You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 149 Risk
Detroit

Henry Ford Training Center
coach office

This is the coach's office. The furnishings of the room are fairly simple, and there is nothing conspicuous, because the owner of this office has not accomplished anything.

He once coached the greatest player of all time, but he didn't lead this player to success.

He is known as a fan of Jordan, because as long as he is by Jordan's side, he doesn't need to consider the team's performance, he just needs to make Jordan happy.

And now, he finally has a team in his hands.

This team doesn't have Jordan, or a general manager like Jerry Krause who wants to control the situation, and doesn't have an ambitious assistant coach like Phil Jackson -- maybe not, maybe -- who knows it's His best chance to prove himself.

Until Mo Mengchen joined.

Doug Collins lifted his chin, hoping for relief.

He fell in love with Mo Mengchen at a glance. He knew that this was an extraordinary player, but he never expected that the opponent was better than he imagined.

As a doctor, he has his own popularity. Many people may not know the Pistons, but they must know that there is an NBA player who plays basketball while working as a doctor. His name is Dor.Mo.

He has a toughness that is different from his thin and thin appearance, and he dared to command veterans on the first day of entering the training camp.

He dared to put aside his own tactics and direct the team alone. He has his own tactics, and these tactics have not been practiced at ordinary times.

He's more of a leader than Hill in crunch time.

He is now also using the influence off the court to slowly extend his hand to the top of his head.

"What the hell am I looking for?" Collins sighed.

Assistant coach Dane Stanton walked into the office and said, "Doug, there's a couple of pieces of news you need to know."

"Go ahead." Collins frowned.

He knows what Stanton is like. He is a calm-minded person who is good at observing the situation and can always catch loopholes. This is why he can serve as the coaching assistant of the coaching staff for three consecutive terms in the Pistons.

"Charles Barkley's team had a call with the Knicks two days ago, and they declined the Knicks' invitation."

"So he's not interested in big cities?" Collins said.

Stan Channel: "It's possible, but more likely he's not optimistic about the future of New York."

Collins took a deep breath and said, "What else?"

"There is word that his agent plans to take Charles to Houston to meet with the Rockets."

"Damn!" Collins raged. "What's the difference between Houston and New York?"

Stanton said with a smile: "Houston is also a big city, and it is far more competitive than New York. Before last year, they also won two championships. For Charles, who aspires to be a champion, it is indeed very tempting."

Collins wants to control his emotions. He has become more and more prone to losing control recently, perhaps because there are too many things that bother him.

"Any more?"

"Charles arrived in Detroit today."

"Duang!"

Collins' glass fell to the floor: "I remember he turned us down."

"No, he didn't come to see us," said Stanton. "He was wounded. He wanted to see a doctor. He went to St. Lucifer's—yes, Mo's."

Collins suddenly felt that he and his team were very sad. They had pursued Barkley for a summer, but they were not as useful as Mo Mengchen.

"It seems that we can put this matter down." Collins said, "Hurry up and notify Alan Houston to start contract renewal negotiations. We have to bring him back, otherwise the fans will tear us apart."

When you trade Lynch Hunter and Terry Mills for two crap and a future pick, the fans already want to tear you apart, Doug.

Stan Channel: "The Knicks have been on the phone with his agent a lot lately, and we're moving faster."

Collins threw the cup angrily: "The New York Knicks are fucking dog!"

saint lucifer
Mo Mengchen is going to have two surgeries today, one has already been scheduled, and the other was added suddenly a few days ago.

No way, Barkley had to give face.

"So I'm not dead?"

Barkley was sitting in front of the hospital bed, and Mo Mengchen asked Romien Olagundoye to tell him the risks of the operation.

Romijn said: "Operation is always risky, Mr. Buckley."

"I want to see Mo! Let Mo tell me!" Buckley was frightened.

Romien wondered: "Dr. Mo is operating, and he asked me to tell you the risks of the operation."

"Fart! He didn't tell me that I would die so badly when he asked me to have the operation! Let him come to see me!" Barkley was almost growling.

His family tried to appease him, but Fatty was already too frightened to fidget.

"That will have to wait until Dr. Mo completes the operation." Romien said.

"I'll be waiting for him right here! Let him come to see me directly after the operation!" Barkley said tearfully.

Mo Mengchen finished the operation neatly.

The nurses who assisted in the operation seemed to be watching a fairy. They had never seen such a clean and neat technique. Some parts of the machine could not be clearly seen, and Mo Mengchen had already started.

He never hesitated.

What should have been a four-hour operation took him three hours.

"Blood pressure restored!"

"The heart rate returned to normal!"

"The operation was a success!"

The green word that flashed in front of his eyes let Mo Mengchen know that this surgery had rewarded him with a total of 700 attribute points.

Counting the surgery in the past few days, and the systematic summary after the draft.

He was selected to the second team of the rookie team, and this achievement rewards 2000 attribute points.

Hit 100 three-pointers in a single season, and the return is also 2000 attribute points.

Hit 200 three-pointers in a single season, and the return is 4000 attribute points.

Now, he already has 8000 attribute points, which is not much, and he hopes to save 30000 or even 40000 before the training camp starts.

"Doctor Mo!"

Romijn came hastily.

"Did the fat man faint from your fright?" Mo Mengchen knew it with a guess.

Romien swallowed, as if he couldn't speak; "No, he's not dizzy."

Mo Mengchen said with a sullen face, "I was joking just now."

"I know but that's not true."

A joke is not the truth, my little sister.

Romijn said: "He was very angry. He felt that you deceived him. He said that if there was such a big risk, he would not have the operation."

"Damn fat man!"

Mo Mengchen cursed, stopped suddenly, and turned around to ask, "You didn't exaggerate his condition, did you?"

"Absolutely not!" said Romijn loudly.

"It's better not to, if there is," Mo Mengchen said fiercely, "You know the consequences!"

Mo Mengchen went straight to Buckley's room.

"Mo, why are you hiding these risks?"

"Why don't you confess to me? I hate it when people lie to me!"

"You broke my heart!"

"I wanted to tell you that I have decided to join the Pistons, but now I feel that I need to reconsider this decision, because I can't fight with a person who deceived me."

Why does he have so many plays?Why?
"Everything has risks, such as playing basketball," Mo Mengchen explained, "playing basketball puts the whole body at risk of injury, we may sprain the neck, shoulders, arms, thighs, knees, ankles. The same is true for surgery. .”

"Nothing is without risk."

Mo Mengchen said: "Just like the risks we face in playing basketball, the probability is very small, and surgery is the same. These risks always exist, but we will try our best to avoid them. You just need to know that I have had hundreds of operations since last year. , all with success."

"I haven't lost a game on the operating table."

Mo Mengchen said seriously to Barkley.

"If you are still worried, I can understand." Mo Mengchen said that Barkley was speechless.

Barkley has been convinced by him, and he said cheerfully: "Then what, don't you want to talk about my plan to sign with the Pistons?"

"That's management's business, I don't care."

"You don't care? I want to join you, and you actually say it doesn't matter?"

"Indeed, I don't know if your coming will bring about positive effects." Mo Mengchen said.

"Fart you!" Barkley yelled, "Wherever I play, I will spread positive energy. I train hard, play hard, and strive to win, only for the championship!"

For a fat man who has played for more than ten years but has never won a championship, he said that he only wants to win a championship. It really makes people feel broken.

Mo Mengchen said with a smile: "Compared with the championship, there is one more urgent matter. How about losing weight first when you recover?"

"No! I can't eat a nutritious meal for weight loss!" Buckley directly refused.

Mo Mengchen said with a smile: "No, I won't let you eat nutritious meals. I will cook myself. As long as you don't eat and drink, I guarantee that you can eat and lose weight at the same time."

"You can cook?"

"Understood."

"Is there anything else you don't know?"

"Should be gone."

"Shit, you guys are not humble at all!"

Mo Mengchen said with a smile, "Congratulations on discovering the biggest flaw in me. I'm going to see your medical records and examination reports now. If possible, I'll arrange surgery for you today."

The blessings and misfortunes of Barkley's joining are unknown, but there is no doubt that the Pistons' current lineup is much stronger than last season.

The loss of Terry Mills, the starting center, but the addition of Barkley, from the book's strength, they completely offset the loss.

That night, Mo Mengchen performed surgery on Barkley.

The operation was successfully completed, and Barkley is expected to take two months off.

A few days later, the Pistons officially announced: Cheer, fans of the Motor City, we have reached a 4-year 1600 million agreement with Charles Barkley!

The league was shaken, and the Rockets were especially furious.

"They took advantage of Dor.Mo's career, it's a conspiracy!"

"Fuck his conspiracy, who can threaten me? I can decide where I go!"

Before the Pistons and Mo Mengchen could refute, Barkley was interviewed on the hospital bed, spraying the media that promoted conspiracy theories thousands of miles away.

(End of this chapter)