You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

　　After the press conference, Mo Mengchen walked into the corridor in good order.

　　Without a few steps, he was a little unstable. He quickly held the wall with his hands and controlled the center of gravity of the body. Anthony quickly came over and pulled: "Daddy, what's wrong with you?"

　　Bitter melon still cares about me.

　　Fraises caught up, took his hand, and asked, "Mo, in Game 6, can you fight?"

　　Anthony hesitated, then immediately heard something was wrong, Mo Mengchen looked like this...

　　 "What do you mean?" Anthony asked.

　　 "If the team needs, I can insist." Mo Mengchen smiled bitterly, "Of course, it is best not to."

　　Anthony finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

　　 "Daddy, what's wrong with you?" Anthony asked.

　　 "If I can't play the sixth game," Mo Mengchen straightened up, slowly let go of the hand that Anthony and Fraser set on him, "What would you do?"

　　Even if Mo Mengchen didn't make it clear, Anthony knew what was going on.

　　 must have been caused by the collision with Bowen...

　　 "I will do my best to do everything I can to help the team end the series in Game 6!" Anthony solemnly said.

　　 Suddenly, Mo Mengchen remembered the 1980 finals. After the Lakers and the 76ers battled in the finals, Jabal was injured and told the magician to wait until G7 to kill his opponent.

　　The magician told Tian Gou to prepare to spray champagne, and then he played the 42+15+7 of that time.

　　Can Anthony copy the magician's miracle?

　　 Honestly, Mo Mengchen didn't particularly believe in Anthony.

　　 This year is after all his first year as a starter. He has never been separated from his father and mother before.

　　 It's just, how about that?

　　If he is not given the stage, he will never prove himself.

　　Before entering the locker room, Mo Mengchen kept Anthony secret.

　　 Except for him, so far, only Frauss, Hill and the team doctor knew about this matter.

　　In order to avoid the leakage of wind, the piston blocked the news that Mo Mengchen was injured.

　　 That night, Mo Mengchen went to St. Lucifer Hospital alone under the name of night shift.

　　 The only people who knew about it were Noah Sivers and the trainee Susie Jacobsen who he brought out.

　　At half past one in the morning, Mo Mengchen arrived at Saint Lucifer Hospital, and then under the arrangement of Jacques Bosen, he performed an MRI examination.

　　After checking, he and Sivers returned to the office and waited for the result to come out.

　　 and Mo Mengchen have known each other for so many years. For the first time, Sivers has seen him so silent.

　　 Even if he doesn't want to talk, he will have nothing to do with it. As long as he is with an acquaintance, he will find ways to pick out the other party's problems.

After having a relationship with him, Sivers thought that this situation would improve. As a result, this man not only did not know how to repent, but also became more serious. When he was naked and fighting on the bed, he was the most angry. What's the difference with his wife's figure.

　　 This guy who is uncomfortable without getting angry is now silent.

　　Severus gave him a cup of instant coffee.

　　He always makes a cup of instant coffee every time he comes to the morning duty of Saint Lucifer, not because he likes it, but because the bitter coffee can refresh him. He took only one sip at a time and then dumped it like garbage.

　　 "I'm not thirsty." Mo Mengchen said.

　　 "There will be no problem." Severus said softly, "You have more body care than anyone in this world, this time too."

　　 For a person who had three ACL tears and the system determined that the left and right knees were safe at 30 and 35, Sivers’s comfort was weak.

　　Mo Mengchen's silence was not because of sadness, nor did he wait for the results of nuclear magnetic resonance like those of death row inmates waiting to go to the execution ground.

　　 He is considering things that are not related to health.

　　 As a traverser, how have I done?

　　Mo Mengchen pondered this question, thinking about it, he could not deny himself anyway, because he did a good job in all aspects.

　　 said modestly that he had done his best to make the best of the projects he covered.

　　Second question: Is it worth it?

　　 In order to achieve ten consecutive hegemony, he gave up a lot, and now he put all his attention to the NBA, and even less concern for his family.

　　 He has never considered this matter carefully. He used to comfort him with "waiting for me to complete my goal and have a lot of time".

　　Now that he is injured, he has time to think about it.

　　 Eight consecutive championships, nine consecutive championships, ten consecutive championships.

　　 The record is always there, he has done the ultimate.

　　No matter how long in the past, he and the Pistons will become the most memorable page in the history of NBA history. Do they really need to break the record nine consecutive championships, or even ten consecutive championships to prove themselves?

　　Even if he retires tonight, would he be ridiculed if he created the fabulous seven consecutive championships in the modern NBA?

　　 No, he is already a legend.

　　 "Have Monica watched the game tonight?" Mo Mengchen asked.

　　Severus didn't expect that he would ask this question suddenly, and answered directly: "Of course, she is not only interested in practicing medicine, but also very interested in basketball now, it is worthy of..."

　　 "My daughter." She paused and said with a smile.

　　 At this time, Suzy Jacobson knocked on the door and came in.

　　 "Dr. Mo, the results of MRI are out."

　　Su Xi handed the result to Mo Mengchen's hands, and said: "Your luck is so good!"

　　Through the photos of nuclear magnetic resonance, Mo Mengchen saw his meniscus. The last time he took an MRI, it was eleven years ago, in order to be selected by the NBA team to go to the hospital for a full-body examination.

　　 The familiar and unfamiliar meniscus does not seem to have a health value of only 30.

　　Mo Mengchen believes that his meniscus is no different from those with full health values. They are like a curved moon.

　　Su Xi said that Mo Mengchen’s good luck is not without reason. The history of injuries like him, the injuries caused by that degree of collision, turned out to be only a radial tear of the right meniscus.

　　 This is the most common type of meniscus tear, and the MRI shows a tear-like gap in the middle of the meniscus.

　　 These gaps are located in the avascular region of the meniscus, and there is no blood supply, so these gaps have little ability to heal. Therefore, when these gaps require surgical treatment, the usual choice is to trim the damaged part of the meniscus.

　　Mo Mengchen's gap is very small, and it can be completed by simple and convenient minimally invasive surgery. At that time, he can recover his exercise ability after a half-month rest.

　　If he knew this result on the spot, he would be very happy.

　　In addition to his peace of mind, he also has a little more unspeakable melancholy.

　　 "Dr. Mo, do you want to arrange surgery for you immediately?" Su Xi asked.

　　 "Not in a hurry." Mo Mengchen said, "Please inform the team of this news, there are many people waiting for the result."

　　 Suxi left the office.

　　Severus asked: "Why don't you perform the operation immediately?"

　　 "Because the game is not over yet."

　　 "Are you crazy?" Sivers asked nervously, "Did you want to bring a wound to play?"

　　 "If it is not forced, no one will succeed the hero." Mo Mengchen got up, a sting came from his right knee, and then stepped forward, the sting still felt.

　　 This pain will continue.

　　 He clearly can walk in an ugly, but comfortable way. In order to maintain his image, or to say that dignity is insignificant, he chose a painful way of walking.

　　 He straightened his waist like a soldier. To make people believe that he had nothing at all, his tight expression and trembling eyes revealed his true feelings.

　　 "I will send you back."

　　Severus said suddenly.

　　Mo Mengchen’s door was on the doorknob, and he looked back and smiled, "This kind of rough work will not trouble you."

　　 "So late, who will send you home?"

　　 "Of course it is the servant who is responsible for the rough work."

　　 next person? Severus didn't think that Mo Mengchen would call his driver that way. Although this man's pretense like Rufeng Syndrome had entered an advanced stage, his condition should not be serious enough.

Since he was sent by someone, Sivers couldn’t say anything. She didn’t want Mo Mengchen to walk to the parking lot with one foot. If she was hit by a large number of patients in the emergency room and was hit by an injury, Saint Lucifer The hospital will be smashed by the angry Detroit people tomorrow morning.

　　 Thinking of this, Sivers decided to send Dr. Mo a ride.

　　Severus did his best, Mo Mengchen was not only touched, but also a little unhappy, didn't it seem that he was very vulnerable? Do you think that Dor.Mo, the shadow of the alliance, the devil who ruled the automobile city, and the superstars of the times who dare not obey the world, have fallen to the point of being handed by a woman to the parking lot?

　　 "Why is it so slow?"

　　 Seeing Mo Mengchen~www.wuxiaspot.com~Hill took off the black hood for suspected terrorists and exhaled fiercely.

　　Although Sievers didn't watch the ball, she knew Hill anyway. She smiled and asked, "Dr. Mo, is this what you call a servant?"

　　 "What?" The corner of Devil's Mouth followed, "What did he say to me?"

　　Sivers is not clear about the relationship between Mo Mengchen and Hill. Seeing that the appearance of Devil Mountain has changed greatly, he thought that he was really angry, and quickly explained: "Nothing, I am kidding, Dr. Mo did not say so."

　　 "Ma'am, thank you for sending this **** here. There is no business here for us. We will handle the matter for the two of us. Please leave immediately to avoid injuring innocent people." Hill joked seriously.

　　Severus said goodbye to them and walked back.

　　When Sivers walked away, Hill angered: "You even said I am a servant?"

　　 "The night is really beautiful tonight, Grant, do you want to have supper together?"

　　 "Don't you **** digress!"

　　 "All are civilized people, can you not swear?"

　　 "Are you **** civilized?"

　　Hill is not really bad for me, believe it or not.

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