Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 79 Heroes return!

"Pause, pause!" Coach John blushed with anxiety.

The referee Jia Wei hurried over, blew his whistle immediately, and signaled to the technical stage that someone was injured.

Well……

The auditorium was in chaos. Kentucky fans held their heads and stared in despair at the four big screens directly above the stadium.

The scene of Yuan Qingshan being injured was constantly repeated on the big screen.

The fans' hearts were numb, and some girls' tears kept rolling in their eyes.

This was too hard, about the same level as Paul George broke his leg during training in the US team last year.

Yuan Qingshan desperately clutched his ankles, his cheeks were pressed against the floor, and the sweat flowed down and stained a puddle.

"Qingshan, Qingshan, how do you feel?" Coach John lay down on the ground and wiped the sweat off Yuan Qingshan's forehead, but wiped more and more.

Coach John's eyes were red, and he blamed himself deeply. If he hadn't been too excited just now, maybe the kid wouldn't be so anxious and hurt himself.

"Xiao Shan, Xiao Shan, don't scare us..." Downs almost cried when he saw his buddy's pale face and bitten purple lower lip.

"Don't worry about anything, Xiao Shan, didn't we agree that we will play in the NBA together, the Lakers, Wizards, Kings...you can go anywhere, and you still have to pass the ball to me..." Towns' voice began to tremble.

Taylor Jones, Winslow, Okafor and other players from Duke University also came to see Yuan Qingshan's injury. Although they were hostile during the game, they were still fighting each other just now, but now that an injury has occurred, it may affect a person's sports career, and everyone will inevitably feel compassion.

"Go away!" Lyles rushed over and pushed Winslow away.

The people from Duke University shook their heads and returned to their benches.But no one spoke, and there was a dead silence.

The team doctor lay down like Coach John and carefully checked Yuan Qingshan's injuries. The perimeter was full of players from the University of Kentucky. Everyone put their shoulders on each other and surrounded the city, with Yuan Qingshan in the middle, silently praying for him.

"Oh, God, why do you have to embarrass a child like this?" O'Neill kept shaking his head and muttering to himself.

"He turned too hard just now. It must be a serious sprain. I hope it doesn't affect his career." Stockton's eyes were full of regret. He had just noticed this little-known and powerful player. He suffered such a serious injury before seeing him shine.

"Let us pray for him, this child is called Yuan Qingshan, from St. Mary's Orphanage in Lexington..."

Barkley prayed with his hands, a camera focused on his face, and then all the viewers watching the finals saw his devout expression, and countless families began to pray for the young point guard who was just about to emerge.

"Coach..." Yuan Qingshan said two words tremblingly.

"I'm here, Qingshan, I'm here." Coach John hastily moved his ears.

"I... I want to play!"

Coach John was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at the team doctor.

The team doctor sighed and shook his head: "I'm going to take him to the infirmary quickly, I hope he didn't hurt his bones."

Coach John made a decisive decision: "Qingshan, listen, go for a diagnosis quickly, and if there is no problem, come back to me immediately!"

Yuan Qingshan's lips were pale, and he smiled silently.

Downs slammed the floor hammer: "Damn it, shit, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

Yuan Qingshan tremblingly reached out and put his hand on the back of Downs's hand: "Don't... don't do this, bite the score, wait... wait for me to come back and end the game."

"Hmm..." Downs lowered his head deeply.

The medical staff carried Yuan Qingshan onto the stretcher. Yuan Qingshan wanted to see the flags hanging from the ceiling, but the lights were too dazzling, and it was all white.

They carried Yuan Qingshan out of the field, and the audience burst into applause. No matter which side the fans were from, they all offered the most heartfelt blessings to this strong young player.

Yuan Qingshan rested an arm on his eyes, sweating continuously.

Yuan Qingshan was in a state of disarray, this was the last game in college, did it end like this?

I am not reconciled!
Yuan Qingshan roared in his heart!

"Gakki, if this game ends like this, then I will definitely not be able to participate in the draft."

Gakki felt the sadness and despair of the master, and hurriedly said: "Now you can use the remaining virtual currency to buy healing items in the system store to temporarily relieve the pain."

Yuan Qingshan's mind was in a mess, and he didn't even think of the system mall.

Now hearing Gakki's reminder, hope was naturally rekindled: "Gakki, I want to exchange healing items, hurry up, I have to go back to the stadium!"

Gakki hurriedly said: "The healing items have been exchanged for you, please use them immediately."

A medical bag suddenly appeared in Yuan Qingshan's mind, suspended in the air, Yuan Qingshan touched it with his hand, and a line of explanatory text appeared under the medical bag.

B-level temporary treatment kit: It can temporarily clear up B-level injuries and last for 60 minutes. The price is that the injuries will recover after the time is up, and on this basis, it will be aggravated by one level.

"Master, you have to think carefully, after you use this temporary treatment kit, it will aggravate your condition!" Gakki said anxiously: "According to the judgment of the system, this level will not affect your career, just rest for half a month and you will be fine."

"No, I can't wait, and I can't take care of it. I must return to the court immediately!" Yuan Qingshan replied firmly in his heart.

With a volley, he held the treatment pack in his hand, and the virtual item the size of an A4 paper merged into his body at once.

Yuan Qingshan felt a burst of coolness on his ankle, and then the pain completely disappeared.

"Team doctor, I feel less pain, please let me back on the court."

The team doctor shook his head resolutely: "No, Yuan Qingshan, I must be responsible to you. If there is no problem with the film, I will let you play."

Yuan Qingshan had no choice but to let them take him to the infirmary and have a micro-CT done.

When the results came out, the team doctor's eyes widened in surprise: "Impossible, why did the sprain of that degree take so long? Even most of the swelling has almost disappeared, only slight redness and swelling. It's impossible, it doesn't make sense!"

Yuan Qingshan suddenly jumped to the ground: "No problem, doctor, please give me some spray or just give me an injection to seal it off. I can last until the end of the game. Please believe me."

The team doctor was moved by Yuan Qingshan's longing eyes, and watched the film twice before finally making up his mind to give Yuan Qingshan a blockade shot.

Yuan Qingshan bowed solemnly to the team doctor, then wiped off his sweat, and walked towards the player tunnel.

When he came out of the player tunnel, the nearby fans recognized him immediately.

I don't know who shouted: "It's No. 8 of the Wildcats, my God, he's back!"

The fans around him immediately followed the sound and exclaimed, further attracting the attention of more fans.

It wasn't until the camera pointed at Yuan Qingshan that his figure appeared on the big screen.

So far, all the fans have witnessed the heroic return of Yuan Qingshan!

Lucas Oil Arena burst into overwhelming applause!

(End of this chapter)