Gustavo suddenly fell into the memory: "When I was very young, a Chinese uncle moved near my house. He often used Chinese acupuncture to treat everyone. One year my father had a toothache, and it took a lot to go to the clinic. Qian did not find out the cause of the disease, and there was no other way except to take painkillers to relieve the pain temporarily." He showed a sincere smile on his face, "Since then, our whole family has believed in Chinese medicine."

The former NBA star of the Real Madrid basketball team was born in an ordinary family in Mexico. The neighbors are all poor people who can’t afford to eat. They have no money for medical treatment. There is a kind person who can see the doctor for free. Although he is a foreigner, he may still practice medicine illegally , but as long as it can solve the pain, that is the biggest benefit.

Gustavo continued: "So when Martin asked you to help me treat my knee joint, I felt that my injury would definitely heal. I have always dreamed of one day..."

At this point, he seemed to realize something suddenly, and the following words stopped abruptly. At this time, Lin Wei was checking his knee joint, everyone's attention was attracted, and no one cared what he said.

"I feel a lot of pressure when you say that, but thank you for your trust in me." Lin Wei didn't raise his head, and changed the topic seamlessly, but everyone's thoughts were naturally brought to the business by him, " The swelling was severe and lasted too long, and the only option was to do a puncture to drain the fluid."

"Do it now?" Gonzalez asked eagerly.

Lin Wei shook his head: "Don't worry, I'll take an MRI tomorrow morning, I want to know more about the situation in the joint cavity."

"I had an MRI when I was injured," Gonzalez handed over the film, "If there is anything unclear, you can look at it again."

Lin Wei glanced at the film he handed over, but did not reach out to take it: "I have seen it just now, to be honest, this film is not clear enough, the condition of the meniscus cannot be seen at all, and I can't judge the condition of the joint cavity. Case."

Gonzalez opened his mouth, and was about to say that the film was taken just after the injury. At that time, the hematoma in the joint cavity was not as severe as it is now, and it could not be seen at that time. Could it be seen in a new shot?

However, before he could say anything, he was stopped by Martin: "I also think it is necessary to take another MRI. You will accompany Gustavo to take the film tomorrow morning. Take the film back to have a look before letting drl have a look."

Because Gustavo's injury needs to be braked, Lin Wei asked Paoxiang to get a bandage, and wrapped it around him from the bottom of the thigh to the top of the calf.For such a small matter, he does it differently from others, with a focused and attentive expression. Gustavo feels very different after wrapping it up. There is no such tightness that the blood can no longer circulate. But the braking effect is very good, and the brace that fixes the knee joint is installed, and the walking is much smoother.

Lin Wei didn't leave Valdebebas until after [-] o'clock in the evening. The player's physical therapy work had already been completed during the day. He stayed so late to deal with some chores such as sorting out medical records and filing them.

Dr. Xiao Lin is also a department head, and he didn't need to do these things himself, but he didn't want to go home and make eye contact with Teacher Tang, so he took the initiative to stay and work.

The two of them are worthy of being their own mother and son. They both belong to the kind of people who are gentle on the outside but very firm on the inside.Therefore, the current situation of the mother and son is that everything is as usual in life, and no one can persuade anyone ideologically.

As soon as Lin Wei came home, his mother arranged all the trivial matters in his life properly, and occasionally gave him advice at work, especially in medicine. The meridian distribution of sex flavor and dose control are much higher than that of Sonna.

This invisible pressure made Lin Wei breathless. He wished he could stay at the training base 24 hours a day and take care of the entire medical team, including cardiologists, psychologists, and nutritionists, so that he would not have to go home. Facing his mother can also temporarily put the guilt in my heart behind.

This kind of escaping thought is just an occasional thought. Even if he is a serious procrastinator and a senior overtime enthusiast, he can't live in the training base all day and not go home to face his mother. No substantive sanctions, not even a harsh word, and the opposition was so gentle and long-lasting.

On the way home, Lin Wei called his boyfriend while driving. Because it was inconvenient at home, the time for the two of them to communicate was changed to the time that Lin Wei could freely control.

Chris learned about Lin Wei's refusal to move from Ricky after training in the afternoon, and sighed: "I don't know how to convince you, I just want you to sleep well every night."

Lin Wei felt that he was thinking too much: "I didn't sleep well because of the spiritual level, not external environmental factors. Don't worry about it. In fact, my life is not so difficult. I usually don't think about it when I am busy with work."

"People's international competition day is equivalent to a vacation, why are you busier than usual every time it is an international competition day?"

Lin Wei was also puzzled by this question: "Finally, fewer people were injured in the team this time, and the basketball team came here again."

"Don't they have a team doctor? Why don't you do the work yourself, and always push things to you."

"Their team doctor directly ordered the operation. The players and the rehabilitators were unwilling. If they didn't come to me, they would probably have to go to someone else."

Chris sneered: "Looking for Barcelona's team doctor?"

Lin Wei didn't realize the stalk for a moment, and the car turned a corner before he remembered that before last year's European Cup, Chris's thigh muscle was torn, and some media reported that he was going to ask the Barcelona team to heal the injury.

At that time, Chris personally sent a stagra to clarify this matter. It was a group photo of the two of them.

Since then, fans have never seen the incompatible conflicts between Real Madrid players and team doctors in the newspapers. Instead, whoever is coming back early, whoever is on the hot search because of chatting with Lin Wei... I always feel that Real Madrid is full. An unprecedented harmony between the team and the medical team.

"Is the Barcelona team doctor as good as me?" Lin Wei joked, "What do you do at home?"

"You are an expert that all major clubs want to poach, who can be better than you."

While chatting, Lin Wei parked the car not far from home.He enjoys the precious moments of talking with his boyfriend through the mobile phone every day, and he is reluctant to hang up the phone.

"When are you going back to Madrid?" Lin Wei suddenly asked.

Chris glanced at the itinerary: "Saturday night, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, just ask."

When Lin Wei got home, Teacher Tang had already prepared the meal, and Lin Wei only needed to wash his hands and sit down to eat the ready-made.

At the dinner table, the mother and son would occasionally chat about Lin Wei's work, and they were so alienated that they were like teachers and students.

Lin Wei is also quite obedient in front of his mother, he is still the good boy who speaks and does things well, but he is very persistent in matters of relationship, and does not hide the fact that he and Chris are in a relationship and have contact every day.

Not long after hanging up the phone, Chris sent another text message. Lin Wei opened it and saw that it was a photo. The boss was wearing the Portuguese national team training uniform, bowing his head and kissing the ball in his hand. His expression and eyes were extremely pious. It's like holding a rare treasure in your hand.

Lin Wei automatically started to search for the picture of him kissing himself, not so pious, and not easy to touch, with teasing and joking, making people feel distracted.

Tang Yao saw the corners of his son's mouth raised, and for the first time in a few days, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.The happier and sweeter Lin Wei's smile was, the more frightened and uneasy she felt.

As a parent, she always has too many concerns, in addition to gender, there are also various external factors to consider.After all, life is not a romance novel. Even if she gave birth to a daughter, she would never have the idea of ​​letting her child marry a domineering president and rest easy for the rest of her life.

Regarding Lin Wei's future family, he has imagined a lot. The ideal partner may be like Lu Xi, or he can be more gentle and ladylike... But these are not important, at least it has to be similar to Lin Wei in all aspects It doesn't matter if the girl is better or worse, as long as the disparity is not too big, so big that it will cause hidden dangers to the future life of both parties, she can accept it.

But his son just told her that he was not interested in girls, but fell in love with a man, a man with a net worth of billions, fans all over the world, and a man who appeared on TV every day.

This strong sense of unreality made it hard for her to believe that the silly boy in their family whose love life was a blank slate could get back a piece of sincerity for what he gave.

Teacher Tang was worried about his son's love life, but Lin Wei lowered his head and giggled at the screen of the mobile phone. He just sent a sentence, "He is very handsome, but his hair is a bit long", and he received a second reply from his boyfriend. Message: "Tell me, what hairstyle is better this time?"

"Xiao Wei."

Lin Wei thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have any clues. He was about to say "Come back and see", when he heard his mother's call: "What's wrong?"

"Are you full?"

"Yeah." Lin Wei quickly put down his phone and stood up to clean up the dishes.

Because there were not many things to do, Lin Wei did not come to Valdebebas until nearly eleven o'clock the next day. After finishing the recovery training with Carvajal, he had nothing to do.

Several other people rested today, only Lin Wei and Lu Xi were left in the medical room, and the girl was still reciting treatises on typhoid fever. In just 10 minutes, Lin Wei picked out three mistakes for her.

Lin Wei stared at her bitterly and bitterly: "Do you know how entangled I am?"

The girl was pretty bad, thinking that he was going to complain to her parents, she also sighed: "It's okay, take your time, my idol has good looks, money and figure, auntie will accept it sooner or later."

Lin Wei knocked on the table vigorously: "What I'm struggling with is that if I question your professional ability, it's like questioning my own judgment."

Lu Xi was also very unconvinced and threw the book on the table: "can you respect the scumbag, not everyone is as knowledgeable as you... Besides, although I can't compare with you, I'm not bad at studying Well, not to mention ability, endorsement is just a hobby, and has nothing to do with professional level."

She yelled more fiercely than the leader, Lin Wei was really intimidated by her, and suddenly remembered something: "The basketball team member yesterday... I asked them to take an MRI in the morning, why haven't they come yet?"

Lu Xi glanced at the time: "it's past twelve o'clock, and it stands to reason that we should be back by now."

"Who knows." Lin Wei shrugged,

Although Lin Wei was a bit strange, he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, he was a helper, not a leader. How to arrange the time was a matter for the medical team on the basketball team, and had little to do with him.

It wasn't until after three o'clock in the afternoon that Martin and Gonzalez helped Gustavo into the medical room. When they opened their mouths, Lin Wei almost died of anger.

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