NBA: The best team doctor in history

Chapter 4 4: Bone Correction? Try and Die!

After going down the mountain, Jiang Ming bowed three times to the majestic and mysterious Taoist holy land Sanqing Mountain, and then immediately returned to his alma mater to verify it.

The natural way to verify is to find your younger classmates to serve as guinea pigs.

The cute school girl was shivering in the laboratory due to a uterine cold. Jiang Ming easily cured her by boiling a few doses of Chinese herbal medicine. She cried and shouted that she wanted to give birth to a baby for Jiang.

The junior fellow student of Traditional Chinese Medicine Pediatrics had weak Yang energy due to continuous overwork. After Jiang Ming's precise cupping, he became a man who had sex seven times a night. The next day, he begged Jiang Ming to draw the acupoints for him and asked the girls in the club to do the cupping next time.

The supervisor who came to the research lab to supervise had a back muscle strain. Jiang Ming made a plaster in the lab to make the supervisor, who had no hope, look radiant:

"Xiao Jiang, if you had developed this ointment earlier, I would have promoted you to study for a bachelor's, master's and doctoral degree."

"Haha, then I'll make you a few more."

All of this proved that Jiang Ming really inherited the ancient Chinese medicine. Just when he was about to return to the Rockets to show his talents, his parents came to find him.

The mentor still betrayed his information.

Jiang Ming, who was stopped in front of his junior's dormitory with his suitcase, didn't say much and directly issued a military order:
“There will definitely be results next year.”

Last year, when Jiang Yu and Li Yang saw that their son had become the first Chinese doctor working in the NBA, they didn't say anything. In their eyes, it was enough for their son to be more successful than them, it just was easier to work under them and he could avoid detours.

And they all thought that their son would come back in disgrace, because the cardiovascular department is closely related to the sports medicine of the NBA? How could their basketball team possibly want such a professional?
NBA team doctors are mostly good at sports medicine, sports rehabilitation and orthopedic surgery, which is what Chinese hospitals call orthopedics. Chief surgeons like Jiang Yu and Li Yang are the talents they need, right?
Now a year has passed. Although my son seems to have really gained a foothold in the NBA team doctor team, there has been no news of his achievements reported back to China. Occasionally when I turn on the TV, I just see my son sitting in a corner behind the bench, staring blankly.

Therefore, Jiang Yu called him and told him to come back to work if he couldn't do it. Even if he didn't have to work in Dongli, he could work in any hospital across the country. Cardiovascular medicine definitely had a future.

Jiang Ming naturally understood what his father meant, just like the meaning of the name he gave himself: wait until the clouds clear and the moon appears.

My parents don't want to see mediocrity for even a moment.

But don't be in a hurry.

"Well, a mother worries about her child even when he is far away. Just come back to work."

Li Yang sighed when he saw his son getting stubborn again.

But she was quite happy in her heart. When she saw her son this time, she felt that his temperament had obviously improved a lot. In addition, her son's undergraduate tutor also praised him on the phone, saying that he was a talent.

I thought it might be a good idea to go out and try my luck. I felt much more energetic than when I was interning in the hospital.

The three of them stopped talking, the atmosphere was stagnant, Jiang Yu rubbed his fingers and neck from time to time. Jiang Ming, who was blocked at the door, couldn't help but say after seeing this:

"Dad, let me give you some relief from your rheumatoid arthritis."

Because my father has been working in the operating room and the air-conditioned room in the office all year round, he has suffered from rheumatoid arthritis since he was 40 years old. No matter how he was treated, it wouldn't work. He has been suffering from the disease from his hands to his neck for a long time.

Now that he has inherited traditional Chinese medicine, and seeing that his father is still troubled by inflammation, he couldn't help but want to give it a try.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment when Jiang Ming suddenly mentioned his old problem, then laughed heartily:

"You give me relief? Did I hear you right? I can't even cure myself."

Even though he said that, he still reached out his hand:
"Come on, show me what you have learned from the foreigners."

Jiang Ming held his father's wrist and turned it up and down twice.

"Mysterious."

Jiang Yu chuckled.

But Jiang Ming turned around and ran to the dormitory of his junior:
"Dad, come in."

Just when Jiang Yu thought Jiang Ming would prescribe some western medicine for him, Jiang Ming motioned him to sit on a chair and took out a set of acupuncture equipment from his junior's medical bag:
"I'll give you acupuncture."

"Forget it, forget it. I don't have the time. I have another patient waiting for my surgery. I appreciate your kindness."

Jiang Yu and Li Yang looked at each other and waved their hands.

Isn’t it enough that he has used traditional Chinese medicine to treat his old illness?

For a while, he was obsessed with moxibustion and acupuncture. The director of Union Hospital even gave him physical therapy personally, but found that it was not as effective as a methotrexate tablet.

Jiang Ming naturally knew that his father would never believe him. How good of a medical skill did he have? Didn’t his parents know it all?

So he didn't even think about trying to persuade anyone and just went for it!
After disinfecting the first needle, I grabbed my father's hand and first inserted the needle into the Neiguan point on his wrist, which has a certain numbing effect.

Jiang Yu felt a tingling sensation in his arms instantly, and he sat down naturally.

Then, in front of Li Yang's shocked gaze, Jiang Ming performed acupuncture on several acupoints that she didn't quite understand and were not even recorded in books. However, from Jiang Yu's expression, it could be seen that he was enjoying it very much.

Unlike other acupuncturists who insert a bunch of needles at a time, Jiang Ming only needs three needles on the wrist and neck using small long needles.

The movements were done in one go, and to Jiang Yu they even felt steady, accurate and ruthless. He also felt that the pain in his joints was greatly reduced, and he even felt that his blood circulation was accelerated, with a warm feeling even without any hot compress.

A bit magical!

How can such a small number of needles produce such good results?

While waiting for the needle to be inserted, Jiang Ming took out two sports wristbands from his backpack and stuffed them into his father's pants pocket:
"The local pain and swelling in these joints should be much better now. To prevent you from moving around more after you get better, always wear a wrist guard when you go to the clinic and get out in the sun more often."

After saying that, he pulled out the needle.

The moment the needle was pulled out, Jiang Yu instantly felt his blood circulation become active. He also understood acupoints, and it was obvious that the joint points were opened up, and he could twist his hand joints at will.

"No, these are taught in American medicine now?" Li Yang was stunned by Jiang Ming's series of mature operations. Did his son study Chinese medicine in the United States?

what's the situation?
Although my son graduated from a traditional Chinese medicine university, I have never seen him learn these.

Moreover, they were all organized to watch the movie "Gua Sha", which tells the story of how no one in the United States understands Chinese medicine.

"It's comfortable, son. It seems you haven't been slacking off in the United States!"

Jiang Yu was in a good mood as he felt the inflammation in his joints subside. He was already thinking that during the surgery, he would finally not feel the tingling pain in his wrist.

"So don't worry, bye, wait for my good news."

Jiang Ming hugged his parents and said goodbye, leaving them standing there feeling lost.

"The child has grown up after all."

"You see, he is not with us, but he is making rapid progress."

"Could it be that all the great old Chinese doctors have gone abroad?" Jiang Yu couldn't believe that his cervical vertebra could move freely.

"Who cares? As long as my son has learned it, that's all."

"Yeah, let him try again!"

So.

If it were two months ago, Jiang Ming would never dare to touch Yi Jianlian because he had too little experience in surgery, and the person in front of him was the rising star of the Chinese men's basketball team.

If you want to take any action, you have to be at the same level as your parents.

But now, he can move, and he has complete confidence in doing so!!!
My left shoulder is subluxated, and it does hurt, but it's OK after it's back in place.

Having received the teachings of a super master of traditional Chinese medicine at Mount Sanqing, he is waiting to return to the NBA to show his talents, but everyone is full of energy at the start of the game and injuries are unlikely to occur so quickly.

Now that the opportunity was right in front of him, he really wanted to try it, but if the other party was unwilling, then forget it, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future anyway:

"My name is Jiang Ming. I graduated from a Chinese college. No need to search."

Jiang Ming's confident demeanor made the three Bucks players a little moved.

The team manager didn't really search, the name tag on the person's neck couldn't be fake:
"Can it really be cured here?"

"Yeah, just like a loose cap on a Coke bottle, just tighten it up."

Fagan rolled his eyes:
"Dude, you make it sound so easy!"

But apparently he and the Bucks manager both wanted to give it a try. After all, there was nothing wrong with trying. Doctors couldn't hurt people. This wasn't Portland. (Note: The Portland Trail Blazers' team doctor was well-known in the basketball circle for his poor medical standards.)
They really don't want Yi Jianlian to be suspended due to injury just after playing a few games in the league.

In this highly anticipated Chinese derby, he retired due to injury after only playing for 15 minutes? That would definitely leave an impression of a glass man. Once you are labeled as a glass man in the NBA, no matter how strong you are, your value will shrink instantly.

Now it depends on what Alian thinks.

Feigen whispered in Yi Jianlian's ear: "YI, what do you think?"

Yi Jianlian had no expression on his face and was hesitant in his heart.

Thinking of the pain he had felt in his shoulder just now, he was really afraid that he would die if he tried it!
He is only 20 years old and is also afraid of pain.

However, listening to Jiang Ming's description of twisting the bottle cap just now, it seemed like the Chinese medicine massage he often did after the CBA game, so he finally asked:
"Doctor Jiang Ming, you don't need any equipment? Are you going to give me Chinese medicine treatment?"

"Well, it is."

"That's fine. Chinese medicine won't do much harm. Come on! I want to continue playing!"

Alian, who has had a lot of contact with traditional Chinese medicine, nodded. No one understood the significance of this game better than him on the court in the first half, the feeling of blood boiling, the cheers of the audience. There are only two such opportunities in a season.

How could I, who was young and strong, fall down so easily!

He didn't want to miss this one and only time at the Toyota Center!
"Oh, okay, look! A plane!"

At this moment, Jiang Ming suddenly shouted and looked to the other side.

All three of them looked in the direction of the voice.

Jiang Ming quickly grasped Alian's left forearm with his right hand, pressed his left shoulder sleeve with his left hand, and pulled it down with his right hand.

All I heard was a "click" sound.

When Fegan and the team manager came to their senses, Jiang Ming had already straightened A-Lun's arm and finished his action.

And Yi Jianlian
He subconsciously did a crunch on the bed and uttered something in Cantonese:
"I can bear it. It hurts a little."

Normally, a tough athlete like him and a dull personality like Yi Jianlian would probably force themselves not to make any sound, but... this time it was really too painful!
Fagan was dumbfounded:

“what-are-you-fxxking-doing???”

manager:

"Fuck! What was that sound just now? Did you break his bones?"

Jiang Ming smiled mysteriously and said:
"I just straightened the bone. Now stand up and try rotating your left hand once."

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