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Chapter 45 Data
"Please sit down, doctor. I just received a physical examination report. I need you to give this player a detailed physical examination, including his bone age, theoretical height, potential hidden dangers, etc. It must be detailed."

While talking, Rivers handed the report to Dr. Joseph.

"Oh, who is this? Kevin Durant? Al Horford? Or Jeff Green?"

After receiving the report sheet in his hand, Joseph exaggeratedly screamed.

"No, he's not a rookie of the year."

"Not a rookie, don't tell me this is LeBron James' side data!"

"Of course it is impossible, and his source is a Chinese player. Maybe you will have an impression of him. He played for the Spurs last season."

"Chinese? Are you kidding me Doug?"

"I'm serious, Doc, he's down there and we're going to sign him this season."

"Then what are you waiting for, wait for me to message Doug, soon, I swear."

When he said "swear", Dr. Joseph had already run outside the door. Rivers opened his hand and swallowed the rest of the words.

"Hopefully, it's not an empty euphoria."

Rivers whispered, poured himself a glass of water, turned and sat on the sofa.

"But if it's true, then the Spurs shouldn't give him up, even if they have to pay the luxury tax. Does he have any irreparable shortcomings?"

Rivers is worried here, and from time to time one kind of thought flies through his mind, and then quickly flies out to replace it with another.

Time passed quickly as Rivers was thinking wildly, and Shi Lei finally escaped from that Frankenstein's clutches. He was so frightened that he jumped up and down, quickly changed his training clothes, and left the basketball as if he was running away. museum.

"Bump", Rivers' office door was knocked open by a huge force.

"How is it, Doctor?"

Seeing that it was Joseph, Rivers hurriedly stood up, asking with a fluctuating expression.

"It's just a miracle, Doug, a miracle, I've never seen a yellow person with such physical fitness, even a black person. Oh my god, this is crazy."

"The result? Joseph, the result."

Joseph's joyful expression made Rivers think of some improbable possibility. His voice became higher unconsciously, and he asked the result loudly, while quickly sending the densely packed documents full of data to Joseph's hand. .

"He's in great shape, with no obvious injuries, and he's only 21 years old, but alas, he can't get any taller. But Doc, that's crazy enough, I don't think the one in Cleveland Guys are going to be better than him."

"Oh, damn, what are these?" Rivers held a medical report full of data, trying to find the result he expected from it, but unfortunately, there were not a few words in it that he could understand.

"Oh, hell, this is the fruit of my labor, you can't treat him like this, give him to me."

"Okay, here you are, then you tell me everything that happened."

Rivers resentfully returned the paper to Joseph.

"Well, what do you want to know?"

"His health, whether there are any potential injuries, whether there is room for growth in height, all, everything."

"I told you just now!"

"Then tell me again."

"Everything is great, fantastic, but there's no way he's going to change again with his height."

At the end, Joseph shrugged slightly regretfully.

"Can't you grow by doing bone stretching?"

"Yes, change is not possible."

"oh, I see."

Rivers nodded, and after a short period of silence, he suddenly came back to his senses, remembering that Joseph was still here.

"Thank you, Doctor, for your help."

"It's nothing, it's my job."

"Okay, but I hope you can keep him a secret and don't tell anyone, at least until the new season starts, or until we do something."

"I understand, I'll keep it a secret, it's very important, very important. Then I'll go back and sort out the materials, goodbye."

"Goodbye, Doctor."

As soon as Joseph left, Rivers immediately sat on a chair, looked up at the ceiling, thinking quietly in his mind.

"He's a 'sleeper' and everyone underestimates him. San Antonio must have overlooked him, as we did last year, yes, for sure. But God didn't abandon us for our neglect, be merciful The owner sent him back again, we can't make the same mistake again. So I have to keep him, although I intend to do so, but this time is different, he is no longer our backup at power forward."

In the just-concluded playoffs, Shi Lei had a good performance at the power forward position and had experience in the finals, so Rivers initially planned to sign Shi Lei as a substitute for the power forward .

"But his height is a problem. He doesn't have an advantage in the paint. It will waste his potential. He has to change positions. This is what I need to do. Also, his skills seem very unprofessional. He should be provided. some help."

Thinking about it, Rivers sat up straight, grabbed a pen, and wrote down his thoughts one by one on a piece of white paper. Soon, the white paper became densely packed.

"But it's not the main thing, and there's no rush, we have plenty of time for you to grow, little one."

I recorded everything I could think of, thought about it for a while, and found that there was nothing I didn't think of. Rivers stopped writing, as if talking to someone, and said something to himself.

"This season will be our most important season. If all goes well, we will need to find a new substitute for the fourth position"

"Bang Bang Bang!"

Immersed in his own world, Rivers slowed down for a while before realizing someone knocked on the door: "Come in."

"Hey Doug, what are you up to? Work time is over."

The one who came in was Rivers' uncle, the coach who led the Celtics summer league last year, yes, the one who told Shi Lei to "leave".

"Oh, really?"

Only then did Rivers realize that so much time had passed before he knew it.

"Okay, let's go."

Rivers folded the handwriting-covered paper on the desktop and put it in the folder. Feeling uneasy, he hesitated for a while, and simply put it in the pocket of his coat.

"Come on, dear uncle, thank you for coming to remind me that I almost forgot myself here."

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