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"Recovering well!" Zhen Fan comforted Wei Chao, "At least it seems that way to me. The conclusion will be clear when the

ointment, and then I will use acupuncture to guide your Qi and restore the damaged meridians in your ankle, so you can train!"

"Thank you!" Wei Chao didn't know what to say, so these were the only two words he could say.

"Don't talk about this, let's help each other in this fucking place!" Zhen Fan smiled, and then the two of them chatted again. When they played ball in the past, it was obvious that the mood was happy at that time.

"I didn't know that your jumping ability was so abnormal that you could beat mine. You know that I am more than twenty centimeters better than you, but you still blocked it. I was thinking at that time, you are so good

Boy, are you wearing those shoes with jets from "Yangtze River No. 7"!"

Wei Chao gestured with his hands and talked about his previous competition with Zhen Fan. It was obvious that he was still a little unconvinced.

"Are you not convinced?"

"Of course, I'm in the NBA now, how can I get here without any skills?" Wei Chao nodded vigorously, "I'm holding my breath now, no matter what, I have to get my place back. How about waiting for me?

Now that your foot is healed, let’s have a one-on-one game in the gym?”

"I'm afraid you'll be abused by me. Why go crying!" Zhen Fan laughed, "By the way, how did you come to the NBA? Did you come to participate in the draft?"

"Haha, when I was playing in the CBA, a scout took a fancy to me, and then I came to the NBA for a tryout. I tried out in many places, and then I participated in the draft and was traded. Obviously, I am not the main menu in the NBA yet.

, the kind of role that can be exchanged at any time."

Speaking of this, Wei Chao felt a little depressed, but he didn't want to go back yet, because it was better to live than to die. Although it was not the main dish here, exercising here would improve faster than always playing in the CBA. But after the injury,

The hope of still being able to make it to the NBA has become very slim.

Zhen Fan could naturally understand the reason why Wei Chao was depressed. So he patted his thigh and said with a smile: "Okay, take your time, maybe bad things will turn into good things."

"It's great if you make it so easy. Now I just want to get better quickly!" Wei Chao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Trust me. You will!"

When Zhen Fan was about to say something else, the door to the ward was pushed open. It was a bald guy, Dr. Chatwin, Wei Chao's attending physician. He was holding an X-ray film. It seemed that he

His expression was very strange, and the muscles on his face were twitching. This made Zhen Fan and Wei Chao a little stunned. What was this doing?

"Are you here to send X-ray films?" Zhen Fan saw this guy barging in. He stopped talking and kept staring at him, so he tentatively asked softly.

Nodding numbly, Dr. Chatwin still stared at Zhen Fan and remained silent.

"Dr. Chatwin, do you need any help? Or are you here to send us X-rays?" Zhen Fan spoke to him patiently.

"Yes, yes, I'm here to send you an X-ray!" Dr. Chatwin reacted this time, nodded hurriedly, and then handed the X-ray to Zhen Fan.

"Is the result not good?" Wei Chao looked at Dr. Chatwin with some worry, and then looked at Zhen Fan nervously, hoping to hear Zhen Fan's opinion, "Brother Zhen, tell the truth, I can handle it."

Come on, I can bear a blow worse than this."

"It's okay!" Zhen Fan held up the X-ray film, looked at it, and then smiled slightly, "Why don't you let Dr. Chatwin tell you the results this time? I believe he must have a conclusion in his mind."

"So...Dr. Chatwin..." Wei Chao turned his gaze to Dr. Chatwin, who had seemed a little dull since he came in, with deep probing questions.

"Yes, yes, your condition is very good. As Dr. Zhen said, maybe you can go to the ground for restorative training in a few days!" Dr. Chatwin answered, but his eyes were wandering.

Glancing over to Zhen Fan.

"Really? That's great, Brother Zhen, you are really an angel, you came here specifically to save me!" Wei Chao laughed, then reached out and took the X-ray film from Zhen Fan's hand, and raised it to look at it, even though he was not

Professional doctors can also see that the situation this time is much better than last time.

As a result, the atmosphere in the ward became much better, and Wei Chao's hearty laughter was the best proof. However, Dr. Chatwin looked a little embarrassed when facing Zhen Fan. He opened his lips, wanting to say something.

But he didn't say it out loud. He was a little embarrassed and wanted to leave, but he couldn't bear to move away.

"Do you have something to tell me?" Zhen Fan finally couldn't stand this guy's ambiguous eyes, so he said to Dr. Chatwin in a pleasant voice, "If it's not convenient for you to say it here, why don't you go to your place?"

How is the office?"

"Of course, of course, I'm very happy to talk to Dr. Zhen, please, please!" Dr. Chatwin quickly made an invitation gesture to Zhen Fan, and he also walked towards the door.

"I'll be back soon!" Zhen Fan nodded to Wei Chao and left the ward with Dr. Chatwin.

As soon as Chatwin entered the office, he sent out the nurse who was organizing the documents in his office, then asked Zhen Fan to sit down, brought a cup of coffee himself, and placed it respectfully in front of Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan naturally enjoyed what he was doing. When the coffee was brought over, he took a sip and smiled: "Whatever Doctor Chatwin wants to ask, I will answer it for you!"

Chatwin quickly sat upright, took out his notebook and pen, and asked: "Dr. Zhen was so generous, so I started asking questions. I want to know why Mr. Wei's comminuted fracture appeared in such a short two days."

Such a quick recovery?"

"Is this an academic exchange?" Zhen Fan couldn't help but smile, "If it's an academic exchange, I can talk about it. Of course, it involves Chinese medicine. Do you understand Chinese medicine?"

"I don't understand! I have been exposed to Western medicine education since I was a child, so I have not had any experience in Chinese medicine, but I have heard of it. Our hospital also has Chinese medicine, but..." Chatwin answered honestly.

"I know what you mean. Traditional Chinese medicine can only be used as an auxiliary treatment for Western medicine. Therefore, it is not mainstream. I know this is the advantage of Western medicine in the West. In fact...in our country, many people believe in Western medicine and ignore Chinese medicine. Really

Chinese medicine is the treasure of this world!"

Zhen Fan stood up, took a sip of the coffee he was holding and put it down. Dr. Chatwin also stood up quickly and looked at Zhen Fan nervously. He hoped to hear constructive opinions for himself, maybe

It can trigger your own inspiration and allow you to go further in osteology.

"If you can truly understand Chinese medicine that day, I will answer your question again. It's not that I want to be reserved. I have always been generous in treating diseases and saving people through medicine, but what I hate the most is people who have only a little knowledge and pretend to understand.

To deceive patients is irresponsible to them."

"I know. I know!" Dr. Chatwin didn't ask anything. And looking at the posture, Dr. Zhen was planning to leave. He couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, "I will listen to Dr. Zhen's words and start to understand Chinese medicine from today on.

Study it carefully and ask Mr. Zhen for advice when the time comes."

"Thank you for the coffee. It's very good!" Zhen Fan smiled, then turned around, opened the door and left the office.

Dr. Chatwin is undoubtedly sincere. But he will never understand the breadth and depth of Chinese medicine. In a modern world where Westerners are preconceptions about the supremacy of Western medicine, how many people will be able to conduct in-depth research on Chinese medicine?

"What did that bald guy say to you just now? Want to cause trouble?" When Wei Chao saw Zhen Fan come in, he put down the X-ray film he had watched many times, which made him feel happy.

"No, you just want to exchange medical skills with me."

"Tsk, tsk, this guy is finally willing to lower his head now. I didn't see how arrogant he started to be, as if he is the best in the world, and he still looks down on Chinese medicine. He must have learned a lesson this time!" Wei Chao looked a little gloating.

"That's right!" Zhen Fan said half-jokingly, "I was pretending to be cool there just now and taught him a lesson! He probably won't trouble me next time!"

"Haha! But... thank you very much!" Wei Chao laughed, and suddenly said to Zhen Fan, "How about this, you are already a pretty good player, why don't you also participate in the draft, and let's make a career in the NBA together, like this

I’m not lonely anymore, this is such a great idea!”

Listening to the tone, it seems that this kid is not very willing to admit defeat, but his idea is too whimsical. Play in the NBA? It is undeniable that if Zhen Fan really plays in the NBA, he will definitely be able to prosper, but this

It is very different from his Taoist ideal of doing nothing and being free.

"You really dare to think!" Zhen Fan laughed, "But considering your modesty, when you get better, I can teach you how to do it and make you awesome in the NBA."

"You're bragging again. I really don't believe you can teach me. We agreed that when I get better, I will challenge you to a duel. If you don't agree, don't bluster in front of me in the future." Wei Chao said again.

Unwilling to admit defeat.

"No problem, I believe I will have a chance to teach you a lesson soon!" Zhen Fan said, stood up, and then said to Wei Chao, "I will apply medicine on you again, remember my words, I will beat you up

!”

The two high-fived each other in the ward.

While Zhen Fan and Wei Chao were changing dressings and talking nonsense, Dr. Chatwin was walking back and forth in the office. He was not angry because of Zhen Fan's conservatism or excuses. Instead, he became more and more mysterious about Chinese medicine.

He got up. He finally reached into his pocket, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number.

"Henry, it's me, Chatwin!" Chatwin said, slowly sitting down with a serious look on his face.

"What's going on?" the person over there asked.

"As a team doctor for the Lakers, if someone could heal a guy with a comminuted ankle fracture in less than ten days, who would that person be?"

"This is impossible, are you kidding, right? Chatwin, I'm very busy now, and I have to go to Houston with the team. Damn it, I hope no one will get hurt!"

"What I said is true. This is not a joke or a legend!" Chatwin said every word to show his seriousness and authenticity about this matter.

There was silence on the other side of the phone! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!