Chapter 52: Injured by Picking Up Soap
At this time, Kevin Johnson had finished washing and was about to leave with a bath towel wrapped around him. When he saw the soap on the ground that Barkley had not picked up, he bent down to pick it up, but his foot slipped and he fell forward to the ground.
"Ha ha!"
Buckley laughed.
"Damn it, pull me up." Kevin Johnson cursed with a smile.
Barkley hurried forward, but unexpectedly stepped on the soap, fell forward, and pressed on Johnson.
"Oh, it hurts! Damn it, Chalas, get off me now!"
Barkley weighs more than 200 pounds, and Kevin Johnson was lying on his side. The pressure made him immediately scream in pain.
"Oh no, Kevin, please don't get hurt!" Barkley was fine and quickly got up.
"It's over, my shoulder." Kevin Johnson shouted, covering his left shoulder.
Wang Tiejun quickly wrapped himself in a bath towel, picked up the culprit soap, and then carried Kevin Johnson out of the bathroom.
"how?"
When Colangelo and Paul Westphal saw it, their brows immediately frowned.
"We both fell down and I pushed him down," Barkley said very frustratedly.
Wang Tiejun also scratched his head. If he hadn't been joking, Barkley would have picked up the soap and this probably wouldn't have happened.
But in fact, if the original historical trajectory had been followed, a similar thing should have happened, because it was after this game that Barkley hugged Kevin Johnson too hard during the celebration and dislocated Johnson's left shoulder, causing Kevin Johnson to miss the entire regular season.
Team doctor Andrew John immediately began to examine Johnson , and the team's head trainer Aaron Nelson also conducted the examination, with the latter taking the lead.
The Suns' medical team has two core members, but Andrew John is not one of them. He is just an ordinary team doctor who accompanies the team on a daily basis and can only deal with some routine injuries. One of the two core members is head trainer Aaron Nelson, and the other is Dr. Thomas Carter.
"Aaron, is it serious?"
Colangelo asked seriously.
Aaron Nelson first asked Andrew John to bring an ice pack to Kevin Johnson, then pointed to his left shoulder and said, "The shoulder joint is dislocated. A detailed examination is necessary. This is a large joint with a very complex structure. It may require surgical incision and reduction."
"What?"
Wang Tiejun opened his mouth wide. Dislocation had happened to him more than once. Why did he need surgery?
"damn it!"
Kevin Johnson and Barkley cursed in frustration at the same time.
Colangelo and others also looked helpless. The team's core outside player and All-Star point guard was injured. If he had surgery, this season would probably be over. What hope was there for the championship? At least the regular season could not be played, and whether he could catch up in the playoffs would be an unknown.
"Can't it be directly repositioned manually?" Wang Tiejun couldn't help but say.
Aaron Nelson was stunned and quickly shook his head and said, "Sorry, that's impossible. I can't do that job."
Andrew John beside him also nodded and said, "That's too dangerous. Dr. Carter probably won't allow it."
"What?"
Wang Tiejun was stunned.
This job is very simple. We who practice martial arts are half Chinese medicine practitioners. When he was twelve years old, he dislocated his shoulder while practicing Iron Mountain Leaning, and he put it back in place by himself. How can't a professional doctor do the same?
"Andrew, Aaron, do you want me to teach you how to do the manual reduction? I don't charge you." he said.
"ah?"
Everyone was shocked and looked at Lao Wang, you are a basketball player, you are not a doctor, okay?
Aaron Nelson and Andrew John were also confused and asked, "Old K, do you want to steal my job?"
"Ha ha……"
Lao Wang laughed twice, then said seriously: "I dislocated my shoulder once before, and I put it back in place by myself. I was twelve years old that year."
"Wow!"
Everyone looked at Wang Tiejun with admiration, including Barkley and Kevin Johnson, without any concealment.
"Okay, stop it, Andrew, and call Dr. Carter," Colangelo said at this time.
"OK, I'll notify Dr. Carter right away." Andrew John nodded.
The real core of the medical team is Dr. Thomas Carter, a doctor who is proficient in surgery and sports medicine, specializing in injuries of the meniscus and cartilage loss of the knee. However, he is not based in the team, but works in another clinic .
"Hopefully I won't need surgery," Kevin Johnson said.
“I hope so.” Colangelo nodded.
People who are familiar with Dr. Carter know that he has a habit in his medical practice, which is to try not to perform surgery if it is not necessary, so there is still a chance that Kevin Johnson's dislocation does not require surgery.
Wang Tiejun scratched his head and stopped talking. After all, this was not a trivial matter. If something went wrong, the responsibility would be too great.
Afterwards, Kevin Johnson was sent away and Dr. Carter was contacted, saying that he was sent to the clinic and needed to be checked out first.
Next, Barkley and others prepared to attend the post-match press conference.
"Old K, put on your clothes and come with me." At this time, head coach Paul Westphal said.
"I am coming too?"
Lao Wang became excited instantly.
Paul Westphal nodded and glanced at Colangelo next to him. Colangelo said, "You've been in a lot of trouble lately. I'll give you a chance to explain it to the media yourself."
"Okay, thank you sir." Lao Wang said excitedly.
“But be careful not to speak carelessly. Think before you say anything and don’t say anything you shouldn’t say,” Colangelo reminded.
Wang Tiejun quickly changed his clothes and rummaged through his closet, finally putting on the coat that Colangelo had bought for him when he was in New York.
He has very few clothes. He didn't buy any clothes even though he had money recently, because all these things were either prepared by his family or the team, and he had no habit of buying clothes at all.
During those months in New York, his clothes were worn out. In order to save money, he would pick up old clothes to wear and never bought any clothes.
"Old K, if you don't know how to dress up, you should hire an agent and use him as a nanny. He can prepare clothes for you so you don't have to wear the same one all the time." Barkley said helplessly.
"No, I have hired a personal trainer and will let him do these chores from now on." Wang Tiejun laughed.
"Ahem!"
At this moment, Zhang Heli, who was far away in Beijing, sneezed.
He thought that by becoming Wang Tiejun's personal trainer, he could do a real trainer's job, but he never expected that Wang Tiejun still treated him as a handyman. If he knew, perhaps he would choose to go to Los Angeles to sell beer.
