Chapter 295: 500,000 a Day

Retreating and shooting backwards, this is Wei Chao's posture to use his physical advantage to force Zhen Fan. It is obvious that he uses his brain to play, not the kind of reckless player. There are not many smart players now.

With a sound, the ball was just shot, it was on the rise, it was blocked decisively and the ball was caught by Zhen Fan directly, and the person had already fallen behind Wei Chao, and an emergency stop came to dribble the ball under the crotch, steadily Control the ball in his own hands. According to Zhen Fan and Wei Chao's previous six-man basketball rules, dribble out of the three-second zone.

"I'm stupid, I'm still so bt!" Wei Chao ate Zhen Fan's hot pot again, not to mention the depression in his heart. He used to eat hot pot because he was still in the cba, but now he's in the nba. Why do he still eat hot pot? ? It's not that the brothers don't work hard, it's that this guy is too perverted.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm coming!" Zhen Fan hooked his finger towards Wei Chao from beyond the three-point line.

Without answering a word, Wei Chao rushed towards Zhen Fan, leaned close to him, and retreated, which could not only block Zhen Fan's way, but also flexibly rotate his body so that Zhen Fan would not let Zhen Fan throw himself away. Very smart play.

Zhen Fan didn't bother with him, but took a step back. When Wei Chao was about to post it, a disguised dribble almost knocked him down. Before he had time to stand still, Zhen Fan had already passed. He, stepping on the edge of the free throw line, took off, and a big slam dunk came.

Flying man! Wei Chao also turned around at this time, but there was nothing he could do. I could only watch Zhen Fan pour the ball in, and I couldn't help but feel a burst of emotion in my heart.

Although it is possible to dunk from the free throw line, there are still some in the league. But other than Emperor Jordan, the only one who can do it so chicly is this bt guy.

"Are you convinced?" Zhen Fan smiled at Wei Chao. "Don't say I beat you up."

Wei Chao raised his head and exhaled from his nostrils: "If you don't accept it, come again!"

So the two fought again and agreed on ten goals, but Wei Chao only scored one, which was the consolation goal that Zhen Fan said. It was such a blow.

"Don't be sad, losing to me is not losing to others." Zhen Fan patted him on the shoulder to comfort him. "It's not a big deal for Cobiel Bryant to lose to me. Work hard. I'm optimistic about you. Haha!"

"Don't bring such a shocking person!" Wei Chao was dejected.

Zhen Fan looked at him and smiled, "Do you want to be as fast and bouncing as I am, as well as have a keen sense and super flexibility?"

"It sounds like you are a superman, but... I admit, you are really good at these aspects!" He said it was not bad.

I have already said the word "bt" to Zhen Fan again in my heart.

"That's good. Come to me when you have time, and I'll tell you how to do what I did. Hey, I haven't shown my true strength yet!" Zhen Fan looked at Wei Chao seriously, " You don't think I'm joking, do you?"

In fact, Wei Chao thought so in his heart just now. When Zhen Fan said this, he felt a little embarrassed, and quickly defended: "How can I? I want your quality. I can walk sideways in the entire alliance."

"Okay, I'll go to your team's doctor first. That guy named Henry!" Zhen Fan threw the ball down, found his coat, put it on, and was about to walk when he heard someone Applause gently.

Zhen Fan had already noticed that someone was watching, but he kept silent, so it was not surprising. The person who came was the team's manager Amy. Cook, coach Mike. D'Antoni and team doctor Dr. Henry. The applause is the coach Mike. D'Antoni, he walked towards Zhen Fan first by himself.

"I have observed for a long time!" Mike. D'Antoni spoke first, "Very good, if...you participate in this year's draft, I promise to sign you!"

"Actually, my opinion is the same as Mike's!" said the team's manager Amy. Cook also added.

"Mr. D'Antoni, Mr. Cook, Dr. Henry!" Standing beside Zhen Fan, Wei Chao hurriedly greeted these three people. Obviously, Wei Chao had to keep a low profile in front of the manager and coach.

"You're not bad, Wei, you're a smart player. If what Zhen said is right, you can find time to go to him, maybe it will bring us a bigger surprise!" D'Antoni said something to Wei Chao.

Wei Chao was overjoyed. This sentence can be compared with "according to order to pick up girls".

"Draft?" Zhen Fan knew that the NBA would have a draft in June every year, and the venue would be the home court of the New York Nets or Madison Square Garden, but what does it have to do with him? Is it because of the match show with Wei Chao just now? Zhen Fan was speechless and shook his head.

"I'm really sorry, if I have the idea of ​​entering the NBA, I will definitely call you. But... what are we here for today?" Zhen Fan decided to bring the topic to the main topic.

"It's really a pity!" Coach Mike. D'Antoni shrugged his shoulders, seeing Zhen Fan's performance just now,

"Okay, guys, we should go see Pete, the good news he is looking forward to is coming!" Manager Amy. Cook said loudly, "Henry, let's go together, Mike, are you going too?"

"No, I still want to watch these bastards train, and there is a game tomorrow!" Mike Kara D'Antoni refused, but he still looked at Zhen Fan and asked a little unwillingly, "Zhen, don't you think about it? I believe Amy will give you a very good contract."

"Goodbye, Mr. D'Antoni, you are a good coach!" Zhen Fan waved his back to him, and followed Amy. Cook left with Dr. Henry, and they will go to the team's medical center, where Pete Howard was still anxiously waiting for Zhen Fan's arrival.

"Pete——" pushing open the door of the room, Henry went in first, and greeted a big black man lying on the hospital bed, "How do you feel? Today!"

"How do you feel? Henry, is that all you have to say? Tomorrow they are going to the game, but I can only sit here and watch the live broadcast, and you still say what can I do? Damn, I'm crazy, doctor, that Where is the doctor who cured Wei? You promised me!"

As soon as he heard Henry’s voice, the guy lying on the bed became aggrieved. Mouth full of complaints and swear words, just like on the pitch, those trash words come out of the mouth like a train.

"That's it, here he is. Pete!" Henry turned sideways, and the manager Amy next to him stepped forward and smiled at Howard, "He is, he is the doctor who cured Wei, Fan Zhen!"

"You are Howard?" Zhen Fan stepped forward and looked at him carefully. Hehe laughed, "I think the pictorials I bought are much better than real people."

"Really? I feel the same way, the way I am now. It's like a wrapped sausage, as long as you have a good appetite, you can give me a bite any time! Damn, this feels so bad."

Howard said mockingly to himself. Then he looked at Zhen Fan and said seriously.

"Hey. Dude, I know you healed Wei, are you here to save me? I'm looking forward to it!"

Zhen Fan looked at him and nodded: "Yes, buddy, I'm here to save you, come on, let me see your knee." Zhen Fan walked towards his hospital bed as he spoke, Pete's A plaster cast was placed on the knee. Can't see the scars anymore.

"What do you think?" Howard shrugged his shoulders at Zhen Fan.

Dr. Henry hurried over, took an X-ray film and said to Zhen Fan, "This is the X-ray film of the day. I hope it can help you." Then, he handed over the X-ray film.

"Thank you!" Zhen Fan took it over and looked at it, shaking his head, "The knee is completely broken, how long is your expected recovery period? Dr. Henry?" Zhen Fan said to Henry.

"Ten months...maybe longer!" Henry said a little unconfidently. It is obvious that Howard's injury is not optimistic. Even if he recovers, he is likely to relapse, and he will not be able to reach his original level at all. .

"It's really great. You didn't say that before. You said that it only takes a month for me to go to the ground. It's really great. Now I finally know the truth. It's really scary!" Howard raised his hand. Putting his hands together, he said to Henry with some dissatisfaction, "No wonder the saying goes, the truth is terrible, I believe this sentence!"

"Peter, that's what I asked him to tell you. If you care about this, then... I'm sorry, Pete, this is my fault!" At this time, Amy who was on the side said to Howard, "I know this This consolation technique is clumsy, but... better than nothing!"

"I don't care about this, Zhen, what do you think will happen to me? Ten months? Maybe longer?" Howard stopped talking to them and turned to look at Zhen Fan.

"I have to look at your physique first, and then I can make a specific judgment!" Zhen Fan said, then turned to Henry and said, "Can I break this plaster?"

"Of course!" Henry had seen him crush Wei Chao's plaster, so he nodded without objecting.

"Well, this is just right!" Zhen Fan turned his head and smiled at Howard, "It may hurt a little, you have to bear it, I will break the plaster cast on your leg when I count to three, are you ready?"

"Of course, I'm ready!" Howard grinned, "Come on, buddy!"

"three!"

Zhen Fan directly counted to three, pinched the plaster with one hand, and the plaster cracked as soon as he tried hard, and then Pete screamed like a pig, he couldn't help it.

"Dude, you lied!"

This guy is still thinking about it.

Zhen Fan stretched out his hand to hold his knee, put his entire palm on his knee, and slowly infiltrated it with his inner breath, which greatly relieved Howard's pain, and also used his inner breath to check the injury and condition of his knee. his physical condition.

"It feels very comfortable, Zhen, you really have a hand!" The warmth in the knee made Howard feel good, and the pain gradually disappeared, replaced by a warm airflow.

"Okay, I can tell you the result, I promise, after ten days, you can resume training, that is to say, you will recover in ten days!" Zhen Fan let go of his hand, then looked at Howard and nodded , "How about this guarantee?"

"Ten days? Dude, are you sure you're not joking?" Howard looked shocked, and looked at Zhen Fan in disbelief, "Don't think I'm a big black guy, you can deceive me, I'm not stupid!"

Not just Howard, even Amy. Cook couldn't believe it. After all, he didn't personally see how Wei Chao recovered. The process can only be described as miraculous. Therefore, Henry believed it.

"Let's make a bet, $500,000 a day. After ten days, if it exceeds one day, I will deduct $500,000. After deducting five million dollars, I will pay you $500,000 every day until I go bankrupt. how?"

Five hundred thousand dollars a day, ten days is five million dollars. According to this calculation, if the cure is not cured in one month, Zhen Fan will have to pay Howard ten million dollars. If it takes longer...days, then What number should it be? This guy is bound to go broke.

It's not just Howard who thinks so, even Amy. Cook thought so too, but Henry didn't think so.

"Deal!" Howard stretched out his hand, and shook Zhen Fan, and the two fists touched again, "Remember what you said, Zhen, don't think I'm a black guy..."

"Of course, I know the big black guy is not easy to bully!" (To be continued...)