After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

The old Chinese medicine doctor stroked his goatee and thought for a while, "Maybe we can try Mr. Ouyang?"

"Mr. Ouyang? Is he the expert professor at City S Hospital who is very good at acupuncture?"

Si Ze searched through his mind and found only one famous doctor named Ouyang.

The old Chinese doctor nodded, "Yes, his comprehensive medical skills are not as good as Professor Liao's, but his acupuncture is superb. It is not impossible to completely cure an injury like yours with acupuncture."

Si Zezheng shook his head, "No."

"Why?" The old Chinese medicine doctor just felt that this person should not only look at the hand injury, but also look at the brain.

Just keep it secret when you see a doctor, and refuse to go to a big hospital to seek treatment from a famous doctor. It's just a hand injury, and it's not a shameful disease, right?

Of course Si Zezheng would not tell the old Chinese doctor because he knew that Mr. Ouyang and Professor Liao were good friends. If Mr. Ouyang knew that his hand was disabled, then Professor Liao would definitely know.

He must not let Professor Liao know. If Professor Liao knows, Si Nian will know, and Si Nian will laugh at him. Professor Liao will also be even more reluctant to accept him as his disciple because of his hand.

Now that things have happened, his desire to become a disciple is not just to learn from Professor Liao, but also to prove that he is no better than Si Niancha! You shouldn’t lose to Si Nian!

Becoming a disciple has become his obsession!

Therefore, the matter of disabled hands must not be exposed!

Seeing that he refused to say anything, the old Chinese medicine doctor sighed and did not force it, but just followed the rules:

"Let's do this. I'll prescribe some medicine for you. Use it internally or externally first. It can relieve the symptoms."

Si Zezheng didn't refuse, and now he could only give everything a try.

On the way home with the traditional Chinese medicine package, Si Zezheng received a call from Si Zexuan, asking him to pick him up from the team.

After Si Zexuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone. When Si Zezheng dialed back, it turned into a busy signal.

Hearing that the youngest brother's voice was not right, he had to rush over first. When he arrived at the team's door, he saw Si Zexuan kicking the door of the team's base and then walking out cursing.

Si Zezheng honked the horn, and then Si Zexuan saw his car and trotted over and got into the passenger seat.

As soon as they came up, Si Zezheng, a doctor, could smell the smell of blood.

"Are you injured?" He looked at his younger brother with concern.

Si Zexuan licked the corner of his mouth, and sure enough he could still taste a trace of blood. Damn it, he had obviously wiped it with a tissue.

But in front of the third brother, he had nothing to hide.

"A little injury."

Si Ze was frowning, "Did Si Nian do it?"

Si Zexuan was surprised, "Third brother, what does it have to do with Si Nian?"

He has never even met the real person Si Nian a few times!

Knowing that he was overthinking, Si Zezheng did not feel guilty, so he continued to ask.

"Then how did you get hurt?"

Si Zexuan rubbed the corners of his mouth and said, "I had a fight with Luo Jitong."

"Who?" Si Zezheng didn't know who Luo Jitong was.

Si Zexuan had no choice but to explain, "Third brother, you don't care about me too much, right?"

"You know I'm not interested in playing games."

"He is a member of our team, named Luo Jitong, and his game ID is 'Luo Luo Zi'."

Si Zezheng thought for a while, and finally remembered this person, an inconspicuous boy.

"Didn't he retire after being injured and his hand was disabled? Why did he hit you?"

"Hmph, the injury on his hand has healed, and now he suddenly comes back and steals my position."

Si Zexuan became extremely angry when he mentioned this matter.

After Luo Jitong was injured, he filled in and won the championship. The team leader intended to let him take Luo Jitong's place to continue participating in the game.

During this time, he has been training in seclusion with everyone.

After finally developing some tacit understanding, Luo Jitong's hand was healed again!

Teammates and the coach agreed that Luo Jitong had a better understanding with everyone. Rather than letting him practice again, it would be better to let Luo Jitong continue.

"Why should he come back just when he says he's coming back? I'm no worse than him!"

"Since the last time I won the championship, my number of fans has surpassed his. The coach is mentally ill. It is obvious that my playing in the game can bring greater benefits! I must continue to choose that trash Luo Jitong."

"Why didn't he just die in the first place?"

"I don't know if his hand is really good or if it's fake. I'm so angry."

Si Zexuan continued to curse and complain, but Si Zezheng grasped a key point.

"You said Luo Jitong's hand injury is healed? I remember you said before that his hand is disabled and it will hurt soon after playing games."

"Yes. His hand started to hurt and tremble after playing for a few minutes, and he couldn't operate it normally at all."

Si Ze was holding the steering wheel tightly, feeling a dull pain in his injured muscles and bones.

He asked urgently: "Is his hand really healed?"

"Okay! In order to compete for position, I even played a PK match with him."

Played five games and lost three.

After more than an hour of battery life, Luo Jitong's hands didn't even shake.

Speaking of this matter, Si Zexuan felt strange.

"Third brother, you're a medical student. Do you think his previous injuries and sequelae can be completely healed in a short period of time?"

Si Zezheng suddenly stopped the car and took out his mobile phone, "Give me his information."

"What?"

"I want to check his medical records."

Si Zezheng had not gotten to know Luo Jitong carefully before. He only knew that after this man was injured, his younger brother took over.

"oh oh."

Si Zexuan only thought that Si Ze wanted to help him confirm whether Luo Jitong's injury could really be healed, so he quickly gave Si Zezheng various information such as Luo Jitong's information and the hospital where he was treated.

Si Ze is asking someone to help investigate.

Si Zexuan looked forward to asking: "Third brother, please check it for me quickly. If he dares to lie about his hand injury being healed and deceive everyone in the team, I will make him look good!"

Si Zezheng ignored him and stared at the phone screen, waiting for news, but his heart was not calm at all, like a rolling ocean wave.

If Luo Jitong's injury was really serious, it was cured again!

Then wouldn't his hand be saved?

After waiting anxiously for half an hour, the other party sent a document.

Si Ze was opening it and checking it carefully. Slowly, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Because the document contains all the medical records and examination reports of Luo Jitong's consultations.

More than a month ago, Luo Jitong's hand was diagnosed with severe sequelae, and he could not fully recover from the injury.

But a week ago, Luo Jitong went to the hospital for another check-up, and it was confirmed that he had fully recovered without any sequelae!

"Third brother, how are you?"

Si Zezheng laughed out loud, "Hehehe, his hand is really healed!"

"Third brother? Why are you still happy! If he is fine, I will not be fine!"

"What do you know! His hand can be completely cured, which means my hand can be completely cured too!"

After all, their injuries are very similar! They all injured the muscles and bones, causing pain, numbness, trembling and other symptoms!

Si Zexuan then remembered that his third brother's hand had also been injured and had serious sequelae.

"Give me his contact information. I want to know who he can find to help him heal his hands!"