from the golden generation

Chapter 322 Influenza
The jump ball stage was about to begin, but just as the referee was about to throw the ball, Jordan wobbled as if he was about to fall.

Seeing this, Yan Song rushed forward to support Qiao Dan in a panic.

But Jordan pushed Jordan away and roared.

"roll!"

Qiao Dan cursed, but Yan Song looked at him with contempt.

I obviously have good intentions, but my good intentions have become the liver and lungs of a donkey. Hey, what is wrong with the world.

However, can Jordan play in this state?
Yan Song didn't know, but looking at him like this, he probably couldn't do it, he was about to fall down.

But Jordan looked like a stubborn donkey, and after pushing Yan Song away, he stood still, and then waved his hand to signal the game to continue.

To be on the safe side, the referee first asked Jordan about his physical condition.

Jordan's head was covered with sweat. He hadn't warmed up and the game hadn't started yet, so the amount of sweat was abnormal.

"Why don't you rest for a while."

Harper tried to persuade him kindly, but Jordan didn't appreciate it at all, and shouted.

"Don't do things that lower morale!"

After the words fell, Harper returned to the team, feeling very uncomfortable.

It's not because Jordan doesn't understand himself, but Jordan insists on participating in the game, which is not a good thing.

Jordan was fine yesterday, nothing happened at all.

But in the hotel, at night, Jordan suddenly felt hot. After he was checked, Jordan's cause of disease was found out.

Jordan had the flu, which was bad news for the Bulls, very bad news.

Now it's the tiebreaker, a battle of life and death.

In this game, if Jordan had an accident, the Bulls' combat effectiveness would be greatly damaged.

They originally persuaded Jordan, hoping that he could take a break, but Jordan was very persistent and repelled not participating.

He has to play now, and he would rather die on the field if he doesn't play.

"start!"

Jordan yelled heavily, and the referee glanced at Jordan. This persistent man is still so admirable.

Then, the referee announced the start of the game.

In the jump ball stage, because Jordan's state problem somewhat affected his teammates, Langley was distracted.

The jump ball failed, Dudley got the ball and gave it to Yan Song.

Yan Song took the ball and looked at the wobbly Jordan in front of him. Does he really want to defend himself seriously?
Suddenly, Yan Song couldn't bear it, but kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

Yan Song gritted his teeth, exerted strength with his right foot, and broke through.

It is difficult for Jordan to catch up with Yan Song even if he does not have the flu. Now that he has the flu, his fighting power is greatly reduced.

The speed is greatly reduced, and it is impossible to catch up with Yan Song.

Yan Song passed Jordan in one step and went straight to the inside to complete the dunk.

The goal was scored, but there was no cheering this time, because the fans were also a little surprised when they found out about Jordan's situation.

After Longley received the ball, he stepped out of bounds and prepared to serve.

But when he passed the ball, Longley hesitated.

"Give the ball to Jordan?"

This was the first time Langley had doubts about Jordan.

He was really not sure if Jordan could attack, but soon, an extremely confident voice woke Longley up.

"Pass the ball!"

It was Jordan who yelled the words, and Langley subconsciously passed the ball to Jordan.

Jordan received the ball. He looked really uncomfortable at this time, but his head was very clear.

He still has time to wonder who in the end infected him and made him sick.

There weren't many people in the hotel yesterday, Jordan thought.

There was indeed a suspicious person yesterday, a person who said he was a fan, and Jordan hugged him.

Jordan felt something was wrong at the time. The other party was obviously over excited and his reaction was abnormal.

Now Jordan is very suspicious of the opponent, and on the court.

Jordan has already dribbled the ball through half court and reached the frontcourt.

Qiao Dan looked at Yan Song and was very relieved.

He didn't seem to be relaxing at all, he was very serious.

When it is broken, it is broken, Yan Song's reaction is terrible.

"You are a born killer."

Jordan said this from the heart, Yan Song is really a natural born killer, scary.

It's really scary that he didn't let go of the water because he was sick but still had to play seriously.

Jordan passed out with a hot head and continued to move forward.

Yan Song gritted his teeth and watched Jordan approaching. He really didn't want to do this, but he wanted to win.

"I'm sorry old man, I will avenge you when you find out the cause of the disease."

Yan Song thought in his heart, and began to doubt some people.

Ma Long is Yan Song's number one suspect, but Yan Song hasn't had time to think about it.

Jordan has already straightened his body and ran out quickly.

Even with the flu, Jordan's speed still surpassed many people.

Yan Song moved to the left to defend Jordan.

And Jordan was running, suddenly stopped and shot.

This ball... this ball actually scored.

Yan Song was very puzzled and hummed. Jordan can still stop and shoot suddenly in this state. His willpower is too strong.

Yan Song didn't dare to relax any more, and when Oakley passed the ball to himself, Yan Song let out a sigh of relief.

This time he dribbles, not to Houston.

Faced with Jordan like this, Yan Song is still a little confident, and he will not miss the ball.

Yan Song left and watched.

He found that Jordan closed his eyes less often, but for a longer time.

Every time it takes about a few seconds, even after Yan Song breaks through, Jordan still keeps his eyes closed.

"Yan Song made another layup, and the Knicks now have four points."

The commentator casually said that the atmosphere in Madison Garden is very strange now.

There's no sense of urgency in Game [-] here, just people looking at a pained Jordan and making pained faces.

"Jordan..."

"Michael..."

People murmured that they were heartbroken that the basketball god was being tortured.

The fans on the court are not in the mood to play now. Just as Jordan was walking to the front court, he suddenly fell down.

After the fall, everyone in the Bulls swarmed to Jordan. Jordan was lifted up by Pippen, and it was very painful for him to lean against Pippen.

Pippen took the towel and put it on Jordan's head, began to wipe Jordan's sweat, and covered Jordan's face with the towel.

On the other side, Yan Song found the referee and asked.

"Can you change the game time, I ask to change the game time because the opponent has the flu."

Yan Songyun said calmly, but felt very uncomfortable.

Jordan's situation made them all worry, this flu is not ordinary.

Jordan has been lying on the bench, resting there.

As for Yan Song's request, the referee did not make it clear.

He looked at the private room in the distance, there was no one there, Yan Song guessed that Stern should be there.

So, Yan Song ran out and started running towards the private room where the referee was looking.

After a while, Yan Song walked into the private room, opened the door and entered.

In the house, Stern sat on the sofa and looked at Yan Song.

"Come on."

"sit."

Stern smiled, but Yan Song said anxiously.

"President, can you change the time of the game, Jordan can't play like this."

(End of this chapter)