[Football] The transfer fee is 10 billion

Arsenal did not celebrate too much because of the English League Cup championship, because the intensive schedule did not allow them to indulge in satisfaction and happiness for too long. There will be an FA Cup match in a few days, and another ten days later. For the Champions League, they must hurry up to train and prepare for the game.

However, in the quarter-finals of the FA Cup with Everton, Alonso was injured in the game!

Shortly after the start of the second half, Alonso fell to the ground after a aerial duel with an opposing player.

It was just a seemingly ordinary physical confrontation, but for some reason, he fell down and didn't stand up for a long time.

This is not a very important game. Arsenal have already led 3-1. With a star of Alonso's level, there is no need for him to dive and delay.

At this time, the ball was under De Bruyne's feet. After seeing Alonso fell to the ground, he immediately kicked the ball out of bounds to form a dead ball.

The referee came over and took a look, and found that although he had sat up, his expression was painful, and he couldn't lift his left arm.

Ling Yun was very anxious on stage, not only because the opponent is the absolute core of Arsenal, and the injury will directly affect the match against Bayern next week, but also because it is his boyfriend, seeing Alonso injured, he is more than anyone else Everyone should feel distressed.

However, he is not the only one who feels distressed. The Spanish midfielder is a handsome uncle who reveals exquisite style from his hair. There are a lot of female fans in the stands of the Emirates Stadium. When he was injured and fell to the ground, he glanced over. The girl covered her mouth with her hands, as if she couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes. Some of them were so emotional that tears welled up in their eyes.

Ling Yun stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of the box. Compared with them, his boyfriend seemed a bit too fickle. While he was worried about the other party's injuries, he even felt a little funny.

The fans at the scene shouted Alonso's name in unison, and the window on the other side of the box was open, and Ling Yun could even hear some crying in the voices of several people nearby.

After all, the matter of not being able to lift the arm can be big or small. If there is a fracture or shoulder dislocation, it will be troublesome.

On Monday, he entered the field immediately under Wenger's signal. After a simple physical examination, he turned around and made a substitution gesture to the coach.

Wenger could only let Arteta play and replace Alonso. The latter was helped down to the sidelines on Monday, and after a brief explanation with Wenger, he went straight back to the locker room.

"Nick, Nick, Nick..." Ling Yun called his assistant several times as if urging him to die. The latter thought something serious happened, and when he stood up, he almost knocked down the chair he was sitting under.

"what happened?"

Ling Yun patted him on the shoulder: "I have to go to the locker room now."

"Ah?" Nick looked blank, the game was still going on, even if Alonso was injured, how could he go to the locker room to help, "Are you sure it's now?"

"Yes, immediately!"

While speaking, Ling Yun had already stepped towards the outside of the box, and Nick also hurriedly followed. After leaving the box door, the two of them went directly to the players' tunnel through the special elevator.

At this time, the game was going on on the field, and there was no one in the player tunnel. Ling Yun directly opened the door and walked into the locker room of the home team. When he found that there was no one there, he walked through the locker room to the physical therapy room next to him.

At this time, Alonso was sitting on the treatment bed, standing next to Monday, several rehabilitation therapists, and their orthopedic specialists.

"How? Where is the injury? Is it serious?"

Ling Yun posed a series of questions to Zhou Yi in one breath, scaring everyone present.It is common for players to be injured during games. Although since Pintus came to the Kearney training base, his devil's physical training and weight loss plan have improved the physical fitness of Arsenal's players by almost an order of magnitude. inevitable.

But usually, I don't see a player injured and the boss personally visits the locker room to express his condolences. What happened today?

Zhou Yizi just looked up at him, with a trace of disgust in her calm eyes, as if she didn't understand why the boss lost his position because of a player's injury.

Ling Yun coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and then asked, "Will it affect the match against Bayern next week?"

At this time, it was the wounded man's turn to be dissatisfied, and he said in his heart, "Are you concerned about my injury when you rushed into the locker room aggressively, or are you concerned about next week's game?"

The orthopedic expert said: "There is no fracture, no dislocation of the shoulder joint, and it's not that the left arm cannot be lifted, but there will be severe pain when it is lifted to a certain angle."

Zhou Zhou nodded: "The initial suspicion is that the supraspinatus muscle is injured, but I need to take an MRI to see."

Ling Yun wanted to open his mouth to ask something, such as whether he could catch up with next week's game, but accidentally saw his boyfriend's unattractive expression, and swallowed the words back.

A definite diagnosis could not be made. On Monday, only routine treatment could be done. The arm on the affected side was immobilized with a triangular towel, and ice packs were applied to the suspected damaged area.

The game was still on the field, and he, the team doctor, couldn't leave for too long. After explaining to the rehabilitation teacher next to him how to deal with it, he picked up the medicine box and hurried away.

Ling Yun stood beside him, watching the rehabilitation therapist fix his arm in front of his chest, and took an ice pack to apply ice to his left shoulder blade.On a whim, he suggested, "How about...let me come."

"..."

The rehabilitation teacher looked terrified, and countless thoughts had passed through his mind in an instant. What did the boss just say?He wants to ice the players himself?Is there something I'm not doing well enough?Am I about to lose my job?But what am I doing wrong?

Ling Yun saw through his thoughts at a glance, and also felt that his suggestion just now was inappropriate. In order to ease the atmosphere, he patted the rehabilitation teacher on the shoulder: "It's okay, you continue."

He looked down at Alonso again, and found that the other party was also looking at him leisurely. He couldn't say joking words in front of other people, but he could express them well with his eyes.

This look completely put Ling Yun's restless heart back into his stomach, and he always felt that he was worrying too much, so he asked in a slightly businesslike tone: "How do you feel now?"

"Not so good, my back hurts, especially when I raise my hand, maybe I pulled a muscle."

Ling Yun didn't study medicine, and the only medical knowledge he had was limited to dealing with a cold and fever. There was really nothing he could do about this kind of sports injury.

But it was very late now, so I could only go home and rest for one night, and wait until the next day to go to the hospital to take an X-ray.

After the game, I went back to the physical therapy room on Monday and explained to Alonso a bunch of precautions, such as applying ice for 15 minutes every two hours, lying on the right side when sleeping, not compressing the affected area and arm, and what medicine to take orally , what medicine to apply, etc., Ling Yun silently wrote down all of them.

Ling Yun and Nick helped Alonso go home. The chef was injured, and no one at home finished cooking. Ling Yun then ordered Nick to order food and let the hotel deliver it directly.

Ling Yun's complexion was not good, his brows were full of worry, Nick was also a little panicked, he went to order dinner for them in trepidation, and when he hung up the phone, he saw Alonso sitting on the sofa and Ling Yun sitting on the coffee table opposite him , two people chatting face to face.

Alonso pulled Ling Yun's hand with his other uninjured hand: "Don't worry, I should be fine."

Ling Yun held his hand instead: "I can't lift my arm anymore, is there anything serious?"

Nick's expression was slightly distorted, and he wanted to turn around to avoid it, but felt that doing so was too loud and would definitely attract the attention of two people.

But if he didn't leave, he didn't want to stand here and compete with Wangcai for dog food.

Wangcai did not miss the dog food of his two fathers, which was even more delicious than the high-quality chicken breast prepared by Ling Yun. Every time he would tilt his head and watch curiously for a long time, looking forward to having a little sense of participation.

Alonso: "After the MRI is taken tomorrow, we will know what the problem is. You have to trust our team doctor, she is the expert you invited."

Obviously he was the one who was injured, yet he wanted to comfort Ling Yun instead. Ling Yun looked at him and sighed again: "I don't know if I can recover before the match against Bayern next week."

Alonso frowned, with grievance in his tone, but a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You...are you concerned about my injury or next week's game?"

Ling Yun: "..."

Nick: "!!!"

The little assistant thought to himself: "I'm going to quarrel when it's over, I'd better find a place to hide, so as not to hurt the fish in Chi."

Ling Yun frowned: "What's the difference? I'm mainly worried about your injury, and I'm also a little worried about next week's game. After all, we lost another 0-2 at home."

"You didn't even ask me if I felt bad or if it hurt."

"!!!"

A handsome man with muscular muscles all over his body and a beard on the lower half of his face is acting like a spoiled child at you, who can bear it.

Ling Yun stretched out his hand to touch his forehead: "Did you hit your head, and you should also have a head MRI tomorrow?"

Alonso pulled his hand from his forehead and put it on his lap: "Boss, you really don't have any sense of humor."

Ling Yun's palm slowly moved back and forth along his thigh, showing a very serious smile and asked him: "What kind of fun do you want?"

Nick: "???"

The little assistant started to growl inwardly: "Both of you restrain yourself a little bit, did you forget that there is a third person in the room???"

He turned around, treated himself as air, and moved towards the balcony step by step, not alarming Ling Yun but alarming Wang Cai.

The big dog was dissatisfied with the movement he made when he turned around, and barked at him.

So, the two people who didn't know what they were doing on the sofa turned their heads at the same time. Alonso looked very calm. The room is so big. Show affection in front of you.

Ling Yun didn't notice it, because he had no heart, and when he was in love, he only had eyes on his boyfriend. At this moment, his hand was still on his lap, and he was very reluctant to let go.

He said to Nick: "I don't have time to walk the dog tonight, you can take it for a walk now, and come up for dinner later."

Nick nodded as if he had been pardoned: "Okay."

The little assistant was ordered to walk the dog. Wearing a neat suit and holding a big black back in his hand, walking in the community was like a beautiful landscape. Several girls who passed by him smiled at him.

The residents in this community didn't know each other. Nick followed the boss in and out all day and had already become familiar with each other. In order not to cause trouble for Ling Yun, he hurriedly left with his head down.

Nick seized the timing of the food delivery and took Wangcai back. In the living room, Alonso took off his shirt and turned his back to Ling Yun, who was holding an ice pack to apply ice to him. The two chatted about the game again.

Nick put the food and cutlery back on the table, and the 15-minute ice compress over there just ended. The three of them sat together for dinner. Nick tried to be transparent, but found that the two people had been very serious all along. Talk about club affairs.

When going to bed at night, because Alonso could only lie on his side, Ling Yun lay on the bed facing him.

Because of the shoulder and back injuries, Alonso couldn't sleep, so Ling Yun talked with him.

He stretched out his hand to touch the other person's face, and asked the question that Alonso wanted him to ask during the day: "Does it hurt, is it uncomfortable?"

"Fortunately, a little bit."

Ling Yun could tell from his expression, he said that if there is a little bit, there must be more than a little bit, otherwise how could he be so painful that he couldn't sleep.

"Don't take another ibuprofen."

Alonso shook his head: "The team doctor said hello when he left. The dosage of painkillers must be strictly controlled, which will affect the results of the urine test."

Ling Yun couldn't do anything to hug him, so he could only put his hands on his waist and hug him: "It's better not to do it next week, let's talk about it after the injury recovers."

"Boss, do you feel sorry for me?"

Ling Yun's hand slowly moved up from his lower back, and touched his injured area. Although the ice had been applied for a long time, there was still a little swelling there: "That's not it."

Alonso teased him with a smile: "What about the game?"

Ling Yun frowned and thought about it, then smiled: "It's fate."

Alonso turned over and pressed on his body. Ling Yun was frightened to death, and supported his arm, fearing that he would aggravate the injury if he exerted too much force.

Alonso couldn't help but kissed him: "If you say that, I will play as hard as I can in next week's game."

Ling Yun patted him on the back: "Don't make trouble, I was joking with you, you have to trust your teammates, right..."

Early the next morning, Alonso accompanied Monday to the hospital for an MRI. However, to everyone's surprise, his injury was not serious. It looked like a slight muscle strain, which was negligible. Symptoms resembling supraspinatus tendonitis developed.

Everyone was confused, and even on Monday, they couldn't figure out what was going on, so they invited experts to consult again, and discussed it all morning, but no one figured out what the situation was.

This is how to do?

Someone suggested to Wenger: "Why don't you go to Munich in advance, find the clinic of that genius doctor, and let him have a look."

Pushing his glasses on Monday, he reminded: "Mr. Wolfart is the team doctor of Bayern Munich."

Their opponent next week happened to be Bayern Munich. On the eve of a life-and-death battle, how could they go to the opponent's team doctor to help treat their injuries?

Ling Yun was a little impatient: "Tell me something practical."

Monday pushed his glasses: "Mr. Wolfart has a student who is currently studying for a Ph. D., but has been studying with him. We are all Chinese, and he can be regarded as my younger brother. I will take a picture and send it to He looks."

Neither Ling Yun nor Wen Ge spoke, but another rehabilitation therapist blurted out: "You can't do anything, your junior brother can do it?"

Monday ignored the other party, but said to Wenger: "He is my junior just because he entered school later than me, it does not mean that his skills are worse than mine."

Alonso was keenly aware of a problem: "Since he has been studying with Wolfart, it can be regarded as working for Bayern. I think it is unlikely that he will help Bayern or himself. "

"No," said Monday with great certainty, "I know him well. He is a truly great and sincere doctor. He only cares about treating diseases and doesn't think about these things."

Wenger pondered for a while, then nodded: "Then try."

In fact, everyone is skeptical about this. After all, no matter how amazing a doctor is, he needs face-to-face diagnosis and treatment to understand the patient's condition.

Unexpectedly, this junior brother on Monday is indeed a great master, and he can accurately determine the problem only through an MRI film and the symptoms and signs described on Monday.