From small clinic to medical empire

Chapter 167 The Superstar in the Mansion
beautiful country.

west coast.

Malibu Golden Beach.

In a luxurious villa worth US$8000 million, a young black man was hiding in a dark study room, angrily typing on the keyboard.

The black youth was of extremely tall stature and had disproportionately long arms.

As for appearance, it is even more difficult to describe.

In short, his appearance is extremely disproportionate to this mansion worth 8000 million U.S. dollars, and he does not have the slightest regal temperament at all.

And what he is doing now is even farther away from the daily life of billionaires.

"KD will definitely stand up again. If you rupture your Achilles tendon, you can't beat KD. KD is the best!"

"That clown Draymond, he can't compare to KD's one finger, he's just a cat and a dog!"

"Without Durant, the Warriors will never win a championship again!"

……

Punching angrily on the keyboard, Kevin Durant double-checked to make sure he was using a trumpet, and hit enter.

That's right, the man who hides in the mansion and uses a trumpet as a keyboard man is one of the top NBA superstars today, Kevin Durant.

The past summer was undoubtedly a nightmare for Durant,
On the stage of the playoffs, he withdrew midway due to a ruptured Achilles tendon, and the Warriors he played for eventually lost.

To make matters worse, due to various reasons, Durant was estranged from the original members of the Warriors team, and finally chose to leave and transfer to the Nets in Brooklyn, New York.

Serious injuries coupled with increasing age, as well as several controversial transfers, have made the outside world full of doubts about the future of this basketball superstar.

Faced with the ridicule of his former teammates, the incomprehension of the fans, and the media's downbeat all the way, Durant's depression couldn't be added.

But he has his own way of decompression.

Generally speaking, Durant is a good man, with a rare good temper among black people.

Although he did not escape the curse of "blacks have no fathers", he was carefully guided by his coach when he was young and developed a good self-cultivation.

As a superstar, Durant rarely confronts people head-on, and even if he feels dissatisfied, he never publicly points at the other party.

Of course, no one is perfect.

In order to relieve the distress in his heart, Durant chose to use the trumpet to attack hard on the Internet like an ordinary fan, and confront those who bad-mouthed him.

……

"Hey, this fool still believes that KD can return as the king? How stupid! That's a ruptured Achilles tendon, which is fatal to his sports career!"

"That's right, that guy is a fool who lived in the last era. The era of Durant and James has passed!"

"Upstairs, don't be so mean, don't smash other people's fantasies! It's too cruel to say that!"

"There's no way, that's the truth, let's see how the players who have also ruptured the Achilles tendon perform.

Kobe Bryant, DeMarcus Cousins... who of these outstanding players can come out of the shadow of Achilles tendon rupture intact?
Don't forget, Durant is already an old man in his 30s! "

……

"You're the old man, Durant is still young, Durant is full of life, you idiots know nothing!"

Durant tapped the keyboard angrily again. After replying, he simply shut down the computer.

At this time, his personal phone rang.

"Hey, Kevin, how are you doing recently!" Kobe's voice came from the phone.

As a senior, Kobe knew Durant's current difficulties, so he called specifically to ask if he needed help.

After all, he had the same injury, and Kobe felt that although his competitive level had fallen off a cliff after the injury, his treatment experience should be helpful to Durant.

"Cheer up and I wish you success in Brooklyn!"

Finally encouraged Durant again, Bryant hung up the phone.

Sighing, Durant took a can of Diet Coke from the refrigerator on crutches.

Lying on the couch, letting the foamy liquid trickle down his throat, Durant closed his eyes.

Although he made a big blow on the Internet, why didn't he know that he might really not be able to get out of the quagmire this time?
After all, even if he is as tenacious as Kobe, he still cannot completely get rid of the attack of the disease!
According to the recommendation of the team doctor who performed the first-stage operation, the second-stage repair must be carried out as soon as possible.

Do you want to try Kobe's suggestion and ask his medical team to perform the operation?
Durant was a little hesitant.

Because as a living advertisement, Kobe's recovery after surgery cannot be said to be perfect, but he has also recovered [-] to [-]% of his strength.

If you find another team, will you not be able to reach even sixty-seven percent?

At this moment, Durant's cell phone rang again.

The caller ID showed that the call was from his agent McCann.

"Kevin, listen to me, I have an infallible source of information that will find a way to completely heal your Achilles tendon!"

Listening to McCann's excited voice on the phone, Durant was not very happy.

As an old partner who has worked together for many years, Durant knows how exaggerated this guy is every time he speaks.

After all, these agents are used to dealing with sponsors, and they always like to act like salesmen by surprise.

Hearing that Durant's attitude seemed a bit perfunctory, the other end of the phone quickly said: "Kevin, believe me, this time is definitely good news, explosive good news, if it weren't for me, McCann Schmidt is a veteran player in the league. Manager, there is no way to get such top-secret news!"

"Oh? Come and listen!"

Durant was interested. He also knew that McCann was always very proud of his qualifications. Using this as an example, maybe he really got great information.

"Mark Eltar, have you heard of him? He used to be a senior official in the league, and then he switched to the UFC major league. I heard that he has been in big trouble recently, so..."

Mark Eltar is Ma Fusheng's real English name.

As senior basketball players, McCann and Ma Fusheng are old acquaintances.

Recently, by chance, McCann heard about Ma Fusheng being hospitalized in critical condition in China.

Originally, he thought that Ma Fusheng must be critically ill because of China's poor sanitation and medical level.

Maybe it's the dreaded malaria, dengue or something like that.

After all, in the impression of many Americans, there is no essential difference between China and India, both of which belong to foreign lands that produce local tyrants and slums.

Out of concern for his old friend, McCann called Ma Fusheng's wife, only to learn that she was preparing for divorce proceedings with her husband, and that Ma Fusheng himself had almost recovered.

Although the "AIDS" incident proved to be an oolong in the end, Ma Fusheng's 5-minute affair with a Ukrainian girl still became the fuse that detonated his marriage.

Out of human gossip, McCann called Ma Fusheng himself for "comfort".

However, McCann learned some shocking news from Lao Ma.

"McCann, you are wrong!"

Ma Fusheng said: "This time, fortunately, I got sick in China. If I had been in any country in Southeast Asia, I would have been dead!"
Here, there are top doctors no less than those in the United States...and even a professional team of sports injuries that is even better than American doctors! "

(End of this chapter)