. A rent of 650,000 a year meant the price per square foot was 50 US dollars.