The American Scripture

"Recovered well!" Zhen Fan comforted Wei Chao. "At least it seems to me. When the x-rays are delivered, the conclusion will be clear. Of course, healing is certain, but in the end it must be applied for a few more days. I will use acupuncture and moxibustion to guide the air, so that the meridian that is damaged in your ankle will also recover, so you can train!"

"Thank you!" Wei Chao didn't know how to say, he only had these two words left.

"Don't talk about it, in this **** place, help each other!" Zhen Fan smiled, and then the two chatted again. When playing before, it was obvious that the emotions were all happy at that time.

"I didn't know that your bounce ability was so perverted, and it could be more than mine. You know I was more than 20 centimeters taller than you, but you still covered it. I was thinking about you. Boy, did you wear the shoes with jets from "Yangtze River No. 7"!"

Wei Chao gestured and talked about the previous match with Zhen Fan. Obviously he is still a bit unconvinced.

"Are you not convinced?"

"Of course, I'm a NBA player now. I don't have the ability to get here?" Wei Chao nodded vigorously. "I'm suffocating now, and I have to find my place back anyway. Or wait for me. The feet are good, let's play one-on-one in the arena?

"I'm afraid you will be abused by me, where to cry!" Zhen Fan laughed, "By the way, how did you come to the NBA? You came for the draft?"

"Haha, when I was playing cba, a scout came to see me for a trial in NBA. I tried out a lot of places, then I participated in the draft, and then I was traded. Obviously, I'm not the main menu in NBA. , Belongs to the kind of role that can be exchanged at any time."

Speaking of this, Wei Chao felt a little depressed, but he still didn't want to go back, because it's better to die than to live, although it's not the main course here. But training here is always faster than always mixing cba. But after the injury, the hope of being able to play NBA has become very slim.

Zhen Fan can naturally understand the reasons for Wei Chao's depression. So he patted his thigh and said with a smile: "Okay, take your time, maybe bad things will turn into good things."

"It would be easy if you said it. I just want to get better soon!" Wei Chao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Trust me. You will!"

When Zhen Fan wanted to say something, the door of the ward was pushed open. It was a bald guy, that is, Dr. Chatwin, the attending doctor of Wei Chao, with an x-ray in his hand. It seems that he has a strange expression and the muscles on his face twitch. This made Zhen Fan and Wei Chao a little startled. Why did this come from?

"Did you send X-rays?" Zhen Fan saw this guy break in. He kept staring at himself without speaking. So tentatively asked in a soft voice.

Nodding stupidly, Dr. Chatwin still stared at Zhen Fan, still not speaking.

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

"Yes, yes, I sent the x-rays!" Dr. Chatwin reacted this time, nodded eagerly, and then handed the film to Zhen Fan.

"Is the result not so good?" Wei Chao looked at Dr. Chatwin with some worry, and then at Zhen Fan nervously, hoping to hear Zhen Fan's opinion, "Brother Zhen, you tell me the truth, I can stand it. Live, I can bear more severe blows 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 of this time? I believe he must have a conclusion in his heart."

"So... Doctor Chatwin..." Wei Chao turned his gaze to this Doctor Chatwin who had looked a little sluggish since he came in, with deep questions of inquiry.

"Yes, yes, your condition is very good, as Dr. Zhen said, maybe within a few days, you can go to the ground for recovery training!" Dr. Chatwin replied, but his eyes drifted. Look at Zhen Fan's side.

"Really? Great, Brother Zhen, you are such an angel, who came to save me!" Wei Chao laughed, then stretched out his hand and took the x-ray from Zhen Fan's hand and raised it to look at it, even if he was not. Professional doctors can also see that the situation this time is much better than last time.

In this way, the atmosphere in the ward is much better, as Wei Chao's hearty laughter is the best proof. However, Dr. Chatwin looked a little embarrassed at Zhen Fan. His lips opened, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. He was a little embarrassed and wanted to go, but he was reluctant to move.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Zhen Fan finally couldn't bear this guy's ambiguous eyes, and said to Dr. Chatwin very vocally, "If it is not convenient to say here, it is better to go to you. How is the office?"

"Of course, of course, I am very happy to talk to Dr. Zhen, please, please!" Dr. Chatwin hurriedly gestured towards Zhen Fan, and walked towards the door himself.

"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 sorting the papers in his office, and then asked Zhen Fan to sit down and personally serve a cup of coffee, which was respectfully placed in front of Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan naturally enjoyed everything he did. After the coffee was brought over, after taking a sip, he smiled and said, "What Dr. Chatwin wants to ask, I will answer it for you!"

Chatterwen hurriedly sat down, took out his notebook and pen, and asked: "Dr. Zhen is so generous, I started to ask questions. I want to know why Mr. Wei’s comminuted fracture occurred in such a short two days. Such a quick recovery state?"

"Is this an academic exchange?" Zhen Fan couldn't help laughing. "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 in contact with Western medicine since I was a child, so I didn't dabble in Chinese medicine, but I have heard of it. Our hospital also has Chinese medicine, but..." Chatwin answered honestly.

"I know what you mean, Chinese medicine can only be used as an auxiliary treatment of western medicine. Therefore, it is not mainstream. I know this is the advantage of western medicine in the West. Actually...In our country, many people believe in western medicine and ignore Chinese medicine. Really. China’s traditional 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 quickly stood up, looking at Zhen Fan nervously. He hopes to be able to hear constructive opinions about himself, perhaps to trigger his own inspiration, so that he can go further in osteology.

"If you can really understand Chinese medicine that day. I will answer your question again. It's not that I want to keep it. I have always been generous with medical treatment and saving people, but I also dislike people who don't know how to understand. To fool the patient, this is not responsible for the patient."

"I know. I know!" Dr. Chatwin didn't ask anything. And looking at the posture, Dr. Zhen was planning to leave, and he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, "I will follow Dr. Zhen's words. From today on, I will start to learn about Chinese medicine, do a good study, and then ask Mr. Zhen for advice."

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

Dr. Chatwin is undoubtedly sincere. But he will never understand the profoundness of Chinese medicine. In the modern era when Western medicine is preoccupied by Westerners, how many people can conduct in-depth research on Chinese medicine?

"What did the bald guy tell you just now? Want to make trouble?" Wei Chao saw Zhen Fan come in, and then put down the X-rays that he had seen many times, which made him feel happy.

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

"Tsk tusk, this guy is finally willing to lower his head now. I haven't seen how arrogant he started, as if he is the most powerful in the world, and he still looks down on Chinese medicine. This time I have learned a lesson!" Wei Chao seemed a little gloat.

"That is!" Zhen Fan said half-jokingly, "I was there just now but pretended to be cool, and taught him a lesson! I guess I won't be bothering me next time!"

"Haha! But...Thank you really!" Wei Chao laughed, and suddenly said to Zhen Fan, "Just so, you can be considered better at playing. Why not participate in the draft as well. Let's play in the NBA together. I'm not lonely anymore, this idea is really amazing!"

Listening to the tone, it seems that this kid is still not very conceited, but his thoughts are really too whimsical, mixing in NBA? It is undeniable that if Zhen Fan really played in the NBA, he would definitely be able to flourish, but this is very different from his Taoist ideal of inaction.

"You really dare to think about it!" Zhen Fan laughed, "but considering that you are quite modest, when you get better, I can teach you two things and let you get up in NBA."

"Blow it again, I really don't believe you can teach me. Okay, when I'm done, I'll fight you heads-up. If you don't agree, don't scream in front of me from now on." Wei Chao again Not admit defeat.

"No problem, I believe I will have a chance to teach you soon!" Zhen Fan said, stood up, and said to Wei Chao, "I will apply medicine to you again. Remember my words, I will blow you up. !"

Two people swear by high-fiving in the ward~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just as Zhen Fan and Wei Chao were changing their dressings and talking nonsense, Dr. Chatwin was walking back and forth in the office. He was not irritated by Zhen Fan's conservativeness or excuses, but became increasingly mysterious about Chinese medicine. He finally reached into his pocket, took out the phone, and dialed a number.

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

"What's the matter?" the person over there asked.

"As the team doctor of the Lakers, do you think if someone could cure a guy with a comminuted ankle fracture in less than ten days, what would you think this person would be?"

"It's impossible, you're kidding, are you? Chatwin, I'm very busy now, and I have to go with the team to Houston again. Damn it, hope no one gets hurt!"

"What I said is true, this is not a joke, nor is it a legend!" Chattwin said word by word to show his seriousness and authenticity in this matter.

There was silence on the phone! (To be continued...)