Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 133 The Dust Has Settled...

After the violent beating by Qing Itachi Hermit, Olajuwon, who was standing beside him, suddenly came to his senses, and rushed over with a stride to clamp Enchanted's hands tightly...

"It's been half a minute! Hehe..." Olajuwon teased the Qing Itachi hermit who was panting.

"But by the way, when did you attack him?" Olajuwon asked puzzled.

"Don't be naive..." He suddenly showed a difficult smile: "What's 'hook kiss', the poor Taoist only knows how to save people, but never harms them, how could it be possible to prepare that kind of poison... It's just a little numbness!"

He pointed to the other end of the whisk, and a little liquid slipped down...

It was actually the anesthesia powder that Hua Tuo used to relieve pain and paralyze nerves before surgery in the ancient Three Kingdoms period!

"You..." Enchanted's face was bleeding from all seven orifices, and after he insisted on hearing the answer, he fainted unwillingly...

"Then why did he fall to his knees, and why did he twitch all over again?"

"The most threatening thing to affect and hurt a person is his own heart!" Qing Weasel Hermit sighed, and suddenly his whole body began to sway...

"Hey... Hey... It's not just a scratch, why do you bleed so much!" Olajuwon was shocked.

For a moment, the blood on the front of Qing Weasel Hermit's thighs stained his Taoist robe...

"Heh...to keep the nerves stable! The damage to the nerves from this virus is quite severe..."

Take a closer look at Qing Itachi's sudden recovery of composure just now, even at the expense of self-mutilation...

This undoubtedly does not make the legendary center of the Rockets admiration...

"You...you are amazing! From now on, you are the second person I admire..." Olajuwon smiled cheerfully and helped the Taoist priest up, and gave him a thumbs up: "In Houston, no, no, I will cover all the basic necessities of life in the United States. Hehe... I lost this bet... You are my idol now!"

"Second admiration? Then who is the person you admire first?"

Following the teasing words of Taoist Qing Were, the two of them looked at Ron who was sitting beside Momo in a daze...

...

Looking at the dense pinholes on her elbow, Ron suddenly had the urge to cry...

"Did you know? When the wind blows in that direction, the grass will fall in that direction. When I was young, I thought I was the wind, but in the end I was covered in bruises, and I realized that we are all grass..."

"No..." Momo shook her head, and forced a smile, "No...you are not stupid...you are the wind...the unruly wind..."

"It's the wind that I will never be able to grasp..." She sobbed, and her red eyes looked at Ron affectionately again.

"Whether it's grass or wind, I just want to know why you came back..."

Ron took a deep breath. At the most difficult moment of the confrontation between Qing Itachi and Enchanted, he deliberately kept calm, but there was a faint sadness in his heart...

"Why did you stay with me back then... At that time, I was just an ordinary person who was impoverished and had a mid-life crisis early..." Ron didn't dare to face Momo's bewildered eyes. He stared out the window, always thinking about the big star in a foreign country...

"Because...I love you...don't you remember me?"

"I remember...you are Momo..." Ron sighed: "Thank you for your wrong love...it's just that I always... always regard you as my sister..."

What a corny refusal!

She smiled, so lonely, so sad, so indifferent.so what?It's just self-conceit, it's all self-conceit, so helpless...so sad, huh!She could only face that smile with that miserable smile, to deceive herself.

Take a deep breath and smile.

"Thank you..." Momo said.

"Well... Take a good rest... Let me first..."

Are you leaving again?Letting go of that promise that never came true...

"Ron!" The moment he turned his head sideways, tears fell like rain... "I just want to ask you one last question..."

The moment before she passed out, she was laughing and crying...

"...loved." Ron said softly, closing his eyes tightly...

...

Time has passed my life quietly like running water.

I will always remember the scene of putting on the swallow hat for the first time against the slight candlelight at the graduation capping ceremony, it was so beautiful and holy.

My heart is so excited.

I am an angel.

Nursing is a sacred profession.

White dress symbolizes purity and nobility.

This is the simplest reason why I chose my life in the first place.

Clean without any dust, pure without any blemish.

I think I will always hold this most innocent and simple dream, and live my life simple and ordinary...

This feeling, this thought lasted until the moment I met you.

ron...

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One night, in front of the window sill of the hospital...

"...Your dream is to be a nurse for the rest of your life! Haha...that's so boring..."

"...I...um...how about you?"

"..." He looked at the night sky full of longing: "The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan..."

"Fuck you... Ron..." She smiled and pushed him...

After being silent for a while, she looked at the starry sky and suddenly blushed: "You will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow..."

"Well... I'm ready! I'll make those who think I'm not good enough... Hehe..." His smile is always so sunny and passionate...

"Then... Then what kind of girl do you like..." She asked cautiously, submissively, for fear that he would turn around accidentally...

But I don't know why, but I hope that he can perceive his own psychology...

"...Uh, I'm not interested in girls for the time being... When I have an idea..." He suddenly turned his face to the side: "I'm here to find you, okay...hehe..."

"Hate it..." She slapped him, then ran away shyly...

...

"How..." Ron asked with concern...

"..." Qing Itachi didn't speak, just sighed blindly...

"What's the matter, you should say something, brother..." Olajuwon couldn't bear his temper and said...

"What does it have to do with you..." Qing Itachi stuck out his tongue at him...

"You're stupid! Don't say that human life is at stake, at least we can't let us make this trip in vain, you say yes... Besides, if the person is gone, the hush money and so on... cough cough... this, um..." He looked at Ron cheerfully, full of joy, injecting a little fun into this sad room...

Ron rolled his eyes at the old man, and patiently waited for Qing Itachi's diagnosis...

"This poor man can't be cured..."

what!
Ron was all pale...

"Then why are you still messing around?" Olajuwon said contemptuously.

"Heh! Heart disease can't be cured, this girl sucks so much poison, she can't let her die..." Qing Weasel raised her eyebrows slightly while accompanying various Chinese medicines...

"Fuck off!" Ron almost spit out...

"It's just Mr. Ron..." Qing Weasel Hermit suddenly became serious...

"Pindao has no intention of interfering in your private life... But, as a friend, I still want to say..." He adjusted the antidote seriously, paused and continued: "I have met both, but I think this girl may be more suitable for you... She... looks at you differently..."

"Are you racially discriminatory!" Olajuwon pointed his middle finger at him: "What's the difference in eyes, the beautiful fairy tale of 'big stars and small employees' is something you, a caveman, can't understand!"

"Maybe... Excuse me for talking too much..." He was taken aback again: "Small staff?!"

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(End of this chapter)