Sports medicine starts with the Sun Miracle Doctor

Chapter 27 Rotten Magic Management

Chen Yu was sizing up the old man, and the old man was also sizing up Chen Yu.

Driving an expensive Lamborghini and wearing decent clothes.

The old man frowned slightly and said, "Then it's up to you."

With that said, he walked to the clinic on crutches.

There were steps, so Chen Yu subconsciously reached out and gave him a hand.

The old man glanced at Chen Yu, turned his arm, and opened Chen Yu's hand.

His temper is quite stubborn.

Entering the clinic, the old man sat down on the bench and started panting as if he had run a marathon.

"Have you fired that arrogant white female nurse?" The old man pointed at the reception desk with his crutch.

Chen Yu nodded dumbfounded and turned around to put on his white coat.

After changing, ask the elderly to go to the clinic for examination.

"No need to bother, just give me the medicine." The old man handed over a note.

Chen Yu took it.

It's OxyContin.

A long-acting painkiller that was only launched two years ago.

This old man probably has waist and leg pain and has been taking medicine for a long time.

That’s the amount!
Chen Yu frowned, this dosage must be too much.

It had just been four years since OxyContin was launched on the market. When he was a resident, Chen Yu often prescribed it to patients.

But later Chen Yu discovered that patients with chronic diseases had rapidly increased drug resistance, which meant that they needed to take more analgesics to stop the pain.

Chen Yu vaguely felt that there might be something wrong with this thing, so he was cautious when prescribing this medicine.

The amount used by the old man was, to be exaggerated, simply a lethal dose.

"Watch what I do." Seeing Chen Yu staring at him, the old man said impatiently: "Give me a prescription and I'll buy the medicine. It's that simple. Why are you more stained than Javier?"

Hearing this, what else could Chen Yu say, and turned around to write a prescription.

After confirming the patient information, Chen Yu did not throw away Javier's case, just to prevent this situation from happening.

The old man's name is Anthony Quinn.

After writing the prescription and about to hand it to the old man, Chen Yu stopped again.

"Actually, you can find a way to treat it. There is no need to take such a large dose of painkillers."

In Chen Yu's view, painkillers are just deceiving oneself and others. If there is no pain, does the physical problem disappear?
The old man impatiently grabbed the prescription, got up and left.

But he took two steps, stopped, turned around and said, "You said you were an orthopedic surgeon, so how can you treat me? Don't fool me with ordinary methods. I have seen many doctors."

His eyes were stern and his tone was harsh.

Chen Yu wants to give it to himself, so why talk so much.

But having said it all, we can't just watch the old man leave like this.

And he still has money and experience.

I will send you the bill later, which will definitely give you a nice surprise.

"You haven't had any surgery, right? What about spine straightening?" Chen Yu quickly got into the mood and asked with a smile.

Traditional Chinese medicine has massage and bone setting, and people in the United States also have spinal correction, which is only 100 years old.

To this day, there are also specialized orthodontic specialists.

When in the hospital, Chen Yu would also recommend corrections for minor spinal dislocations.

Quinn nodded: "I've done it, but it didn't work well and it still hurts."

"Then let me try." Chen Yu showed his hands.

Quinn looked at Chen Yu with a scrutinizing gaze: "Young man, you seem to be very confident."

"of course."

Chen Yu, who has an all-seeing eye, has a natural advantage in bone correction.

Others just touch it, but Chen Yu can directly see where it is misaligned and to what extent it has been reset.

Quinn thought for a moment and nodded.

Chen Yu didn't waste any time, and took Quinn to the consultation room, motioned for him to lie down, and then lifted up his clothes to reveal his rugged back.

"Aren't you going to take a video for me?" Quinn asked doubtfully.Chen Yu put his hand on his lumbar spine and silently said, "You can take the movie if you want. By the way, how old are you this year?"

Quinn subconsciously said: "Eighty..."

Before he finished speaking, there was only a click.

Quinn was so frightened that the hair on his head exploded: "Fake, are you trying to murder me?"

As I talked about the latter part, my native tongue came out excitedly. It was Spanish, and I guess it was an old Mo.

"I shouldn't believe you." Quinn stood up angrily.

How could there be such a thing? He was still talking and suddenly attacked when there was a click. He really thought his waist was broken.

No, my waist?
Quinn stopped abruptly and turned to look at his lower back in disbelief.

It seems...it doesn’t hurt anymore!

Chen Yu patted him on the back: "Okay, get up."

Quinn was stunned.

Could it be said that the treatment is over?
This was too fast, it seemed like it only took a few seconds.

The last doctor who performed a chiropractic treatment on him just touched his back for almost 10 minutes, which made him wonder if that guy had any special hobbies.

Quinn stood up and slowly twisted his body. He was shocked to find that his waist seemed to be really smooth, and turning was no longer so painful.

"You...how did you do that?" Quinn was completely confused.

Chen Yu turned around to get the plaster.

It promotes blood circulation. There is no harm in sticking it.

And you have come here, not to mention the diagnosis and treatment fees, you have to earn enough experience.

Chen Yu spread out the plaster and started baking: "I said, I am a professional orthopedic surgeon. But now I am only relieving your pain. Your waist muscle support strength has been imbalanced. It will relapse over time and needs to be corrected and relieved again. After all, you are older, there is nothing you can do about it."

"It's your knees."

Chen Yu's knees were numb when he looked at Quinn's knees.

"Can you do anything about my knee?" Quinn asked hurriedly. It was obvious that he had met a miracle doctor!
Chen Yu shook his head: "Don't even think about curing you. All I can do is relieve your pain."

Various bone hyperplasia, tissue lesions, and knee replacement are also difficult to deal with.

Besides, as you are older, the best option is conservative treatment, focusing on pain relief.

"That's enough." Quinn was quite open-minded.

He is already at this age. When undergoing surgery, it is not clear whether he can get off the operating table. It is enough if he can do it without pain.

Chen Yu nodded and asked Quinn to turn around and apply plaster on him.

"What are you talking about?" Quinn then noticed the plaster in Chen Yu's hand.

It's dark and doesn't look like anything serious.

He looked wary.

Chen Yu couldn't help but put it on him. Just as he was about to explain the effect, someone called him outside.

I looked over and saw that it was Monty.

"You came early." It was just after one o'clock.

Monty walked into the consultation room with his head lowered: "There is no training in the afternoon, so I came here early."

After hesitating for a moment, Monty said: "Chen, do you know our team doctor Qiao?"

Quinn looked up at Monty with a shocked expression.

Chen Yu asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

Monty sighed: "If you know him, can you tell him for me? Just say that my situation is serious and I need to take a rest."

He came here early just to let Chen Yu help him convince Billings.

"That means you're not allowed to rest in Billings."

After hearing the whole story, Chen Yu frowned.

This old bastard, what's wrong with him? What's the point of venting his anger on the players?
You are the team doctor and you are responsible for your players.

But anger is anger, what can Chen Yu do about this matter.

A team doctor who is not very good but has a bad temper, a smart general manager, and a head coach who only cares about the results and does not take the health of the players seriously.

The entire Magic front office sucks.

(End of this chapter)