For some reason, after Chen Yu arrived, almost all the star players from both the Eastern and Western Conferences came over to say hello. The more talkative ones would chat for a bit longer.
Chen Yu figured it might be because he was a team doctor—and an orthopedic specialist who could repair torn ligaments and menisci, at that.
'They're all professional athletes. Who doesn't get injured? If they ever do, they'll have to come asking for my help.'
'Besides, I'm not a player competing for glory, so who would want to be on bad terms with a top-tier team doctor?'
'On the other hand, maybe it's because I'm the head of the player health management department. If they get injured in the future, I'm the one who decides if they can get back on the court. So they're just trying to get familiar with me ahead of time?'
"Huh, what's wrong with your knee?" As Tim Duncan and David Robinson walked over to talk, Chen Yu's gaze suddenly landed on Duncan's right knee.
