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Chapter 86 Come on, China and the West duel

About twenty minutes later, Wang Xiaobin sat in the car driven by Gao Ming. The car was an automatic sedan, so naturally there was no need to worry about the right hand.

"You didn't tell your teammates about my identity, did you?" Wang Xiaobin suddenly thought of something and asked hurriedly.

"Ah? I said it, I've said it long ago!" Gao Ming was startled and said embarrassedly. Of course, it's not Gao Ming's fault. Gao Ming also had a good intention. He also wanted to legitimate Wang Xiaobin. Just imagine how could a doctor who is so enthusiastic and helpful, that kind of rapist?

"Oh! Forget it, it's okay, by the way, I'll reiterate now. My name is Wang Yaowen now, so don't call it wrong in the future." Wang Xiaobin explained with a smile. After all, the name Wang Xiaobin is notorious in the domestic medical community, so it's better not to be exposed.

The National Basketball Training Base is located in a gymnasium near the suburbs of the capital. The auxiliary buildings include medical centers, canteens, dormitories and office buildings.

He greeted Gao Ming’s teammates, reiterated his current identity, looked at the other party, and then carefully examined the injuries of several people. Several people had serious muscle strains or fatigue, and some even had internal diseases. If they were not treated quickly, they might become minor and serious, which directly affected their sports life.

"Did you have training today?" Wang Xiaobin asked.

"have!"

"So that's it? It takes a few minutes to delay. I think your injuries are quite common. I'll call other teammates over and I'll show them one." Wang Xiaobin said to Gao Ming.

But in the end, Wang Xiaobin and Gao Ming went to the training ground, because the competition was about to be held, so they probably didn't have time to run out.

"Gao Ming, who is this? How do you get here?" A middle-aged man wearing thick glasses, white shirt and black pants, and a pair of bright leather shoes, sat on the coach's seat and asked Gao Ming.

"This is Wang Yaowen, Dr. Wang, and Chinese medicine practitioner who helped me cure my hands." Gao Ming replied truthfully.

"He is Zhang Xian, the number one team doctor in our team. He is very awesome, but he is just a famous person here. The real massage is done by the two Chinese medicine doctors in our team." A Gao Ming teammate Fu Haifeng introduced in Wang Xiaobin's ear in a low voice.

"Oh? Heal your hands? If your hands are cured, why don't you play on the court? Hey, if it can be cured by traditional Chinese medicine, then what else can we Western medicine do?" Zhang Xian looked at Gao Ming with disdain, then glanced at Wang Xiaobin, who was standing behind Gao Ming, and said.

"What's wrong with traditional Chinese medicine? We didn't we all press that massage?" The traditional Chinese medicine doctor who was massaged the calves for the team members immediately retorted after hearing Zhang Xian's words. He was suppressed by Zhang Xian, and finally came to a colleague, so he naturally had to make a lot of bitterness.

"He is the traditional Chinese medicine team doctor in our team, named Xu Bo. I heard that he is a doctoral student, but unfortunately his status is not as high as the other two Western medicine doctors. He usually doesn't match Zhang Xian, and the two often quarreled." Fu Haifeng continued to introduce in a low voice. It seems that this kid is gossipy.

"Traditional Chinese medicine is not so bad, it's just that I can't find a job! Haha!" Zhang Xian laughed exaggeratedly.

"Ouch!" The man was clamoring, but a painful cry came from the field, which immediately focused everyone's attention on the basketball training ground.

"What's wrong?" Mou Yunsheng, the coach of the national basketball team with slightly gray hair, hurriedly ran up and asked anxiously.

"Old Mou, Li Zhizhi stepped on Fang Yu's foot." The assistant coach immediately reported.

Li Zhizhi and Fang Yu are both centers of the basketball team. Usually, they practice alone, use two people as a group to conduct offense and let go. But just now, Li Zhizhi adopted a dunk posture when making a layup, knocking Fang Yu to the ground, and when he landed, he kicked him on Fang Yu's ankle, which he had no time to dodge.

"Doctor Zhang, come and have a look." Mou Yunsheng shouted anxiously when he saw Fang Yu's painfully twisted face. Li Zhizhi and Fang Yu are both the main centers of the basketball team. If something goes wrong at this critical moment, it will be difficult to deal with. I am afraid there will be no hope for this World Youth Basketball Championship.

"I have a fracture, and the specific situation needs to be X-ray first before confirming!" Zhang Xian checked carefully, then stood up and said to Mou Yunsheng.

Western doctors initially diagnose the condition and put the questions of traditional Chinese medicine to the extreme. They mainly rely on the patient's description of their physical condition to determine the general condition, and then use high-tech means to determine the condition. A small disease must be diagnosed with high-tech instruments, which is really profitable.

"Doctor Wang." Gao Ming shouted anxiously.

Wang Xiaobin smiled, nodded at Gao Ming, and stepped forward and said, "Can you ask me to help me see?"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were all focused on Wang Xiaobin. Everyone was thinking: "Who is this? Will it be even more powerful than the chief doctor Zhang Xian?"

"No!" Zhang Xian protested immediately. As a Western doctor, although he did not take Chinese medicine seriously, he still had a lot of resistance in his bones. Because although Zhang Xian made fun of him, he still understood in his heart. Since the person who came could make Gao Ming admire him, he naturally had some real skills. Can his own territory allow others to do whatever he wanted and steal his job?

"Why not? Doctor Wang can treat my illness and of course he can treat Fang Yu's illness!" Gao Ming now seems to have a great admiration for Wang Xiaobin's medical skills. He risked his guilt on the Western doctor who occupied the pit and did not shit. He was muttering in his heart: Isn't it just that I won't treat the doctor in the future, at worst I can run away and find Dr. Wang to get better.

"That's right, if you can treat Gao Ming's disease, you will naturally be a powerful doctor. Why don't Dr. Wang take a look?" Several teammates who had a good relationship with Gao Ming agreed one after another.

"Traditional Chinese and Western medicine is different? There is a saying that no matter whether a white cat catches a mouse, it is a good cat? Why, Dr. Zhang doesn't even let others take a look? Are you afraid of losing your job?" Xu Bo was unsure, but after hearing Gao Ming's process of treating Gao Ming's fracture, he knew that Wang Xiaobin had extraordinary attainments in orthopedics, he naturally admired him. He had a powerful colleague who suppressed the arrogant Zhang Xian and would have a better life in the future.

"Tsk, that's fine, just take a look, see what miracle you can do!" Zhang Xian said disdainfully. Then he stood aside slowly and glanced at Wang Xiaobin with a sharp look.
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