Auto chess in the operating room

Chapter 228 A challenge from the Serbian team doctor

The training in the afternoon began quickly. Due to the absence of Wang Zengjie, Kairuitu and Wang Shaojie, there were only nine players left, and Wang Shipeng arranged a three-on-three confrontation practice.

Wang Zengjie has already returned to the hotel to recuperate, while Kairuitu is earnestly following Tang Lou's instructions in the locker room, performing wrist recovery exercises.

"Kairitu, don't you really think that little doctor can completely cure your old wrist injury?"

Huang Haiquan had Wang Shaojie's waist massage treatment in the morning, and another one in the afternoon, so Wang Shaojie was also waiting in the locker room.

Huang Haiquan has been treating him again these days, and he has been perfunctory. He is almost healed, he is almost healed, but he has not been able to officially start playing for a long time, which makes him feel a little bit resentful towards these team doctors.

How much I look forward to the Serbia final, and how dissatisfied I am with the current treatment progress.

Therefore, the discourse is also very negative, and even a little mocking.

Wang Shaojie said to Keruitu while watching the game video of the Serbian youth team.

"I don't know, but I feel that my wrist is not so painful anymore, and I have a sense of flexibility that I haven't seen for a long time."

Kairuitu sat up and down without looking at Wang Shaojie, and said expectantly.

"I hope. Ugh."

Wang Shaojie sighed, and continued to watch the video of the Serbian youth team. The more he watched, he frowned again. The Serbian youth team is really good. If he can't make it, the team's chances of winning are very small.

"Damn back injury."

Soon, the afternoon training was over. During this period, Huang Haiquan also came to the locker room to give Wang Shaojie another recovery treatment.

"Wang Shaojie, your waist has almost recovered, but to be conservative, it will take three or four days to fully recover. Therefore, my opinion is that in the finals the day after tomorrow, you'd better not play."

Huang Haiquan deliberately stuck the time in three or four days. After leaving a word, he left the locker room and began to prepare for the massage treatment for the rest of the team members.

"Hehe." Wang Shaojie was also numb, and covered his head with a hoodie, sitting in the corner of the dressing room, silent, not knowing what to think.

The rest of the team members also went to the locker room one by one, and they didn't dare to disturb Wang Shaojie in the corner.

Soon, Gong Hai, Qiu Yiye, Huang Haiquan and others started regular massage treatment.

Kairuitu naturally approached Tang Lou and began to give him another consolidation treatment.

After Tang Lou finished Kairuitu's treatment, he was dragged to the office by Cheng Sisi again, where he started a custom-made ultra-long standby massage.

Looking at it, Qiu Yiye, who was massaging the team members, was stunned for a while: "Cheng Sisi looked at the gentle, so the demand is so strong, it's really hard to tell. Tsk tsk tsk, compete with what I have."

While everyone was enjoying the massage, Wang Shaojie felt more and more lonely, so he got up silently and left the dressing room.

And when he walked into the basketball hall, he heard the voice of dribbling, hitting the board, and hitting the net hollowly: "It's Kai Ruitu!"

Wang Shaojie walked up to the auditorium, half hidden in the darkness, and sat down.

In the basketball court, I saw Keruitu start a one-stop layup, skillfully dribble with left and right hands, and then pull it to the top of the arc, two 45 degrees, and the bottom corner.

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

Nine consecutive hollow nets.

"When did this guy get so accurate?"

Wang Shaojie was shocked in his heart.

"It must be luck, it must be luck."

Wang Shaojie convinced himself and continued to watch.

Sure enough, Kairuitu missed the next shot. Wang Shaojie breathed a sigh of relief, and then Kairuitu began to practice mid-range shots again.

"Swipe, brush, brush!"

Wang Shaojie's ability to become the CBA No. [-] pick is naturally due to his sufficient basketball talent and the ability to read the game. Of course, he sensed that Keruitu's dribbling and shooting are a bit different.

But what was the difference, he couldn't tell.

After all, it is not a formal game, and training without defense sometimes does not explain the problem too much.

Just when Wang Shaojie was thinking wildly.

"Have you seen enough!"

Kairitu threw the basketball at Wang Shaojie.

"Crack!"

Wang Shaojie instinctively grabbed the ball with a big hand, and then looked at Kai Ruitu walking on the court.

"Are your hands itchy, come down and vote?"

Of course Wang Shaojie wanted to come down to dribble and throw the ball, but when he thought of Huang Haiquan's warning, for the sake of his career, he put on a straight face, threw the ball back, and said coldly:

"Not interested in."

After speaking, he put his hands back into his pockets and prepared to leave the arena.

"To be honest, Wang Shaojie, I suggest you consult Dr. Tang, maybe his massage technique can make you catch up with the finals in the day after tomorrow."

For some reason, Kairuitu blurted out while looking at the depressed Wang Shaojie. After speaking, he felt a little reckless, after all, Huang Haiquan had already made a conclusion.

However, looking at his wrist again, Kai Ruitu looked at Wang Shaojie, hesitated for a moment, and risked offending Dr. Huang: "I dare not say that Dr. Tang's level is higher than Dr. Huang's, but at least, after Tang Thanks to the doctor's treatment, I am recovering very well now."

"Before, Dr. Huang hadn't solved it."

Wang Shaojie's walking body suddenly stopped for a moment... But he quickly shook his head and smiled wryly: "This is just your psychological effect. Your wrist may not have anything to do with it. We are different."

"Thank you anyway."

After finishing speaking, Wang Shaojie left the court quickly. What he suffered was a sports injury in the waist. The complexity of the injury couldn't be compared with a minor injury in the wrist?

Moreover, although he was dissatisfied with the progress of Huang Haiquan's treatment, after all, the other party was a team doctor for Wang Shipeng, Yao Ming and other national team members, and his qualifications and level were there.

Huang Haiquan is his best choice at present.

"Doctor Tang? Too young."

Wang Shaojie sighed, not even thinking of trying.

After Wang Shaojie left, Keruitu practiced shooting and dribbling for a while, and then left the court. Tomorrow's warm-up match against Serbia will test the recovery of his wrist.

Keruitu has an intuition that his hands seem to have returned to the summer when he was 19 years old.

At that time, he was at his peak, and his subordinates shot down countless heroes.

On the second day, a warm-up match between the Serbian youth team and the slam dunk team before the final was also a rehearsal before the final, and both sides naturally attached great importance to it.

The program team set up the scene early in the morning. For this game, the Serbian youth team members, as well as the staff, team leader and others were all present.

And the slam dunk team is well-managed, Kai Ruitu is sure to be able to play, and Wang Zengjie has almost recovered. Under Tang Lou's treatment, he can basically play in tomorrow's finals.

The only thing that is still to be determined, Wang Shaojie, who has been denied by Huang Haiquan, also came to the locker room.

The head coach of the warm-up match is Sun Yue, Wang Shipeng serves as the assistant coach, the guest coach is Jam Hsiao, and NBA superstar Wade.

As for Jay Chou, he will play in the final.

In the locker room, the players were naturally very excited to see Wade again.

On the other hand, the Serbian youth team is already in the locker room, starting pre-match preparations.

The players gathered together, and the coach was explaining tactics to them.

Linna, who is the team doctor, sat by the side with two other team doctors.

Great God Kevin, it is rare to come to Huaguo, and was invited by a certain CBA club to participate in guiding a player's Achilles tendon surgery. This time the warm-up match will not appear.

But even without Kevin, the rest of the team's medical team is still very good.

A Serbian team doctor Miliash looked at Linna and said very unconvinced: "Linna, among the Huaguo team doctors, is there really such a powerful doctor who can make Kevin appreciate it so much?"

Another team doctor, Pantlich, also questioned: "I think Kevin is exaggerating on purpose. It's a good lesson for us to be modest and cautious. I don't know the level of Huaguo's team doctor. I have seen it when I participated in the Imperial Capital Olympic Games. He's exaggerating."

After all, Kevin is an American, and they recognize his level, but there is always a natural barrier. The so-called non-my race must have a different heart.

For yesterday, Kevin's super high evaluation of a Chinese doctor made them very upset, who had never been praised by Kevin, and were always sprayed as stupid.

Naturally, they didn't dare to hate Kevin, but they planted it in their hearts. Today, they came to the Slam Dunk team doctor to exchange ideas, and prepared a few medical records in advance.

It would be even better if he could teach the Hua Guo doctor that Kevin said in terms of medical skills.

Of course, apart from the dissatisfaction with medical skills, the other thing is that when Linna mentioned that Huaguo doctor, she, who was usually aloof and aloof, unexpectedly showed a shy posture.

This made them even more upset, the big Serbian girl, and the short (wang) small (wen) weak (zuo) powerless (zhe) Chinese boy?
(End of this chapter)