Chapter 276 Recovery Is Not Bad

"It's recovering well!" Zhen Fan comforted Wei Chao, "At least it seems to me that's the case. 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." Afterwards, I will use acupuncture to guide Qi and restore the damaged meridian in your ankle, so that you can train!"

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

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

"I didn't even know that your jumping ability is so abnormal that you can still cover mine. You know that I am more than 20 centimeters ahead of you, but you still cover it. I was thinking at that time, you Boy, are you wearing the shoes with jets from "Yangtze River No. 7"!"

Wei Chao gestured and talked about the match with Zhen Fan before, obviously he was still a little unconvinced now.

"You are not convinced?"

"Of course, I'm in the NBA right now. I don't have the skills to get here?" Wei Chao nodded vigorously, "I'm holding my breath now, and I have to get my place back no matter what. How about waiting for me?" The feet are fine, let's have a one-on-one game in the arena?"

"I'm afraid you will be abused by me, so where are you going to cry!" Zhen Fan laughed, "By the way, how did you come to the NBA? Did you come to participate in the draft?"

"Hehe, when I was playing in the CBA, a scout took a fancy to me, and then came to the NBA for trial training. I tried out a lot of places, then I participated in the draft, and then I was traded. Obviously, I am not the main menu in the 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 live than to die, although it's not the main course here. But exercising here is better than always mixing cba to improve faster. But after being injured, the hope of being able to join the NBA has become very slim.

Zhen Fan can naturally understand the reason 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."

"I wish it was as easy as you said. I just want to get better soon!" Wei Chao shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Trust me. You will!"

When Zhen Fan was about to say something, the door of the ward was pushed open, and there was a bald guy, Dr. Chatwin, Wei Chao's attending doctor, holding an X-ray in his hand. From the looks of it, his expression was weird, and the muscles on his face were twitching. This made Zhen Fan and Wei Chao a little dazed,

What is this for?

"You brought the X-rays here?" Zhen Fan saw this guy barging in. He didn't speak, just stared at himself. So he tentatively asked a soft question.

Nodding numbly, Dr. Chatwin continued to stare at Zhen Fan, but remained silent.

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

"Yes, yes, I sent the X-ray film!" Doctor Chatwin came to his senses this time, nodded hurriedly, and handed the film to Zhen Fan.

"Is the result not so good?" Wei Chao looked at Dr. Chatwin worriedly, and then looked nervously at Zhen Fan, hoping to hear Zhen Fan's opinion, "Brother Zhen, tell the truth, I can bear it. Hold 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 didn't Dr. Chatwin tell you the result of this time? I believe he must have a conclusion in his mind."

"Then... Doctor Chatwin..." Wei Chao cast his eyes on the doctor Chatwin who seemed a little dull since he came in, with deep searching questions.

"Yes, yes, your condition is very good. As Dr. Zhen said, you may be able to go to the ground for recovery training in a few days!" Dr. Chatwin replied, but his eyes were wandering, Glance over to Zhen Fan.

"Really? That's great, Brother Zhen, you are an angel, you came here to save me!" Wei Chao laughed, then reached out to take the X-ray from Zhen Fan's hand, and looked at it even if he wasn't 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, and Wei Chao's hearty laughter is the best proof. But Dr. Chatwin looked a little embarrassed towards Zhen Fan. He parted his lips and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. 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 the guy's ambiguous gaze, and said to Dr. Chatwin in a very friendly voice, "If it's not convenient to say it here, why don't you go to your doctor?" How's the office?"

"Of course, of course, I'm very happy to talk to Dr. Zhen, please, please!" Dr. Chatwin hurriedly made a gesture of invitation to Zhen Fan, and he himself walked towards the door by the way.

"I'll be right back!" 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 out the documents in his office, then asked Zhen Fan to sit down, brought a cup of coffee himself, and placed it in front of Zhen Fan respectfully.

Zhen Fan naturally enjoyed everything he did. When the coffee was served, he took a sip and smiled, "I'll answer what Dr. Chatwin wants to ask you!"

Chatwin hurriedly sat down, took out his notebook and pen, and asked, "Dr. Zhen is 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 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 educated in Western medicine since I was a child, so I have never been involved in Chinese medicine, but I have heard of it. Our hospital also has Chinese medicine, but..." Chatvin answered honestly.

"I know what you mean, Chinese medicine can only be used as an auxiliary treatment of Western medicine. Therefore, it is not the mainstream. I know this is the advantage of Western medicine in the West. In fact...in our country, there are many people who 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 again. Dr. Chatwin quickly stood up and looked at Zhen Fan nervously. He hopes to hear constructive opinions on himself, which may trigger his own inspiration and allow him to make further progress 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 to medical treatment and saving lives, but what I hate the most is people who don't understand and pretend to understand. To fool patients is irresponsible to patients."

"I know. I know!" said Dr. Chatwin without question. And looking at the posture, Dr. Zhen was planning to leave, and he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, "I will obey Dr. Zhen's words. From today on, I will start to understand Chinese medicine, study it carefully, and then ask Mr. Zhen for advice."

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

Dr. Chatwin was undoubtedly sincere. But he will never understand the profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine. How many people will be able to conduct in-depth research on Chinese medicine in the modern era when Western medicine is preconceived by Westerners?

"What did that bald guy say to you just now? Looking for trouble?" Seeing Zhen Fan coming in, Wei Chao put down the X-rays he had watched many times, which would make him feel happy.

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

"Tsk tsk, this guy is finally willing to bow his head now. I didn't see how arrogant he started, as if he was the most powerful in the whole world, and he still looked down on Chinese medicine. This time he was taught a lesson!" Wei Chao seemed a little gloating.

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

"Haha! But... thank you very much!" Wei Chao laughed, and suddenly said to Zhen Fan, "Why don't you just do this, you're pretty good at playing basketball, why don't you join the draft, let's play in the NBA together, so I'm not lonely anymore, this idea is really great!"

Listening to the tone, it seems that this kid is not very convincing, but his idea is really too whimsical, in the nba? It is undeniable that if Zhen Fan is really in the nba, he will definitely be able to flourish, but this is very different from his Taoist ideal of doing nothing and being free.

"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 a few tricks, so that you can be awesome in the NBA."

"Blow it again. I really don't believe that you can teach me. It's agreed. When I get better, I will fight you one-on-one. If you don't agree, don't be embarrassed in front of me from now on." Wei Chao said again Don't 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 to you again, remember my words, I will blow you up !"

The two made a high five in the ward.

While Zhen Fan and Wei Chao were talking nonsense while changing their medicines, Dr. Chatwin was walking back and forth in the office. He was not annoyed by Zhen Fan's conservatism or excuses, but he became more and more mysterious about Chinese medicine. He finally reached into his pocket, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

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

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

"As the Lakers team doctor, if there was one guy who could heal a guy with a comminuted ankle fracture in less than ten days, what would that guy be?"

"That's impossible, you're kidding, aren't you? Chatwin, I'm busy right now, I have to go to Houston with the team again, damn it, hope no one gets hurt!"

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

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