[Football] In the name of the team doctor

The president put almost half of his body weight on Lin Wei's shoulders. The height difference of 5 centimeters is only an eye-catching distance. Not dry yet, with a light mint fragrance.

There were only the two of them in the room, and the president leaned over recklessly, rubbing his hair with the tip of his nose. It was soft and thin, but not long. It felt like he wanted to sneeze when stuck in his nose.

The distance from the door to the bed was only a few steps. Lin Wei was fed up with someone's harassment, so he threw the person on the bed, took a soft pillow and put it behind him, and then sat on the bed. Check his knees.

Because I didn't get a good treatment when I was injured before, plus the high-intensity training over the years, plus this season's crazy fitness and muscle gain increased the load on the knee joint.Not to mention Lin Wei, even any experienced rehabilitation physiotherapist can clearly feel that the president's knee joint has been slightly deformed just by touching it.

In fact, after several treatments for Lin Wei, the pain in the president's knee joint has become less frequent than before.When he came to Milan this time, the humid air made it difficult for him to adapt for a while. In addition, he was training in an unfamiliar stadium during the day, and his knees felt a little dull when it was dinner. When he came out of the shower, this dull pain turned into obvious pain and discomfort, which made him toss and turn, and he couldn't sleep peacefully anyway.

According to the experience of the past two years, the president has already figured out the law of knee pain. Generally speaking, it will be relieved naturally at dawn.But there will be a crucial game tomorrow, he must ensure enough and high-quality sleep, and recharge his energy to meet that tough battle.The old knee injury must not affect his rest, which in turn affects his competitive state.

Lin Wei's fingers touched around his knee inch by inch. The muscle tension was obviously higher than usual, and the ligaments were also tense. When he pressed on the painful point, he frowned and didn't say much.

Lin Wei looked around. This is not the medical room of Balderbebas. There is no oven lamp or any equipment at hand. The fire protection measures in the hotel room are very strict. If she orders moxibustion here, the smoke alarm will definitely be triggered. .

He suddenly had an idea and asked the boss to wait a while, then ran into the bathroom by himself, and came out with a hair dryer and towel after a while.

The president looked at him and frowned, and subconsciously raised his hand to stroke his hair: "I dried it when I got out of the shower."

Lin Wei glanced at him with a smile: "I really think I am Teacher Tony."

The president looked back inexplicably: "What does this have to do with toni?"

It really has nothing to do with Cross, who sleeps in his own room and doesn't want to participate in their strange topics.

Lin Wei didn't bother to explain to him, so he went up to cover his knee with a towel, turned on the blower to the heat, and blew it back and forth around his knee.

Tired all day, it was almost twelve o'clock in the morning, Lin Wei was indeed a little sleepy, and his eyelids would fight if he didn't concentrate.The president leaned comfortably on the head of the bed, and chatted with him without saying a word, distracting his mind: "Where are you going on vacation?"

"Go home." Lin Wei thought for a while, but couldn't think of where to go other than going home to visit his parents.

"Want to go to Miami? There's no one to say no to the sun and the beach."

"I don't want to." Lin Wei thought to himself why he was going to Miami, didn't he have to go to the United States for the preseason game, why did he make an extra trip.

The president made an impromptu idea, and suddenly had a kidnapping plan in his mind, "First accompany Mini to France to watch the European Cup, the position behind the bench, the player's family area."

Lin Wei didn't know what he was talking about in his sleep, but in short he was quite frightened, so he simply shut up and focused on the work in hand, pretending that the blowing noise was too loud and he couldn't hear what he said.

The president also felt bored without waiting for his reply.Looking left and right, on the bedside table was the "Anatomy Train" that Lin Wei had read for two or three months. Jiu actually only read a fifth of the book.

The president flipped through it roughly, only to find that Lin Wei's notes were densely packed in the places he had read.It turned out to be an Italian book, and his notes were mainly in Chinese, with English and German mixed in during the period, and even some stick figures, which looked very cute.

But regarding his professional stuff, the president can't understand it, so he's not interested.He was more interested in the bookmark, on which a long and meandering river was drawn from top to bottom, and there were people standing on the banks of the river at both ends, with similarly blurred faces, only their gender could be distinguished.

The president sat up straight and held the bookmark in front of Lin Wei, pointing to the inscription on it and asked him: "What is written on it?"

Lin Wei looked up, then lowered his head again: "I won't tell you."

"Tell me," the three-year-old began to act coquettishly again.

"No."

The three-year-old baby smiled slyly and took out his mobile phone: "If I send a stagra, someone will always help me find the answer."

"..."

The president’s message was not sent out in the end. Lin Wei turned off the hair dryer and removed the towel. After 10 minutes of warm air drying, his skin was already slightly reddened. Lin Wei pressed the surrounding muscles and ligaments again. It was much softer before.

So, he took out a bottle of ointment from his bag, and began to give the boss a massage, and at the same time, he gave him the translation and appreciation of the song "Bu Suanzi", telling him word by word.

"I lived in the middle and upper reaches of the Yangtze River, and I grew up drinking the water of the Yangtze River. When I was a child, I sneaked out to swim in the river with my classmates, and my dad caught me home and beat me half to death. It was the only time my dad beat me when I grew up. "

"..."

His "tragic" experience in the same year did not get a response from the boss, and suddenly remembered that the president's father had passed away about ten years ago.

Lin Wei raised his head and looked at the other party apologetically, but the boss was leaning comfortably on the pillow, with his eyes closed, breathing evenly and long.

Maybe it was too tired, or maybe the pain in his knees was relieved, anyway, the CEO fell asleep on the bed in the team doctor's room.

Lin Wei finished the massage for him and pulled the quilt over his body.He put the hair dryer and towel back in the bathroom, and washed his hands along the way.When I got back to the bed, I was so sleepy that I couldn't keep my eyes open, so I went around to the other side, and almost fell asleep the next second I lay on the bed.

The two slept peacefully on the same bed for one night. Early the next morning, when the president opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the team doctor's sleeping face half buried in the pillow and half exposed outside. .From his point of view, the delicate facial features are a little deformed due to the squeeze of the pillow, but they look very cute.Unkempt hair hung messily on the forehead, and the hand raised above the head was still clutching a corner of the pillow.

The hotel's bed is very spacious, and it is no problem for two adult men to lie side by side.But Lin Wei was still leaning against the edge of the bed, maintaining a posture where he would fall if he turned over slightly.Fortunately, his sleeping posture is very good, and he can maintain a posture all night without making a sound.

The CEO lifted the quilt and found that some part of himself had an uncontrollable morning reaction.He turned his head to look at the team doctor next to him, still sleeping like a pig,

Once some evil thoughts arise, they will linger, so he sticks his head out according to his instinct... But just when his lips are about to touch the tip of Lin Wei's ear, there is a knock on the door suddenly .

The president didn't want to pay attention to it, but the people outside the door persisted.Lin Wei frowned, and turned his head in one direction, facing the other side, showing no signs of waking up.

The president had no choice but to get out of bed to open the door. He stepped on the soft floor with his bare feet, making no sound at all.Lin Wei suddenly opened his eyes, his mind was like an electric shock, suddenly remembered something, and quickly got out of bed and chased after him.

But he was still a step too late, the president had already opened the door.Standing outside was Perez, staring at the boss in the team stunned, and then looked at the room number on the door to make sure that he hadn't knocked on the wrong door, but...

At this moment, Lin Wei also rushed over, stood behind the president, raised his hand to grab his messy hair, and asked Perez what's the matter with his eyes.

The air seemed to freeze, and the three people inside and outside the door looked at each other.

Perez smiled awkwardly, and greeted the boss pretending to be relaxed: "Hey, I asked Van to get bandages, he has extra here..."

The president folded his arms around his chest, and he was the most composed among the three: "Can't you ask him for it during breakfast time?"

Lin Wei quickly turned around and went through his bag, took out two rolls of brand new bandages and stuffed them into Perez's hands: "Is it enough?"

"Enough is enough." Perez nodded dully, then turned around and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The president closed the door: "Sleep for a while."

Lin Wei couldn't sleep, and stopped in front of him in a flash: "Don't listen to your knees."

The president stretched his left leg: "Excellent."

Lin Wei politely invited him out the door: "Then go back to your own room and sleep."

"Okay," the president nodded, "I'll take the phone."

Where did he just take the phone, and took away the bookmark from last night: "Give this to me too."

"No!" Lin Wei stretched out his hand to grab it, but he practiced how to avoid it every day, and his reaction was much more sensitive than him.The bookmark was not snatched, and Dr. Xiaolin almost sent himself into the arms of the boss.

"The agreed-upon autographed poster was replaced with a jersey, what's wrong with you giving me another bookmark?"

That's nothing, but Lin Wei knew that what he wanted was clearly not just bookmarks.But he has an absolute advantage in terms of physical fitness and strength, and he can't get it back, so he can only watch the boss walk away.

As the Milan duo share the home field, the San Siro Stadium, which can accommodate 8 people, has nothing to do with the red and black and blue and black colors tonight.At this moment, half of it is pure white without any impurities, and the other half is indeed passionate red.

After the final pre-match warm-up, the players returned to the locker room one by one.Qin Duo stood at the door, high-fiving and hugging every player who came in.The sound of "Come on" can be heard inside and outside the locker room.

"Tighten up the pace, defense is the key, this is the Champions League final."

"The more finals you have to be calm, be patient, lads."

"Everyone acts together and helps each other. If one person makes a mistake, others will help him."

"You must unite."

When the players change their clothes and prepare to line up, the coaching staff will give you one sentence and make suggestions at the last moment.

The atmosphere in the locker room suddenly became tense, a room full of people stood there, everyone looked busy, yet orderly.

During the warm-up training just now, Lin Wei accidentally noticed that Carvajal stepped on his feet several times when he walked back. He was a little worried, so he went over and asked, "Are your legs uncomfortable?"

The other party nodded honestly: "A little bit."

Lin Wei was so frightened that his face turned pale. As the game approached, he actually said that his legs were not feeling well?Now Real Madrid only have Nacho and Danilo as substitutes on the defensive line. If Carvajal is injured, it will undoubtedly be a major blow to Real Madrid's defensive end.

He had been checking Dasha after returning to the locker room. He determined that the problem might be in the biceps femoris, but it was not injured.The discomfort caused by this fatigue is an extremely dangerous hidden danger for players, and a poor performance on the court can lead to strain.

Lin Wei dug out the half bottle of ointment he used last night. Before Ronaldo was injured, he always pestered his father to ask about this and that. His father sent him a bottle of ointment newly developed by his scientific research team.

The president's physical recovery ability is too strong, and the things were sent to Madrid, and his injuries have healed.But Lin Wei has used this ointment on Benzema, Vazquez and Varane before, and the effect is very pleasant.

He wasn't sure if this thing had a preventive effect, but he took the time to apply a thick layer on the back of Carvajal's thigh, and then wrapped it with a bandage, so that he felt more at ease.

Zidane was the last to walk in from the outside. When he stood in the middle of the huge dressing room, the noise just now quieted down for an instant, and everyone's eyes were on him.

With a quick and short high-five, he summoned all the players to his side, formed a circle, looked at each face with firm eyes, and then said: "Tell me two points: "If they choose to play in the first 15-20 minutes To put pressure on, we need to think more about pass control and a little more high ball. toni, ka and case are in charge of this. "

"Decisive, calm, fierce, every tackle is half of the goal."

"We have suffered a lot this season to get to where we are today. This is the last game and we have to draw a successful conclusion."

He suddenly laughed, and reached out to touch Chris's head. The CEO didn't know how much hairspray it took to fix his hairstyle, and he almost tore it apart: "Finally, I hope you can go out of here happily and enjoy A great game."

A person in his thirties who was rubbed on the head twice by him turned into a young boy in an instant, and he lowered his head in embarrassment and laughed.

Zidane stretched out his hand, and the team members also dropped their palms on top of him, shouting in unison: "Come on, Madrid!" Then they dispersed, and Ramos was the first to walk out of the locker room, with the courage to win.