Chapter 149: We are all stubborn

Melbourne
When was the last time you came back here?
Mo Mengchen recalled it.
It should be high school. At that time, the injury has not invaded Mo Mengchen. He is the star of hope in Australian basketball. He thought his performance would make his grandfather proud, but that did not happen.
Their relationship has also fallen into freezing point since then.
Mo Mengchen was very low-key and went around without a trace. No media learned that he had returned to Australia, so he could go in and out without hindrance.
He will not be blocked by reporters outside the airport, nor does he need to make a big splash, as if to let people all over Australia know that he is back.
Medela, who came back with him, had something to do with her.
After getting off the plane, Medela called.
After the call, she said, "The Pistons have decided to sign a two-year contract with Ben Wallace."
well.
Originally, he just hoped to use his advantage to supplement the team's Big Ben in the offseason, but he did not expect to hook Buckley to the Pistons.
Barkley last season was an All-Star with an average of 20+10 per game. This season should not have dropped too much. With him, the Pistons’ inside line is truly equipped to compete with other teams with inside stars. .
Barkley's problem is his age and more and more injuries. This dead fat man does not pay attention to maintenance. When he was young, he was strong and strong. It didn't matter.
Fortunately, this is not an unreasonable idiot.
"Boss, where are we going next?" Medela asked.
"Anyway, it's not the city center." Mo Mengchen said.
Mo Yuanhang doesn't like noisy places, especially in the center of the city, full of traffic and bustling.
He said that when he retires, he will live such a life-walking in the morning, fishing in the afternoon, and watching the sunset at dusk.
he made it.
The closer to Mo Yuanhang's address, Mo Mengchen remembered the past, clearly it was something experienced by others, but it was vivid in his mind at the moment, as if it happened yesterday, as if he had experienced it.
Duamelez
It is still within Melbourne, but far from the city centre.
For those living in the heart of the city, this is no different from the countryside.
Getting closer and closer.
How should I face him? What should I call him?
For an unwell old man-by the way, to what extent did his body go? Mo Yuanchen in Mo Mengchen's memory is a man as strong as steel. It is impossible to imagine that he will deliberately say "illness" in the letter. How bad is his physical condition?
Should I call his grandpa?
Counting the age, if in the previous life, Mo Yuanhang should be counted as Mo Mengchen's uncle.
"Boss, how long are you going to stay here?" Medela needed to make things clear, even if Mo Mengchen didn't even want to talk about it now.
Mo Mengchen said, "I don't know, I need to understand his condition first."
"Do you need to arrange training?" Medela continued.
Mo Mengchen said, "I will tell you if necessary."
Medela never spoke again.
It's August and a month and a half now. The preseason training camp for the new season is about to open, and he doesn't know how long he will stay here.
If for a long time, he must find a place to train here, he can not touch the ball for a long time.
The car stopped and arrived.
This is an ordinary private house, it looks nothing special.
People who have passed by since then have no idea that a great doctor lives in this ordinary house.
"Boom."
Mo Mengchen knocked on the door.
After a while, the door opened.
Mo Yuanhang came to open the door in person, he looked very bad.
Seeing Mo Mengchen, Mo Yuanhang's eyes shuddered, he blinked, trying to make sure that he had no dazzling, he confirmed over and over again that the man standing in front of him was indeed his grandson who had not returned for many years.
Has the tough old man in his memory actually become like this? I thought he was iron.
No matter how hard the steel is, there will be a day of rust.
Mo Mengchen noticed his hair, which looked very good, but it was not normal.
For a frail old man like Mo Yuanhang, his hair should not have this quality, unless it is fake, yes, it is fake.
The strong old man did not want to show his decay, he chose falsehood.
What kind of disease will make people lose their hair after treatment? What kind of illness can make a person look so negative?
what?
In an instant, the answer came to Mo Mengchen's mind.
"Just come back," Mo Yuanhang looked closely at Medela behind Mo Mengchen. "Is this your girlfriend?"
He uses Chinese.
"No." Mo Mengchen said.
"She is my assistant."
Mo Mengchen had thought that he would be embarrassed by how to call Mo Yuanhang, but it was quite natural.
He did not call Grandpa Mo Yuanhang, and Mo Yuanhang was not surprised or dissatisfied, as if this was normal.
When was Mo Menchen last called Grandpa Mo Yuanhang?
Mo Mengchen couldn't remember, he couldn't remember.
"Hello, sir, I am Mo's assistant." Medela couldn't understand Chinese, she just realized that Mo Yuanhang was talking about her. Out of her profession, she hoped everyone who met her would like her .
At this time, an unobtrusive face and a delicate, friendly smile are very important.
This is what Mo Mengchen valued Medela most. Her smile is very contagious. Even strangers who meet for the first time will gradually relax their vigilance because of her smile.
"Come in and sit down." Mo Yuanhang closed the door and led them into the living room.
The nba video is playing in the living room, but not the current nba, but the past nba. If Mo Mengchen is right, this should be the finals of the Philadelphia 76ers and Portland Trail Blazers.
Dr. J. Bill Walton, this is a game more than two decades ago.
His grandfather, actually an nba fan? He never knew!
"Young people nowadays always like to say who is the greatest, perhaps Michael Jordan is the greatest, but in the eyes of my generation, the greatest player is drj."
Mo Yuanhang smiled and said, "He can do what Jordan can do; Jordan may not do what he can do."
I haven’t seen drj, it means you are right about everything.
Mo Yuanhang naturally talked with Mo Mengchen about the past nba. He didn't seem to want to explain why he never let Mo Mengchen know that he was a fan.
He wanted to talk about something else now, because he knew that Mo Mengchen would be interested in it.
"If Wharton doesn't have so many injuries, Bird and the Magician might not feel better."
After talking about his idol, he began to touted idol opponents.
This is the logic that has been common throughout the ages.
You have to show that a person is very good. You must not only blow this person, but also his opponent. The more you blow his opponent, the more he can reflect his greatness.
He said the nba in the past, Mo Mengchen just listened.
He observed the layout in this house, it was simple, nothing special.
Some traces can show details, the number of shoes, traces of cups, and placement of items.
Mo Yuanhang should have hired a nanny, but that's all.
He reminded Mo Mengchen of his previous life.
When his wife died early, Mo Mengchen had to devote all his energy to the hospital, and he eventually slept in the hospital.
I don’t know if someone finds me lying in the office and can’t afford to sleep, will anyone be sad for me?
Mo Mengchen returned to reality, Mo Yuanhang was still talking about Wharton.
He has lost what he can lose.
Wife, son, granddaughter.
"At what stage?"
Mo Mengchen interrupted him.
Mo Yuanhang's words came to a halt, he looked at Mo Mengchen and said, "The last stage."
"You should stay in the hospital." Mo Mengchen said, "You need surgery."
Mo Yuanhang chuckled; "When did you become a more experienced doctor than me? In my experience, my medical history, if I go to surgery, the chance of no accidents is 0, and I have a 90% chance of dying. There, even if it succeeds, it is only the right to breathe in the hospital bed for a few months."
Mo Mengchen wanted to say that let him go to Saint Lucifer, he could do this operation, he never failed.
"I know what you are thinking, I don't need it, Meng Chen, I just want to see you." Mo Yuanhang said.
Time not only took away his health, but also taken away his harshness and sternness.
An old man so disgusting in his memory turned into a kind old man in the last time of his life.
"Don't you want to talk about you?" Mo Yuanhang said.
Mo Mengchen asked "What are you talking about?"
"Your knee," Mo Yuan Channel, UU reading www.uukanshu. com "It should be already fragile. It's a miracle that you can persist for a season without being injured."
Mo Mengchen didn't know why, he did two tests during the training, and the results were completely healthy.
The team doctor did not believe in the examination, nor did he.
He cannot take risks, therefore.
"So I must be very careful."
Be very careful.
"You are also a doctor, you should know the risks of doing so." Mo Yuanhang said.
Mo Mengchen lifted his chin and looked at his grandpa with a stern gaze. "Because I am like you, I am also very stubborn. I don't want to waste my life in the hospital."
Mo Yuanhang looked at Mo Mengchen for more than ten seconds. Eventually, the corners of his mouth flicked up and brought out a smile, if that was a smile.
Mo Yuanhang said, "I shouldn't stop you, nor should I force the expectations of your father on you. I'm sorry, I hope it's not too late."