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Chapter 208 The fate of the first point guard is not shallow(2/2)

As expected, Dr. Lace didn't think about the meaning of Lu Yuan's words. She came over and held Chen Ye's hand firmly: "Doctor, you are so young. I am Lace. I graduated from Harvard Medical School and have

15 years of medical career. What do you call me?"

Chen Ye frowned and replied: "My name is Chen Ye, you can call me Jet, Jet Chen."

"Jet Chen? What a good name. My favorite Chinese movie actor is Jet Lee." Dr. Lace said enthusiastically.

Doctor Lace mentioned Jet Li, and Chen Ye looked a little embarrassed: Is it possible that Chen Ye was Jet Li's stand-in in the past? By the way, he named himself after Jet Li's English name. Anyway, he was uneducated.

Dr. Leisi began to question Chen Ye, asking him how to judge that Fan Xi's ligament was not broken.

Chen Ye said honestly: "I just pressed his ankles, based on the technique."

This sentence frightened Dr. Lace. Dr. Lace is a Western medicine doctor, and Western medicine uses instruments to diagnose conditions.

They had never heard of a disease being diagnosed by hand.

"How did you press it out according to the technique?" Lace asked curiously.

Chen Ye was so stupid that he didn't know how to explain it. He simply squatted down and grabbed Dr. Lace's ankle: That's how I pushed it out.

Dr. Lace was shocked at first when Chen Ye pressed her, and then she felt a little bit enjoying it, because Chen Ye's technique was very professional and comfortable.

After all, Chen Ye has been giving massage to his senior brothers since he was a child.

Fan Xi and Lu Yuan saw that Chen Ye and Dr. Lei Lei were having a good conversation, so they stopped disturbing them and turned around to walk outside.

Fan Xi asked Lu Yuan: "What three-party transaction?"

"The three-way deal between the Lakers, Hornets, and Clippers has been initially negotiated. Now it depends on which year the Clippers and Lakers are willing to give up the draft picks," Lu Yuan said simply.

"Where's the Magic? Where's Howard?" Fan Xi asked incredulously. The main body of the Lakers' trade has always been Howard. Why did it involve the Hornets? Do you want to trade Paul?

Fan Xi didn't expect that one day he would be on opposite ends of a deal with Paul, the first point guard.

The bond is quite deep.

"The talks have collapsed. The Magic don't want you. The Magic think you can't change anything. They have Nelson and Turkoglu can organize. These are their original words." Lu Yuan said speechlessly.

Fan Xi spread his palms, he had nothing to say: After trying it all, Magic didn't even take a fancy to him.

"By the way, Mr. Jack Yao just called me and said that there is someone who wants to talk to you." Lu Yuan said another thing.

"Which Mr. Yao?" Fan Xi asked.

"Who else is Mr. Yao?" Lu Yuan stretched out his hand and gestured to the highest point.

Fan Xi understood immediately. He quickly reached out and asked Lu Yuan for his cell phone, and then dialed.

After a while, the call was connected.

The voice that came over the phone was actually not Yao Ming's voice, but a strange yet familiar voice: "hello."

"Hello, this is Fan Xi." Fan Xi replied in English.

"I'm Stephen. Yao and I are playing a charity match in China. I don't have your phone number, but I have something very important that I want to talk to you about. Do you have time?" A gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Of course." Fan Xi was actually a little flattered.

Because the person on the other end of the phone is Stephen Nash.

Fan Xi was wondering just now that he was on opposite ends of a deal with the current number one point guard in the league, but now he was on opposite ends of an overseas phone call with the former number one point guard in the league.

If you add Magic Johnson, the number one point guard in history who made the call last night.

Fan Xi and the first point guard really have a close relationship.
Chapter completed!
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