The True Colors of Youth Chapter 171 It’s not a big problem
It's like breaking a match.
Long Xiaochuan's right leg bent unnaturally and he fell down in pain.
In a flash of lightning, he subconsciously passed the ball.
Xue Zhuang reacted quickly, caught the ball and shot it into the basket with one hand, successfully completing the attack.
But no one cares about the goal. Everyone's eyes are fixed on Long Xiaochuan. They don't understand what happened just now. Why did he fall?
Only Long Xiaochuan knew that the captain of the coal mining team in front of him, who raised his hands to show innocence and leaned down to care about himself, was actually the most insidious and cunning shameless person!
He held his right knee and rolled in pain until his teammates and medical staff came to investigate the situation. The doctor gave him painkiller spray and then called a stretcher to take him out.
The game continues, but who in the audience cares about who loses and who wins?
The huge crowd chased the stretcher and surrounded the ambulance to inquire about the injury.
The doctor judged based on experience that Long Xiaochuan's knee might have slipped. As for whether there were fractures, torn ligaments and muscle strains, he still had to go to the hospital to take a X-ray to confirm.
Yu Yan panicked and urged anxiously: "Then what are you waiting for? Drive quickly!"
The ambulance driver complained: "It's so chaotic outside, how can we get out of here!"
Angry, Yu Yan opened the door of the ambulance and shouted: "What are you doing here? Get out of the way!"
She shouted like a lioness, which frightened the students and they all stepped aside.
The ambulance roared out of the school gate, and Long Xiaochuan endured the pain and said: "If you don't want to go to the hospital, I know an old Chinese doctor..."
Yu Yan interrupted him angrily: "Oh, when did you still believe in old Chinese medicine? When you go to the hospital, you must find a regular expert for diagnosis."
"Believe me, it was this same knee that I injured last time. I asked an old Chinese medicine practitioner to get some plaster and it will be cured in three days."
She was stubborn and arbitrary: "What nonsense, it takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones, how can there be a magic medicine that will heal in three days?"
Long Xiaochuan had no choice but to "save the country" and made another suggestion: "Okay, I'll listen to you and go to the hospital to take a picture first. But can you call my uncle first and ask about the result of the game?"
There was nothing she could do on the way to the hospital. She counted the time and the game was almost over, so she called Long Zaiyuan.
The game is definitely won, there is no suspense about it.
But the strange thing is that when the coal mining team lost, they cheered and laughed so happily that it made people confused and confused: "What do you think they are celebrating?"
Long Xiaochuan vaguely had an answer in his mind and asked for his cell phone: "How did the referee deal with the person who hurt me?"
"A common physical foul was called."
"I'm 100% sure he did it on purpose," Long Xiaochuan paused and expressed his suspicion, "This is a long-planned trap!"
Long Zaiyuan trusted his judgment and decided to ask Yu Zhengyi for the game video. If he found evidence, he would complain to the organizing committee.
They briefly talked for a few words, and Long Xiaochuan changed the topic to the old Chinese medicine doctor and asked about the specific address of the alley.
Of course Yu Yan still objected, but Long Zaiyuan's words were very weighty: "I had a serious knee injury three years ago, and the experts at the big hospital said I was disabled. It was the old man who cured me. You can take Xiaochuan to the hospital for a check-up.
But you must listen to the opinions of the elderly before treatment!”
Long Zaiyuan's words were very weighty, and Yu Yan listened to his opinions with an open mind.
The diagnosis process was tortuous. Hospital experts judged that Long Xiaochuan was fine: "The problem is not serious. I will do a bone reduction and rest for you for a few days. Do not exercise strenuously during this period."
Long Xiaochuan resolutely refused to let the hospital's experts help with the reset. He would rather continue to be sweating in pain, and rent a wheelchair to go to the dirty and shabby Chinese bone setting clinic hidden in an alley for diagnosis and treatment.
The old Chinese medicine doctor remained energetic and energetic, and asked about the cause of the injury just like last time.
Yu Yan took out the X-ray film and showed it to him. Long Xiaochuan originally thought that the old man would dislike it, but he also knew about the integration of traditional Chinese and Western medicine. She held it up to the sun and stared at it seriously for a moment: "You, you didn't listen to me last time and stay alive for five days."
Are you going to work in the field again? This old injury was not healed in the first place, and this time it is just an injury added to the injury!"
"Last time, it was only half a day away."
"I said a few days is a few days, and you can't be sloppy even for half a day. You have to use five plasters this time. If you dare to do this again, be careful of losing this leg."
Yu Yan felt more and more that the old man was a liar: "But the orthopedic expert at the hospital said it's nothing serious!"
The old man pushed Long Xiaochuan's kneecap back with all his strength, but he said mercilessly: "Huh! Why do you come to me if you believe them?"
Long Xiaochuan screamed in pain, but immediately felt that his knee function returned to normal. He tried to curl up, but was immediately stopped by the old man: "Don't you want to play ball anymore?"
Long Xiaochuan didn't dare to delay for so long: "Five plasters mean you have to rest for five days? No way, no, the fifth day happens to be the finals!"
Yu Yan patted him on the shoulder and said angrily: "Oh, don't think about the game now. Your health is important! There are games every year. If your knee is broken, you won't be able to play for the rest of your life!"
"Your wife is right!"
The old man lowered his head and took out a jar of traditional Chinese medicine from under his feet, and began to make a black ointment.
Long Xiaochuan was embarrassed: "Old sir, she is not my wife."
"That's the girlfriend?"
Yu Yan originally didn't trust this old man, but when she saw that he was messing around, she turned away and said nothing.
Long Xiaochuan gave her a guilty look and simply changed the subject: "I don't have the money now, can I get it on credit first?"
"I'll pay for the medicine," Yu Yan took out her phone and prepared to scan the QR code: "How much is it?"
The old man deliberately teased her: "It's still the same, one thousand and fifty-one stickers, five stickers in total, how much do you think it is?"
"Grab money!"
Yu Yan immediately clamored to call the police to catch this old liar.
"Okay, I want to see, old man, where did I break the law and why did the police arrest me?"
Seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, Long Xiaochuan quickly struggled to stand up and act as peacemaker.
As a result, both of them sprayed at the same time: "Sit back!" "Don't move!"
Later, it was Long Xiaochuan who kindly explained to Yu Yan, and the old man stopped teasing them: "The old rule is, just let Long Zaiyuan pay the bill with the medicinal materials. By the way, that guy has become lazy and didn't come last month.
Send medicine!”
"We have been training and playing games for the last month. My uncle is also injured."
Long Xiaochuan explained the general process, and the old man pondered for a moment: "When he takes off the plaster, give him your plaster in two parts and apply it on the back of his hand."
"Your medicine can help him regain the function of his fingers? Wait, I give him two patches? Then is it enough for me to rest for 3 days?"
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say."
The old man frowned and actually kicked them out of the house on the pretext of being tired.
Yu Yan has always been skeptical about this "extremely expensive medicine" that she got for free: "Is this plaster really effective?"