"Is it reliable?" Kohler was Ruby's good friend.
But it was also because he knew Ruby that Kohler was skeptical of Ruby's so-called ointment.
Ruby had always been known as an unreliable person in the eyes of the public.
That was because people didn't know Ruby well.
People who really knew Ruby would never think that Ruby was unreliable.
He was more than unreliable.
He was simply a senseless idiot.
In order to win an important match the next day, he had actually begged a certain wizard.
He spent a whole hundred thousand dollars, but he still lost the game the next day.
In the end, he went straight to the wizard's place. (This was a real case, but the name was different.)
In the end, it was brought to the police station. Although this matter was not widely exposed.
Although this incident wasn't widely publicized, many players in the circle knew about it.
So Kohler's impression of Ruby was that he could be a friend, but he wasn't trustworthy.
Because most of the time, Ruby used a very sincere attitude to help his friends, but in the end, he always hurt his friends.
"You know the last time I fought with Duke, right?"
Kohler nodded. "I know."
"At that time, a Chinese doctor came. He was the one who healed me and Duke's injuries and sold me this bottle of ointment," Ruby said. "He said that no matter what the injury was, as long as I used this ointment, it would definitely heal."
"Really?"
"Really." Ruby bragged very seriously.
"Try it." Kohler felt that Ruby was unreliable, but most of the time, he had a similar personality.
Ruby opened the bottle and then wiped it on Kohler's shoulder.
"Hiss … so comfortable, phew …" Kohler's whole body shivered.
It was so comfortable, especially after the pain. The feeling made Kohler almost obsessed with this feeling.
The cold touch seeped into his skin, but it didn't have the stimulation of some drugs.
It seemed that something was slowly intertwining in his injured area.
It filled the injured area and moisturized the skin.
"Phew … so comfortable … so comfortable." Kohler was so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep.
But the whistle at the end of the game still pulled him back to reality.
When Kohler saw the final score, he showed a hint of disappointment.
Although he already knew the result.
But seeing such a score, he still couldn't accept it.
The final difference was 22 points.
Simpson walked over and said, "Kohler, let's go, I'll take you to the hospital."
Kohler walked out of the arena with the help of the staff.
Thirty minutes later, Kohler and Simpson were at the hospital.
Under Simpson's arrangement, Kohler was quickly examined.
Then, he went to see the orthopedic doctor.
"Mr. Kohler, your situation is not looking good." The orthopedic doctor said, "Your scapula has a serious contusion, soft tissue has fallen off, and there is a hematoma. By the way, did you take an anesthetic before?"
"No, why?"
"Strange, this kind of injury should be very painful, right? Why don't you feel any pain at all?"
"Uh, my brother applied some painkilling ointment on me earlier."
"Really? What brand of ointment? Generally speaking, only anesthetics can temporarily relieve your pain, but your injuries don't seem to bring you any pain at all. "
"Doctor, can you tell me about Kohler's current condition, the treatment process, and the recovery period?" Simpson could not help but interrupt the doctor's question.
"Okay." The doctor looked at Kohler. "Now, raise your left arm and see how high you can lift it."
Kohler raised his arm. The doctor was a little surprised. "Your injury is so serious, but you don't feel any pain at all?"
"A little pain," Kohler said.
"Just a little pain?" The orthopedic doctor was still confused. "If the nerves are injured and there is regional paralysis, it should be a feeling of soreness and numbness. But you feel pain, but it's not very painful. That's too strange. Mr. Kohler, do you want to do a neurological examination?"
"Yes," Simpson answered in place of Kohler.
Half an hour later, the neurological examination report came out.
The orthopedic doctor took the examination report and carefully looked it up and down.
There was nothing wrong with it. It looked normal.
"Doctor, my injury seems to be starting to hurt … It's getting stronger." Kohler started to hurt again.
"What pain?"
"A stinging, stinging feeling."
"That's right. It seems that my analysis is correct. It's possible that your nerves were temporarily paralyzed before, so you didn't feel much pain. Now, the pain nerves are reacting."
"Doctor, I'm in pain now. Why are you so happy?"
"Uh …"
"Doctor, hurry up and prescribe medicine and treatment for me."
"Your injury is not easy to treat." The doctor looked troubled again.
"Why is it not easy to treat?"
"We need to do surgery to release the clotted blood from your shoulder and repair your shoulder blade."
"How long is the recovery period?"
"Three months."
"Is there no way to speed it up?" Simpson's expression was more pained than Kohler's.
The HR team he led had done quite well this season. They were already halfway through the preseason and were now ranked second in the league.
They were only four points behind first place. If they were lucky, they could catch up in two matches.
But without Kohler, they might not even be able to keep second place, let alone catch up to first place.
"No matter what, give me some pain first. It hurts."
"Mr. Kohler, this is the most troublesome part. You need to clear your blood, so you can't use anesthetics."
"But I'm in a lot of pain right now." Kohler's expression became more and more pained.
"Mr. Kohler, if you want to recover quickly, you can only endure it."
"Okay, when can I do the surgery?"
"Tomorrow night at the earliest?"
"What? Are you saying I have to endure this pain for a day and a night? "
"Actually, it's not just a day and a night. There's no anesthetics during and after the surgery, only painkillers," the orthopedic doctor said.
"Give me some painkillers first. I really can't take it anymore. I feel like I'm going to go crazy."
Kohler was quickly arranged to be admitted to the hospital, but because the injury was on his shoulder, he couldn't lie down and could only lie on the bed.
He couldn't sleep in this position, and the hospital bed was too small. He was almost two meters tall, so he couldn't even put down his ankle.
Coupled with the pain in his shoulder, he was about to go crazy.
In this painful torture, Kohler suddenly remembered the ointment Ruby applied on him in the arena.
Kohler struggled to pick up the phone on the table next to him.
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