Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 129 Qing Weasel Comes Out of the Mountain!

Memories are a pot of tea, a pot of melted tea cut with emotional water: tumbling, ups and downs, then cooling, quiet, like the ups and downs, joy and ecstasy of life, and finally come to the plainness and beauty of "all things look open, and the arrow follows the fate".

Memories are a frame of photos, an old photo with yellowing and fading.Staring silently, youth is no longer, beauty is no longer, the past is old.There are tears falling down, falling down, there is nothing to say, nothing to say.

Slowly the memories turned into a warm smile, echoing in front of the mature face of the quiet hermit, filled with emotion...

It's just that Qingyou Hermit doesn't know whether the talented super manager in front of him still remembers those trivial things back then...

Destiny is like a roulette wheel, after one turn, everyone's entanglements are bound together again...

"Actually, no matter what you say, the poor will not drive you away... Cough... Mmm!" He smiled meaningfully, but Ron, who was half scared to death, couldn't laugh or cry...

I thought his face was paralyzed... He actually looks very heroic when he smiles...

This is also the first time that Ron and his party saw him smiling...

"Okay! So sir...can you please my question now?" Ron took the opportunity to go one step further, only to be greeted with a blank stare...

"You said you believed it, why do you want me to answer?"

What a stinky Taoist priest with a sharp tongue...

Looking at his appearance, except for the fact that his hair is all white, his face doesn't look old at all...

Ron estimated that he was in his thirties.

"Haven't you heard of 'a hundred days of pain and injury'? Strictly speaking, this sentence comes from traditional Chinese medicine." The hermit Qing Weasel was no longer restrained, and began to talk in front of everyone.

"When Western medicine was not so popular, if you had a fracture or a dislocation, you could only go to Chinese medicine? The doctor just pulled, twisted, pulled, and pushed, put a plaster or splint on it, and then changed anti-inflammatory drugs regularly, adjusted the splint, and gradually recovered."

He treated Olajuwon, who was a little sleepy at the side, as a living specimen, which made the latter tremble with fear...

"Western medicine relies more on surgery, take an X-ray or CT to determine the fracture site, and then send it to the operating room, cut the skin and flesh, connect the bones, or fix the needles and plates, and then suture them.

It sounds scary... Ron took a deep breath.

"The biggest difference between orthopedics in traditional Chinese medicine and orthopedics in western medicine lies in the technique besides whether to operate or not." He said slowly, pacing back and forth, with a fairy charm...

I just want to know if Yao Ming has any hope of making a comeback this season.Ron twitched...

"Actually, TCM emphasizes functional rehabilitation, which means 'regulating' human body functions, not only curing bone injuries, but also gradually improving the health of the whole person...to cure the root cause..."

Isn't this the trick used by Thomas Carter, the miracle doctor of the Phoenix Suns?It was really you who taught him!
"I used to want to help Yao Ming indirectly, so I went to BJ to attend some kind of symposium of the association, and taught me the 'Traditional Chinese Metatarsal Therapy' that I had learned all my life, but obviously, that foreigner didn't apply my method to Yao Ming..." Qing Were Hermit was a little bit annoyed.

It's no wonder that it can be used, it's not Houston's team doctor... Ron smiled wryly.

"But this method is progressing gradually, although it will be very slow, but the effect is remarkable..." Qing Weasel Hermit is quite proud...

Of course, the effect is remarkable. Look at the old Nash who is still playing well, and you will know that the ten thousand-year-old glass man, Grant Hill, has rejuvenated his second spring...

It’s no wonder that Stoudemire, the little bully, has to take a long time to heal every time he suffers such a serious injury, but he can still run and dunk, and he looks no different from before the operation...

Although there is also the precise western medical surgical technique of the genius doctor Thomas Carter, it is also inseparable from the combination of traditional Chinese medicine and recuperation...

What a miraculous Chinese medicine doctor!
"You just said that Western medicine can almost conclude that Yao Ming will be reimbursed for the season. Yes, Western medicine is different from orthopedics. It emphasizes precision, relies on high-tech equipment, accurately locates the injury, and then performs surgery... In this way, some players with good physical conditions don't even need to follow the principle of 'a hundred days of injury'. It is by no means impossible to play immediately after the operation..."

"Yao Ming's bone injury is different. He has a long history. It is the kind of bone injury that is so severe that modern medicine cannot make it completely natural-stress fractures. He continued to play without healed, resulting in cracks in the bones..."

"So?" Suddenly seeing the hermit Qing Weasel silent, Ron felt bad.

"You said so much just now, but you didn't get to the point. Could it be that you were kidding me! Is there really no other way? Isn't 'Traditional Chinese Metatarsal Therapy' not working?"

The weasel hermit shook his head. "This is a crack in the bone. If you continue to fight like this, the crack will only get deeper...It is two different things from promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and repairing tissue..."

Ron was silent. It sounded like a bone growing at both ends, split in the middle, and finally broke in two...

"There are ways... Traditional Chinese medicine is not just about 'conditioning' and 'health preservation' relying on the body's own healing. This kind of 'slow prescription'... There are also many 'strong medicines'. It depends on whether you dare to try it or not..."

"...Sir, don't be so secretive, just say it!"

"That's good... just break the bone! Then put it back together!" He sneered and said.

Under the simultaneous translation of green tea, everyone stared at him in a daze, looking at him like a gambler, no one could tell whether this guy was a miracle doctor or a veterinarian...

"Of course this is just one of them. There is no other way. There is another method that is popular in Miaojiang, but these only exist in ancient books. I haven't had time to supplement them with reality... and the risk is relatively high. In fact, I don't even know what the consequences will be..." He sighed presumptuously, but suppressed a certain desire...

"Are you sure?" Ron felt that he had spent so much time searching for it, but instead turned the Houston Rockets into a good example for this guy to do clinical experiments...

Wait a minute... what did he say?Miao Jiang?

"Use Gu!" Qing Weasel Hermit's eyes lit up...

"Gu! Stop joking! Isn't that a poisonous insect? You want to poison Yao Ming to death!" Ron's chrysanthemum tightened and his whole body trembled.

"No, no... how can Pindao make such a joke? This is completely following the practice of ancient books... Pindao just wants to use Gu's body as a glue... I wonder if you have heard of 'Golden Silkworm Gu'..."

It is said that the golden silkworm Gu is very harmful to the human body. It is like the corpse worm that grows on the corpse after death. After invading the human stomach, it will eat up the human stomach.

"Stop joking! How could you never have heard of that kind of thing..." Ron trembled a little.

""Compendium of Materia Medica" quoted "Cai Youcong's Words" saying: Its resistance is very strong, it can't be drowned, it can't be burned, it can't be cut with a knife...and it is very easy to be assimilated by other cells..." Qing Weasel Hermit said quite a few times: "Golden Silkworm Gu is the best adhesive...It can be gradually assimilated by bone cells, put it in the crack, and then supplement it with tiger bone, poria cocos, etc. to seal it...then take the 'nourishing decoction' orally every day. At that crack, you can see the healed bone...and the original injury was even harder than the bone!"

Oh My God!Just use Gu to repair that crack... Or the highly poisonous Golden Silkworm Gu... It sounds like a panic...

"Is there any scientific basis for this?" Ron was ashamed...

"Hee hee! No!" Qing Weasel Hermit smiled slightly...

Weighs...

Ron fell back, got up again and asked nervously, "What about the risk? It sounds like an operation is required!"

"Risk? What's the risk? Don't you believe in the poor?" Qing Weasel Hermit looked a little unconvinced...

Well, no risk, it's still pretty good... at best, do it a few more times.Ron thought to himself.

"I don't have any risks here, it doesn't mean that the doctor holding the knife has no risks... But failure has nothing to do with the poor..." He stroked his beard, sanctimonious...

"Hey, hey..." Ron didn't know whether to laugh or cry—such a stinky Taoist who shirked his responsibilities...

"But Pindao can recommend someone to you..." He laughed wantonly.

Could it be Thomas Carter?But he is the chief team doctor of the Phoenix Suns...

"I think this foreigner should give me my face..."

"This is not a matter of losing face... It involves a series of issues such as league regulations, team contracts... Do you understand?" Ron frowned...

"That's your own business..." Qing Weasel Hermit smiled gratifiedly, turned sideways and stared out the window...

"People recommended it to you, and I taught you the method... After all, I'm just an ordinary person practicing in the wilderness..." He looked at the sky in the distance from the window, and how far away the other side of the ocean would be...

Gritting his teeth, Ron leaned over again: "This junior dares to ask Mr. to come out to help! I will serve you as my teacher for life!"

Ron took a deep breath, as if his chest was full of great pride, and he poured out like a vow: "The Chinese dream will not end here! And I will do my best! Let my dream! Let our dream! Let the whole Chinese dream come true! Let us realize our Chinese dream together—we will definitely be the champions!"

Suddenly, Qing Weasel Hermit was so shocked by Ron's heartfelt words that he couldn't even speak... His eyes were filled with infinite emotion...

...

"Master...save him!" Qing Weasel Hermit knelt on the ground holding his breath, as if he wouldn't get up if you didn't save me...

"Hey, I didn't say I can't save you...You bastard..." Old Taoist Xu Yu pretended to be embarrassed.

...

However, when Xu Yu passed away later, when he recalled this scene, he was full of emotion...

"Good guy, it looks like you are better than a teacher... because you have something that a teacher doesn't have at least... that is a dream... We practitioners of medicine and Taoism always talk about helping the world and saving people, but how many of them really do it? I didn't really understand it until I died as a teacher. What I want to save is actually people's hearts!"

If everyone works hard with the Chinese dream in mind, the society will be at ease...

And my dream is to save other people's dreams - Qing Weasel Hermit.

...

"That's all! That's all! Pindao will accompany you on a trip, across the ocean, to the United States..." Qing Weasel Hermit smiled slightly: "Pindao also wants to see how you approach that goal and realize your dream..."

Ron smiled and turned his head to Scarlett for the first time. The woman's tender eyes instantly melted him...

great!

　Using Gu to treat bone injuries is pure nonsense, any similarity is purely coincidental...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)