The scoreboard hit Oden's arm, changed the direction of the fall, and rolled to the side. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info fixed the fixed frame of the scoreboard, protruding from the sharp point, and carried it on Auden's arm, cutting a wound of about five centimeters, and the blood that came out with the sweat on the arm quickly gathered into a small strand, which was about to drip down.

The referee quickly stopped the game, and the team doctor who ran up, first covered the wound with gauze, and took Auden back to the locker room for the next step of disinfection. Watson ran over and pulled up Petro, who was still lying on the ground, the smooth floor, stained with the sweat that had fallen on Petro, like a raised mirror, reflecting the bright lights of the arena.

A drop or two of scarlet, lying quietly next to the sweat, and the scoreboard lying scattered was even more messy. Soon, the workers with the pioneer hats came over quickly, carrying garbage bags and mops, and in three or two clicks, the field was restored to its original state, as if nothing had happened. The NBA is very efficient, just like a machine, it can be put to work in about five minutes, and everything is ready to go.

Washing the blood off his arm with water, he saw that the flesh on both sides of the wound was turning outward, and fortunately the wound was not too deep. The physician wearing the mask picked up the medical alcohol that was placed aside and prepared to disinfect it. The high-purity alcohol was applied to Oden's wound, and the violent reaction caused Oden to grin his teeth, and pea-sized drops of sweat dripped down Oden's forehead.

"I didn't expect this thing to hurt." Auden gasped and said with a smile.

"Don't talk, don't bother me." The doctor was holding a needle with a thread, apparently to close the wound.

"Hey! I said, did we forget one thing? The pain of the needle sticking into his body made Auden scream and speak to the doctor who was still about to continue.

The doctor said lightly: "It's not that I forgot, is there no such thing, and besides, such a tall and big person still has a stitch?" "The golden hair, with a few mischievous handfuls dipped in sweat, stuck to the snow-white neck, like talking eyes, full of contempt.

I rub, and dare to despise me? "This is my first stitch ......" Auden was a little unwilling, it really hurt a little.

"Who isn't the first time? It's also my first time! Ah! I told you not to bother me, you're still talking nonsense, you see I'm a little far away now. The female physician became impatient and pulled out the needle again.

"Ahh It's my fault, blame me, blame me. Looking at the plugging in and out, Auden was speechless, looking at the doctor who was about to start again, Auden hurriedly said: "You continue, I won't bother you, this time you can be on time!" ”

"Got it, that's a lot of nonsense!"

Seeing that if it weren't for the half-wound on his arm, Oden swore that he would have taught her a hard lesson.

Oden returned to the locker room with an injury, and since he hadn't rested until now, McMillan looked at Joel Pulzbilla sitting on the bench and said, "Joel, are you ready?" It's time to play! ”

"Coach, I'm always ready!" Joel stood up, took off his jacket, and moved his lower joints to the court.

The game continued to start, the game resumed after a break of nearly 5 minutes, and the SuperSonics began to serve. The fans sitting in the arena kept looking at the players' tunnel belonging to the Trail Blazers, paying attention to whether there was a figure of No. 52. Head coach McMillan also wanted to know, but looking at the players playing on the field, McMillan knew he had to show composure.

Halfway through the second quarter, a figure appeared in the tunnel of the players. Oden, who had gauze wrapped around his arm, wore a jersey soaked with sweat, like a dog in the back, ran out in embarrassment, ran to the team's bench with a smoke, and took a towel to stick the sweat on his face.

"What's wrong? The injury to the arm, there's nothing wrong, right? McMillan asked, looking at the seated Auden, with white gauze wrapped around his arm.

"It's nothing, you can play at any time!" Auden patted his chest and said, by the way, ask for a fight for yourself! "If you stay in the locker room any longer, something will happen!" Auden muttered. Thinking of the female doctor who looked like a demon, Auden couldn't help but shudder.

"What?" Looking at McMillan on the field, hearing the voice coming from Oden's mouth, he thought he was talking to himself.

"Nothing, coach, when can I play?" Auden looked at the coach and didn't mean to let himself play.

"Wait!"

This waited for Oden to wait for the end of the game, but he did not wait for the opportunity to play. However, during the timeout, Roy and Aldridge kept asking about Oden's situation. The game was just like before Oden was off, and he controlled the rhythm of the street steadily and won the game.

"I really didn't expect that our Emperor Auden still has such a friendly side, and he is really the object of 'blood' Xi!" Roy made a rare joke.

"Hey, let's not talk about Auden yet, just talk about your meal, when can it be honored?" Aldridge interrupted Roy.

"Whatever you want, as long as you have time!"

"Wait, what are you talking about? What's the dinner? Auden was in front of the two, waving his bandaged hands, attracting their attention.

"Nothing!" Roy said hurriedly.

Aldridge said: "It was me who made a bet with Roy, I said that you would definitely beat Petro and return it, Roy didn't believe it, that's all!" ”

"Okay, you actually bet on me, I don't care, you have to take me, otherwise this matter will not be over!"

"No problem, isn't it, Roy!" Aldridge said generously, holding Oden: "Brother, then again, your strength is so great, you directly knocked people over, and also buckled the scoreboard off the basket!" Oh, it's comparable to the big shark of the year! ”

"Hey, if you tell me how much your strength is now, I'll promise to take you to dinner!" Roy began to lure.

"Uh...... I remember it should have been 435 pounds at the end. Auden thought about it, and it seemed like this.

"You're such a monster!" Aldridge was stunned when he heard this.

"Monsters? That's a good nickname! Auden read, "The Great Emperor and the monster are good, the big monster, my second nickname is him!" ”

"Seems like only 20 pounds less than Big Ben!" Roy had heard it before, and the strongest seemed to be Big Ben's 455 pounds.

"Big Ben?" Oden's stomach rang at an inopportune time, and he pulled Roy and said, "Don't talk about it yet, let's go to dinner!" ”

The three of them walked into the locker room, quickly cleaned up, and walked to the nearest restaurant. After a while, the three of Auden were seated, the plates were already stacked high, and Roy smiled wryly at Auden and Aldridge, who were still in the clouds. If you want to eat it like this, the people around you will stare at it!

After a few days of rest, the days without games were leisurely, looking at the newspaper reports that he had blocked the injury with his arm for his opponent, Oden just smiled and shook his head, and continued to devote himself to training. Only one step at a time will succeed - Michael Jordan is everywhere.

On October 12, in Portland, it was another sunny day. Portland's Moda Center has welcomed another uninvited guest, a rookie with a connection to this year's team's top pick.

The Atlanta Hawks are visiting with this season's rookie Al Horford. Seeing the preseason games arranged by the league, Oden felt like a head, first playing the list eye show and the No. 5 show, this time he wanted to visit the flower show Horford, and then he had to fly to beat his good brother, the No. 4 show Mike Conley, which made Oden a little suspicious that the league was a little deliberate!

That night, the moon stars were scarce, although it was only a preseason game, but all the tickets were sold out, and the Moda Center was already crowded, for the Portlanders, if they missed this time, they wanted to see their team play at home, it would be the home opener on the 31st.

"The last one, our champion show, the big monster who brought us a wonderful performance, Portland's great Greg Oden!" The announcer finally called out Oden before the game and asked him to call out his latest nickname.

Listening to the announcer's voice, Oden ran out quickly, clapping his teammates one by one in the spotlight. In the spotlight, it can be clearly seen that the bandage that was wrapped around the hand before is gone.

One has been delivered, no accident will be sent out at eleven o'clock, brothers and sisters, you can come again ** recommendation!