Chapter 52: Do You Play Basketball?

Nanping Mountain Cemetery

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"Do you want me to go in with you?" Wang Weijue asked. Wang Weiyu shook his head and said, "No need, you go and get busy, I'm no problem alone." "Call me if there's anything you need." Wang Weijue said.

After closing the door, Wang Weiyu walked into the cemetery, which is one of the largest cemeteries in Jiangsu, where many Jiangsu people are buried every year. The so-called people are empty, no matter what kind of person they were in life, they are all the same after death, only a jar of ashes remains.

Wang Weiyu walked quickly, he knew exactly where he was going and where the tombstone he was looking for was.

After walking for about ten minutes, he finally stopped in front of an ordinary tombstone.

The name on the tombstone is clearly written - Xu Yong.

There are many Xu Yong in China, but more than ten years ago, Xu Yong was a special name for the Chinese basketball world.

Xu Yong, two meters tall, elite level physical fitness among the yellow race, serving as a striker, core wing play, is a rare core striker in China, after his debut, he led the national youth to sweep the major youth competitions, was selected for the best team at the World Youth Championships, and was also a frequent visitor to the lottery show in the United States.

He is known as the leader of Chinese basketball in the next ten years, what kind of excellent man is that?

Year 2006

"Your question, we regret that, if correct, you might, can't play basketball anymore." A doctor said in a solemn tone to the young man sitting in front of him.

The man hesitated, looked at the results of the physical examination, skipped over a large part of the technical terms he didn't understand and didn't want to understand, and carefully looked at the last patient's name - Xu Yong.

"Is it because the domestic technology is not enough?" Xu Yong asked: "If I go to the United States...", the doctor said: "Your disease is still an insurmountable problem in the world, and the United States may provide some better conditions for chemotherapy, and the results are not much different from those in China." "Can it be cured?" Xu Yong asked.

"I can't guarantee it, but there are many people in this world who have been cured of it through chemotherapy and recuperation." The doctor said. Xu Yong asked, "If I hadn't survived, I mean if chemotherapy didn't work, how much time would there be?" I..."

"A year, maybe longer." The doctor said. "Okay, I got it." Xu Yong put away the physical examination form, "Thank you, doctor." ā€

If you can't play, what's the point in the future? Xu Yong took out the results of the physical examination on his body and threw them directly into the trash can of the hospital, "There are still a few games, I have to finish, at least, let me finish." ā€

Coming out of the hospital, the fresh air blew on his face, like a knife, which made him very uncomfortable, and he was about to take a taxi, but there was a boy walking by in front of him, who should not be more than ten years old.

The boy kicked the soccer ball on his toes, keeping the soccer ball at a considerable height, rising and falling from his feet with a very neat footwork, and it seemed that he had quite a good foundation. However, no matter how good the foundation is, there is no guarantee that there will be no mistakes, it may be that the boy noticed the gaze of others and was distracted.

The soccer ball touches the side of the toe and rolls down the street. The boy ran over to pick up the football. At this time, there happened to be a car passing by on the street, not fast, but too close to brake, and the tragedy seemed to be about to happen.

Xu Yong ran over, the physical fitness of the basketball player was vividly reflected in this moment, his instant speed was not inferior to that of a sprinter, and before the car accident, he picked up the scared boy and jumped to the opposite side of the street.

The two floated in the air, Xu Yong held the boy to his chest, and he fell hard.

Xu Yong's feet hit the floor straight away, enduring the severe pain, and he had to reassure the boy, "Don't be afraid..."

When Xu Yong woke up, he was lying in the hospital, surrounded by his teammates, some surprised, some laughing, and some red-eyed, "You are all here?" "Look what you've done!" The soul of the Jiangsu team, Hu Weidong, who had high hopes for Xu Yong, said excitedly. "I did it. A good thing. Xu Yong smiled bitterly: "The state wants to send me a certificate." ā€

"There is a limit to doing good deeds, you save people, regardless of yourself? If your future is because of this incident..."Hu Weidong's eyes turned red.

Future? What else do I have ahead of? Xu Yong shook his head, "How is that kid?" "It's fine, there's a bit of skin on my feet." Another teammate told him about the situation.

"You guys go out, I want to be quiet." Xu Yong said.

Teammates, you look at me, I can only sigh, and walk out of the ward one after another.

It was hard for Wang Weiyu to forget that day, even if he was still young. The sound of the car is still remembered, and the man who rescued him seems to be badly injured. He stayed in the hospital for two days, and his whole body was checked several times, except for a few abrasions on his feet, and he will be discharged tomorrow.

Before he was discharged from the hospital, he wanted to meet the man, at least, to thank him in person.

I'll say thank you to him, is that enough? Wang Weiyu thought to herself.

So, after he inquired, he walked to Xu Yong's hospital room, knocked carefully, and there was no movement, he quietly opened the door.

"It's you." Xu Yong smiled slightly.

"Thank you. Thank you for that day..."Wang Weiyu held back his words for a long time, standing in front of this man, but he couldn't say anything.

Xu Yong said: "Can you get closer?" I want to see what you look like. Wang Weiyu approached him, and Xu Yong smiled: "What a handsome child." "You... Why did you save me? Wang Weiyu asked, "They said you shouldn't do it. ā€

"I can't watch someone with a future die." Xu Yong said.

"What's your name?"

"Wang Weiyu."

The room fell silent for a moment. Xu Yong broke the silence, "Do you know how to play basketball......"

Wang Weiyu woke up from his memories, so long has passed, and the memories of that day are still very clear, and Xu Yong has already turned into a handful of white ashes and is buried here forever.

Later, he learned what a good basketball player Xu Yong was, and he knew that he was terminally ill.

At that time, although he was young, he was grateful, so football was forever put in the corner.

Maybe in order to repay the favor, maybe in order to help that person fulfill his wish, Wang Weiyu made a wish to enter the ultimate alliance, and since then he has played basketball without interest.

Wang Weiyu finished taking care of the weeds next to Xu Yong's tomb, "I entered the Ultimate Alliance and followed your footsteps, I know this is not enough, if you are watching, please continue to watch." ā€

With that, Wang Weiyu turned around and left here.

"Do you know how to play basketball?"

I can play basketball, and I'm not bad at it.