In New York, this price would be reasonable. On Fifth Avenue, it’s not uncommon to see prices of two or three hundred US dollars per square foot.
But this is Phoenix. Chen Yu finally understood why this building had been on the market for six months without being leased, and how the previous supermarket had gone out of business. The annual profit probably wasn’t even enough to cover the rent.
"It’s too expensive, far beyond what I was expecting."
The location was great, right next to the US Airways Center, but Chen Yu just couldn’t accept this price.
’Half of that would be more like it.’
Then there would be renovations and equipnt purchases—not even including large equipnt like an MRI machine. The initial investnt could easily reach over a million US dollars.
His current inco was not low, but he couldn’t afford such an expense.
Nate wasn’t surprised at all, comnting, "This Jamie Zhou’s asking price is pretty high, but I can help you find other properties. I guarantee you’ll be satisfied."
Chen Yu thought to himself, ’You just want to earn my commission,’ but he still nodded. He really didn’t have ti to look for a property himself.
He laid out his requirents.
Actually, the best option would be to do what he did in Orlando: find a struggling clinic and take it over. That would save a lot of money.
After visiting Hardaway at the hospital, Chen Yu returned to his hotel to review the training plan he had requested from Nelson.
Once the contract was signed, the work had to begin.
There was a ga tomorrow night, a ho ga against the Supersonics.
Two days later, they would play the Supersonics again in an away ga.
Chen Yu wouldn’t have to travel for that away ga.
Team doctors like Chen Yu usually didn’t travel with the team for away gas.
The people you see on TV rushing onto the court as soon as a player gets injured aren’t the team doctors; they’re people like Nelson.
Team doctors focused primarily on treatnt.
But now that Chen Yu was here, he wanted to change things up a bit.
The next morning, Chen Yu first went to the hospital to check on Hardaway’s condition.
His left knee was completely immobile at the mont, but Chen Yu could use Acupuncture to stimulate the acupoints around the knee, improve blood circulation, and speed up his recovery.
After the Acupuncture session, Chen Yu hurried to the arena.
The team had a scheduled practice that morning, from 10 a.m. to 12 p.m., for two hours.
Normally, the team staff would arrive at the arena at nine o’clock. But today, Chen Yu had notified them in advance to co an hour earlier. He wanted to hold a eting first to get to know everyone.
"Sorry to make you all co in early."
Chen Yu pushed the door open and walked in, carrying two trays of coffee.
The entire dical departnt consisted of six people.
He was the one in charge. Then there was Aaron Nelson, whose title was Head Trainer and the team’s sports physician, responsible for daily training and rehabilitation.
The massage therapist, Byron Howard, was in his thirties and looked quite young, but he had thick muscles. He must have a lot of strength in his hands.
The nutritionist, lissa Goodwin, had her long brown hair in a ponytail, looking very capable and efficient.
The remaining two were Trainers. One was a Black man with a well-proportioned build who looked like a fitness guru. His na was Greg Davis, and he was mainly in charge of physical conditioning.
The other had soft blond hair and the classic look of a quarterback—young and handso. His na was Jon Hamm, and he was in charge of player skill training.
The group didn’t seem to have much resistance to Chen Yu’s arrival.
Their relationship with Erson was purely professional, unlike Houston and Billings, who also had a ntor-ntee dynamic.
Not to ntion, Chen Yu had already proven himself with Hill and Hardaway.
After handing out the coffee, Chen Yu kept the conversation light and casual, avoiding work talk. The "new boss lays down the law" routine wasn’t his style; besides, they were all collaborators working toward the sa goal of making the team better.
"By the way, Chen, I read in the news that you used a lot of Acupuncture therapy on Hill. How exactly does that technique work?" As they chatted, the conversation naturally drifted to dical topics, and Nelson asked a question.
Just as Chen Yu was about to answer, Byron Howard, who was sitting opposite him, asked a question of his own. "I read those news reports too. I even went to a Chinese dicine clinic in Chinatown to ask about it. The practitioner told that the body has many acupoints, and by stimulating them, you can achieve different therapeutic effects."
"But that left with a question. For example, say there are acupoints on my leg that have a therapeutic effect. What if my leg breaks and has to be amputated? Wouldn’t those acupoints be gone? How would you treat it then?"
As soon as he posed this question, the others in the room fell into thoughtful silence.
Chen Yu glanced at him. ’I couldn’t tell if he was being deliberately provocative, but the question was clearly arguntative. The truth was, none of them understood this stuff. Even I wouldn’t know any of it if it weren’t for the System.’
"That’s a very interesting question, Byron."
Chen Yu pulled the whiteboard from behind him, quickly sketched a diagram of the human body, and then said, "Based on my knowledge and understanding, the body has a great many acupoints. Just as you said, there are acupoints on the leg that can have a therapeutic effect. But similarly, other parts of the body, like the hands, also have corresponding acupoints that can achieve the sa effect."
"Furthermore, the body has specific areas, such as the hands, feet, ears, and abdon, that contain reflex zones for the entire body, and these can all be used. There’s even a theory called ’treat the top for ailnts of the bottom, treat the bottom for ailnts of the top, treat the left for ailnts of the right, and treat the right for ailnts of the left.’"
Whether in the *Lingshu* or the *Su Wen*, you can find similar explanations.
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