As the playoff date approaches day by day, Qian Chen keeps Owen tighter.

Owen complained, complaining that he had no time to go to the nightclub, and then Qian Chen immediately gave him a few rewards and his head was broken.

Under Qian Chen's persuasion (physics), Owen happily expressed that he would stay and practice more.

The official start date of the playoffs is April 15, and before we knew it, it was April 12.

The Cavaliers management decided to take a day off before the start of the playoffs, and Qian Chen decided to open a different dimension restaurant tomorrow to consume the business hours of this month.

But that's all tomorrow's business, Qian Chen will not be careless in practicing today.

Even though everyone else was distracted and had no intention of practicing, Qian Chen still urged Irving seriously.

Before he knew it, the clock turned to three o'clock in the afternoon, and Rosley said hello to coach Brown without hesitation.

When Owen saw Ross being prepared to leave, the resentment of being forced to stay and practice for several days suddenly surged up.

He dared not get angry at Qian Chen because he could not beat Qian Chen, both literary and military.

But Ross's sloppy early retirement behavior made him very angry.

Kong once said: Don’t worry about being weak but not being inequality.

Irving was forced to practice more every day by Qian Chen, but Ross left early every day, so his resentment naturally accumulated day by day, and finally broke out today.

‘Why do we fight to the death, the person who should be the most desperate person leaves early every day?’

Irving, who was full of this thought, blurted out in one sentence.

"Isn't it the playoffs soon? The chef continues to take the lead in leaving early. Is this really what a playoff team should do?"

The team members who were discussing where to play suddenly became quiet.

Rose, who had already reached the door, paused, but he did not turn back, nor did he fight back or distinguish.

"Shut up! You don't know how hard he works! You don't know what he has done..."

Unexpectedly, an unexpected person stood up. It was Susan, the dessert master in the team.

She pointed at Owen with anger on her face.

"Susan."

At this moment, Ross's slightly calm voice rang.

Susan stopped talking indignantly, glared at Owen fiercely, and then followed Rose directly and left the training ground.

Owen touched the back of his head and said to Qian Chen with embarrassment.

"Boss, am I doing something wrong?"

Qian Chen glanced at him and said meaningfully.

"Sometimes what you see may not be the facts. Let's figure things out before losing your temper next time.

And you don’t seem to be tired at all. Since that’s the case, you’ll be able to add a hundred sets of basic exercises today.”

“no!”

Ignoring Owen, who was screaming with his hands holding his head and Qian Chen looked at Rose's back and fell into deep thought...

At 4 p.m., Cleveland Clinic.

Although this hospital is called a clinic, it is actually a super-large medical center like Mayo Clinic. It is also one of the most famous hospitals in the world. It ranks only below the world's number one Mayo Clinic.

People coming and going here are either rich or noble. The parking lot is not of high quality. Most of them are world-class luxury cars such as Rambo, Budigarve Snake, and Hebama. There are even several small private passenger planes parked on the nearby tarmac.

Looking down from the drone lens, the entire hospital not only covers a vast area, but also is full of vitality like a large resort. Various greening measures make patients feel like they are in the arms of nature, which brings great benefits to patients' mental health.

In a certain department, Susan looked at the scene inside with a worried look through the huge glass window.

Ross was naked and was soaked in a huge glass jar filled with green transparent liquid with a breathing mask on his mouth.

This scene is simply like the scene of creating a biochemical person in the movie.

Susan couldn't help but say to the old man wearing a white coat, gray hair, glasses, and looking at the changing numbers on the instrument.

"Dr. Donald, why should the treatment time be extended by an hour today?"

The old man carefully checked the data on the instrument before turning his head and frowned at Susan.

"His condition has worsened recently. Has your Cavaliers been on a frequent schedule recently?"

Dr. Donald had a little puzzled look on his face.

"No, the regular season has ended recently, we are preparing for the playoffs..."

The look on Doctor Donald's face became even more confused.

"It's so strange. His condition has obviously stabilized in the past year. He only needs to continue to undergo genetic repair and he can recover his health within three years..."

Dr. Donald said, and began to quickly check the detailed data on the instrument.

After a while, Dr. Donald's face darkened as he looked at the screen.

"Damn it! I found the reason!"

After Rose put on his clothes with the help of the nurse, he found Dr. Donald looking at him with a gloomy face.

Then Dr. Donald, who was very sudden, cursed.

"You bastard! Do you just want to see God early?

I have already told you that you cannot use food cells to fuse any fantasy species now, otherwise your own genes are at risk of collapse at any time.

Derek Ross! You are irresponsible for your own life!”

"Oh my God!"

Susan covered her mouth and exclaimed.

However, Ross himself was unexpectedly calm.

"Sorry, doctor, I won't be there next time."

Ross' attitude immediately made Doctor Donald so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him.

"you!"

Facing Rose's calm eyes, Dr. Donald seemed to be suddenly deflated.

"Forget it, forget it! I am a doctor, not your parents, just do whatever you want."

He waved his hand as if he was about to drive Rose away.

"Thank you, Dr. Donald."

After Ross thanked him, he pulled Susan out of the hospital.

However, as soon as he walked to the hospital gate, Susan grabbed Rose's wrist with a serious look on his face.

"Derick, is what the doctor said true?"

Rose did not give a positive answer.

"It's getting late, I'll take you home first."

On the other hand, Qian Chen returned home.

"Welcome home, senior."

Woman wearing a home clothes and wearing an apron, Winessa gently took his coat.

"Dinner is ready, can you take a shower first, or do you have other plans?"

Winesa's face turned slightly red and said in a very Burmese way.

Qian Chen suddenly felt the illusion that her husband was meticulously taken care of by his gentle wife when he returned home from get off work.

"What about the two of them."

Qian Chen asked curiously.

Winesa smiled and pointed to the living room.

Qian Chen understood. When he walked into the living room, he saw his sister wearing an ol-style women's suit, which looked both formal and tempting.

Shiyu was pounding something in front of her hand, and there was a stack of documents on the table next to her.

As for Joan of Arc, he was only wearing an extremely wide short-sleeved sweatshirt, sitting cross-legged on the TV, holding the console handle, and fighting against the screen.
Chapter completed!