Huh?
Hardaway looked at Chen Yu, confused.
'Didn't you say I needed to rest and not run around?'
Chen Yu said, "I meant, you spent six years in Orlando. Now that you're back, isn't there anywhere you'd like to go?"
Hardaway's expression grew thoughtful.
He had given the best six years of his life to Orlando. He had many fond memories here.
But for a moment, he really couldn't think of any place he wanted to go.
Seeing Hardaway shake his head, Chen Yu sighed.
'Alright, let's just do the acupuncture then.'
While inserting the needles, Chen Yu considered his options. 'Maybe I should have Hill come over.'
'Two successors to Jordan, both recovering from injuries. Maybe they'll find some common ground.'
'That could actually work.'
Hardaway was likely in a state of mind where he feared surgery, but conservative treatment wasn't showing immediate results. He couldn't see any hope of a full recovery, so he was starting to get anxious.
