129: Deeply trapped in internal and external troubles

Midnight at twelve o'clock, xx hotel.

"Hey, man! Give me a warmth." The female voice was erotic, urging people to rise up.

"Oh, bitch! Give you a blessing!" The male voice burst into waves, and the horse stepped on the flying swallow.

Fighting overnight, wind and rain, spring and autumn...

...

The next morning.

"I like your body, this is your reward." Rachel paid 2,000 dollars to stuff it between the girl's peaks, and patted it twice, and the waves were surging for a while.

"I like your body too." The girl said softly and weakly, uh, this is the sequelae of the fierce battle.

"Contact often when you have time." Rachel gave the girl a kiss, then turned around and left.

"If you have time, please contact us." The girl gave Rachel a blew kiss on her back and said in a daze.

...

After leaving the hotel, Rachel drove straight to the hospital where Eddie was. He learned from the doctor that Eddie would be discharged in another week, but he had to ask for a person to take good care of it, otherwise the bones in the wound would easily be displaced. At the same time, the doctor also confirmed to Rachel that Eddie's right leg would lose most of his athletic ability, which means that he must rely on crutches to walk normally in the future.

After listening to the doctor's narration calmly, Rachel could not see any joy or anger on her calm face. Finally, she said goodbye to the doctor politely, turned her back, wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes, and wiped away the tears from her eyes. She walked into Eddie's ward with a smile on her face.

"Hey, Doug, you're here." Eddie got up very early, and looked particularly thin due to the heavy blow of the surgery and car accident.

"Yeah, come and have nothing to do," Rachel said with a smile as if nothing had happened.

"You guy is suspended again!" Eddie said angrily.

"Ha, how do you know?" Rachel smiled awkwardly.

"I watched TV. I felt something was wrong when I saw you come back that night. I didn't expect you to be banned." Eddie teased.

"Haha!" Rachel laughed apologetically. Only in front of the teasing of a few people could Rachel laugh with her.

"By the way, your elbow is so cruel. When I watched the slow motion replay, the blood was like a flower that suddenly bloomed, so gorgeous." Eddie continued to tease.

"Eddie, I want you to be my agent." Rachel suddenly said seriously.

"Agent? Stop kidding, I don't have an agent license," Eddie smiled.

"Take an exam, believe me, this is not a difficult thing. I also have to sign a contract with you and you will draw 50% of the share." Rachel continued to be serious.

"Test the license and sign a contract. Oh my God, this is simply a life-threatening thing. I'm still more comfortable staying at home every day. I don't want to wear a suit and tie every day, and I have to talk to others in a literary way. You know, that's even more sad than killing me."

"Okay, I won't bother you to choose to live your own life. The only thing I can do is to make your life better and more comfortable." Rachel patted Eddie's somewhat dry back of her hand.

"Doug, when did you become so sour? Mom-in-law and mother are like P-s!" Eddie cursed with a smile.

"The doctor said, you must rely on crutches to walk in the future..." Before he finished speaking, tears had already dripped unconsciously, and the trembling vocal cords began to stop Rachel from continuing.

"*!" After hearing this, Eddie cursed angrily, pounded the mattress hard, and then cursed at Rachel: "Can you look like a man? Isn't labor and capital just a crutch? Capital is not dead, capital doesn't need you to cry..." As he cursed, tears could not stop temptation. One drop, two drops, instantly broke the dam. His throat was so hard that he could no longer make a sound.

Crying, crying silently.

Silence, tears of silence.

After a long time, Rachel stood up and squeezed into a smile: "Eddie, I don't like this atmosphere. I'll pick you up the day you are discharged from the hospital."

Eddie didn't answer, but just waved his dry hand powerlessly.

Rachel nodded and left. When she went out, she looked at Eddie who was ecstatic, brought her to the door, and wiped away the tears from her face.

Walking towards the entrance of the corridor with big strides, Rachel's fragility will not be shown in front of outsiders, and Rachel's tears will not be dripping in front of outsiders. In front of outsiders, he will always be the mad dog Doug Rachel who cannot be defeated and cannot be defeated and cannot be defeated and cannot be retreated. Yes, he is the mad dog Doug Rachel who cannot be defeated and cannot be retreated and cannot be retreated and barked towards fate forever.

Look, the sunlight shot from the other end of the aisle, and the warm sunlight pulled his figure very long, very long...

"Mr. Rachel, why did you appear in Stamps today?" Two days later, Rachel appeared in Stamps, and reporters stepped forward to interview.

"Like the audience, I'm here to watch the game." Rachel was still as cold as ice.

"Then why didn't you show up at Stamps the night before?" the reporter continued to ask.

"First of all, I was exploited to play, and I couldn't teach my enemies a lesson in person, so I chose to ignore that game. Secondly, I had more important work to do, you know my second signature shoe was on the market the day before yesterday." Rachel's answer was unscathed.

"So what do you think of Suttermento's victory over the Lakers 112:80?" The reporter continued to interrogate.

"My opinion is that the Lakers are no different from the Lakers in my mind, they are both soft persimmons."

"So, do you have anything to say about your teammate's performance?"

"Uh, they played very well the night before yesterday, huh, that's all."

"So do you have any prospects for this game?" The reporter asked an idiot question.

"I hope Suttermento can win." Rachel gave a very official answer. "Uh, I have to go to train now, so..." Rachel clapped her palms, and the reporter gave in a deep understanding.

That night, Sartmento lost to the Clippers, the ninth place in the Western Conference, 103:109. After the game, Stojakovic claimed that he was a little uncomfortable with Stamps' floor tonight, and in the same stadium, he scored 39 points the day before yesterday. With such a comparison, everyone saw the clues.

In an interview with reporters, Rachel said: The Clippers' floor is magical than the Lakers' floor, and it is recommended that the Lakers use the Clippers' floor next time they play against the Kings.

With such a comparison, everyone knows that Doug Rachel has become a powerful force with Pejastokjakovic, and one of them must be gone this summer.

Three days later, when he was at home against the Knicks, the Kings defeated the visiting Knicks again with a big score. It happened that because Rachel went to buy a house that day, there was no home game.

Stojakovic, who scored 42 points after the game, said: The team's chemistry is very good now, and he has found the feeling he had last year.

With victory as a backer, Stojakovic gained the upper hand in his battle with Rachel, and the media began to predict which city Doug Rachel would report next summer. Even Rachel's move to buy a house in Sartmento was greatly mocked. Among them, commentator Feigan was the most ironic - I heard that Doug Rachel bought a house again, oh, this time he bought it in Sartmento, well, his signature shoes did make him a fortune. But the question now is, how long can he live in his new house in Sartmento, three months? Well, okay. Sartmento's house prices are indeed cheap, maybe he just wants to buy a house for commercial appreciation! This is indeed a good note, even the poor man in Sartmento is tempted...
Chapter completed!