Chapter 321

Name:The best little cook Author:老肥
Zou Xin never thought that his hand could recover. Even the full-time doctors in the team shook their heads.

Although he didn't say it clearly, he was a smart man. Naturally, he saw that the full-time doctor had sentenced him to death in his career.

For a professional player who has to rely on excellent consciousness and top-level operation speed to reach the peak, such a blow is almost devastating.

If not, the manager of the club would not have given him that ultimatum.

Assistant coach? Retired?

Whatever the choice, it was totally unacceptable to him.

Zou Xin plays professional league not only to make money, he really loves this game. If possible, he even hopes to live by playing hero League all his life.

Although many retired professional players can make money by live commentary, he doesn't want to.

In his eyes, nothing can make him happier than galloping on the field.

"You, you mean my hand can be cured?" Zou Xin's voice trembled slightly, and his mood was like a huge wave.

Tang Baobao nodded seriously: "in fact, you are very lucky. There are so many restaurants nearby, but you come to Weixiang. Do you know that the boss of Weixiang is not only a very good cook, but also a very good doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. He is sure to help you

Chinese Medicine

Zou Xin's face was covered with a bitter smile, and the hope just gushed out of his heart was shattered.

In his opinion, this little fan is just to comfort him. Let's not say whether Chinese medicine can really cure his hand, but just now the girl said that the powerful man is actually a cook.

Even if a cook knows the skill of medicine, where can he be so powerful.

Zou Xin said with a bitter smile, "thank you. I think I'd better forget it. I know exactly what happened to my hand."

Tang Baobao was in a hurry and said: "coke, don't believe it. What I said is true. You wait. I'll call boss Zhang for you. "

She said in a hurry, directly stand up to rush to the kitchen, but did not expect that Zhang Ye just came out from inside.

Ah!

Tang Baobao immediately bumps Zhang Ye's body with a cry and leans back. Fortunately, Zhang Ye has quick eyes and quick hands and pulls her.

"Baby, what are you doing in the kitchen?" He asked with a smile.

Tang Baobao's face suddenly turned red and he felt a little embarrassed, but he was thinking about his favorite Cola in his heart, and he quickly said:

"boss Zhang, I want to ask you something. You must help me, please."

With that, she put her hands together and looked at Zhang Ye with a smile. She looked like a cute kitten.

"What's the matter? I'm sorry to say no to you when you look flustered." Zhang Ye asked with a smile.

For this little girl who likes live broadcast, he has a good feeling. Of course, this feeling is limited to friends.

"Really? Great. Boss Zhang, come here quickly."

Tang Baobao pulled down Zhang Ye's sleeve, took him to Zou Xin and said, "Zou Xin, this is the boss Zhang I just said. You tell him about your situation, and he will help you."

Zou Xin looked at the man who was not a few years older than himself. He didn't believe it, but he was embarrassed to hurt his beautiful little fan, so he had to raise his hand and said: "boss Zhang, my hand..."

Did not wait for him to finish, Zhang Ye just swept Zou Xin's hand one eye, said with a faint smile: "tenosynovitis?"

"You see that?" Zou Xin was stunned.

Zhang Ye nodded and said: "you should be engaged in work that needs super speed. In recent years, you have worked hard and become ill. That's why you are now in such a situation. Usually it's OK, as long as the frequency of finger movement quickly up, immediately will be bone piercing pain

"This, this..."

Zou Xin's face changed greatly. He could not imagine that before he said anything, his situation had been clearly described by the young boss who was not a few years older than himself.

Suddenly, his eyes changed and he asked with great hope: "boss Zhang, I'm a professional player in the League of heroes. These hands are my life. Can you cure me? You can rest assured that no matter how expensive the consultation fee is, I can pay it, even if I lose my property. "

To play a game, you need to be obsessed with it.

Zhang ambition in strange thought, he really don't understand the ideal of professional players, after all, every other line such as mountain.

But he nodded and said, "yes, and if I'm not wrong, your hand speed should not be fully developed. After the cure, your hand speed can be faster. "

Hiss!

Zou Xin took a breath of cold air.

You know, now he is the fastest player in the league. In his heyday, he has no rival at all.But in front of the boss Zhang said, his hand speed can be faster?

"Boss Zhang, I..." Zou Xin extremely hope of looking at Zhang Ye, excited are a little speechless.

Although the professional players for the kind of tireless pursuit of the spirit is not very understanding, but Zhang Ye is able to respect such a serious person.

His hand gently pinched Zou Xin's hand, frowned and thought for a while, and said: "I can use the silver needle to help you recover, and then I'll give you a prescription. You should stick to soaking for two hours every day to increase your flexibility, and it should not take a week to fully recover."

"Great, coke, your hand can recover at last. I can see your super handsome performance in the angel team in the future." Tang Baobao said excitedly.

But before her voice came to the ground, a very discordant voice came from the door of Weixiang.

"He wants to go back to the angels? It's a ridiculous delusion. Zou Xin, I think you're still dead. Let's retire at ease. "

With this voice, two people came into the door of Weixiang shop. One of them was about the same age as Zou Xin, but he looked down on people with pride. It seemed that the whole world was in his eyes.

The other was a middle-aged man in a suit, with a straight face and a business poker look.

"Zhang Xian, what are you doing here? Are you watching my jokes?" Zou Xin's face suddenly cooled down.

Zhang Xian gave a cold smile: "look at your joke? Hehe, do you think you deserve it? Don't forget, I'm the operator of angel Cola now. You're just a cripple, aren't you, manager? "

The manager of the club is the middle-aged man next to him. He coldly took out a document and handed it to Zou Xin:

"Zou Xin, this is your retirement document. The club decided to announce your retirement due to injury and give you 200000 yuan as a thank-you fee."