football golden whistle

【Ding!Jinjiang VAR dynamic vision binding, countdown 10, 9, 8, 7...]

What voice sounded in the chaotic brain.

[The binding is successful and the system is starting. 】

[The first generation Jinjiang VAR system is at your service. 】

When Ivan opened his eyes, he didn't realize where he was.

He can't even focus his vision very well.

Sharp pain suddenly invaded his brain.

He couldn't help but his pupils constricted and he let out a muffled grunt.

It was really painful, densely packed, and the pain came from all parts of the body one after another.

The memory slowly came back.By the way, he had a car accident on the eve of the Champions League final.

Even though his whole body hurts now, he is still happy, which shows that he is still alive, and he can feel his limbs slightly, which is fine, and there is nothing missing.

"Aiwen? Come on! Doctor! Aiwen is awake!!"

Who is it?It seemed to be Captain Terry's voice.

They are all here, so it seems that the game is over?

I don't know if I won or not.

I don't know how his body is now and whether he can still play football.

"He's under anesthesia. He needs to rest now. You'd better go out." The doctor who rushed over said solemnly to several tall players.

"OK, OK, let's go out now," Petr Cech pushed open the door and lowered his voice, "Man, what kind of gift should we buy? Flowers, or fruit?"

Everyone wanted to stay, but they were a little apprehensive, and they didn't dare to face their young teammates immediately.

Or avoid it first, let him get along with his relatives.

If they stay here now, it is easy to irritate each other.Or give each other some time to digest alone.

Thinking of this, they stepped lightly one after another, turned their heads and signaled the two women sitting in the ward to leave first.

The relatively younger woman was expressionless and just nodded politely.The older Asian lady smiled back at them, thanking these caring and united young people.

The voice of conversation came from outside the door, getting farther and farther: "I will inform Mr. now..."

"Think about how to avoid the group of reporters at the gate..."

"I know there's a small door here..."

It hurts so bad...

Ai Wen still grasped the bed sheet tightly with the needle infused in his hand, whimpering the names of the closest people in his mouth.

"Press his hand." The doctor ordered to the two nurses behind him.

Zhou Wen's eye circles turned red immediately, she choked with sobs and held Ai Wen's fidgeting hand together with the nurse.

The woman sitting on the other side's usually expressionless face was slightly moved, but she looked at her son on the hospital bed with a more complicated look. It was hard to tell if it was worry or resentment, and maybe there were more emotions mixed in.

Zhou Wen noticed her daughter Grey's expression, and felt even more distressed: "The child is just pursuing his own dream, and he is not wrong."

Considering that there was still a doctor present, Zhou Wen didn't say much.

She wiped the sweat off her grandson's forehead with a handkerchief, and the face that was originally quite childish but beautiful and clean was now distorted with patience and pain.

She couldn't bear Ivan's pain anymore, and asked the doctor in a low voice: "Can you give him some painkillers?"

The doctor was about to speak, but was interrupted by the master on the bed.

"Grandma, I'm fine, I'm much better now." Everyone heard the words and looked at the owner of the voice.The pale young man lay weakly on the bed and gave them a comforting smile.

Two dimples that once graced his broad smile appeared on his cheeks.

The long-lost smile.

That is Aiwen's unique charm. His smile is sincere and healing, and can dispel all negative emotions in people's hearts.

Such a good person, how could God be willing to let him suffer such a cruel thing?

Such a good person, how could anyone be willing to hurt him?

One of the nurses who followed the doctor couldn't help but quietly blushed.

She is also a fan of Aiwen, deeply fascinated by his son-of-the-wind figure on the court, and was hit in the center like countless female fans for his stunning shot like a savior.

As fate would have it, he was seriously injured and admitted to the hospital. In the future, I'm afraid...

Never saw him on the field again.

"Good boy, don't force it." Zhou Wen warned with worried eyes.

"I'm better, just not used to it."

Nonsense!The female nurse bit her lip, obviously the other party's lips were bloodless from the beginning to now.

Ai Wen closed his eyes, and now his body doesn't hurt so much, maybe it's numb, maybe it's because the pain in the lower body overwhelms others.

[It is detected that the host's physical function is lower than the normal level, and the novice gift package is being activated for the host.Primary repair potion × 1, whether to use the gift bag? 】

"……"What the hell?

[Select the confirmation timeout, and the gift package option is enabled by default. 】

A warm current started from the back of his head and flowed through his limbs, and the pain was relieved a lot.

How is this going?

Alvin's eyes widened.

Unexpectedly, his actions made the people in the VIP ward think that something was wrong with him, and for a while, there was a wave of chaos around him.

"Wait! I'm fine! I'm fine now, really."

"But can you give me a glass of water, or I might not be well."

Zhou Wen glared at him.

Gray picked up the kettle on the side.

The little nurse smiled through tears.

The doctor admired his optimism from the bottom of his heart.

Then, everyone continued to look at him suspiciously.

Not like a fake.

"Please check him again." Ms. Gray DeWitt, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.

15 minute later.

The doctor's eyes widened in disbelief, and he called the most authoritative dean who had previously performed surgery on Ivan and was currently resting on shift.

The dean also looked surprised, but he quickly restrained his expression, patted the doctor on the shoulder, turned to the two ladies, and said gently: "Ladies, please rest assured that Mr. DeWitt is recovering well. Well, it also heals faster than ordinary people.”

I was knocked into the air three days ago, and this gratifying result three days later is really God's mercy, a medical miracle!

Ai Wen, whose pain has been relieved a lot, knows that the medicine provided by the so-called system is actually not very effective, and his ankle still cannot move. It's firmly fixed and can't move at all.

During the time the doctor examined him, he was shocked to digest the fact that there was a strange system in his mind.

However, that doesn't seem like a bad thing.

He glanced at the expressionless face of his mother, Ms. Gradwitt, feeling worried, knowing that she would inevitably be scolded by her.

He looked at the dean, cautiously: "Can I still play football?"

The dean didn't answer right away, his hesitation about how to speak made his heart sink.

"Playing football?" Gray sneered, "What did I tell you before, if you obey me obediently and don't engage in such rude sports, why have you become like this now?"

"Mr. Devitt, your recovery is in good condition, but you still need to stay in the hospital for half a month for observation. For now, there will be no problem with normal life in the future, and you can even run and jump."

The dean paused: "However, football is a sport that requires intense physical confrontation. I don't recommend you to continue. The ligaments in your ankles are severely torn, the ligaments in your right knee are almost broken, and there are multiple fractures in your body. You Even if you force yourself in the future, it is impossible to return to the previous state."

Ai Wen already had a bottom line in his heart, and he was not too disappointed when he heard the exact answer.

After all, he is still young, and it would be nice to save his life. God knows, when the screaming fan hit him with the gas pedal, he had already tried his best to find an obstacle to avoid.Even so, the moment he lost consciousness, he still thought that there would be a day when he would not open his eyes.

The current situation is already the best result.

Grandma said that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed.Maybe this thing in his head can give him an extra surprise?

Zhou Wen and the two nurses couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they heard this, and at the same time sighed from the bottom of their hearts.

Then, they looked at Ai Wen nervously, for fear that he would not be able to accept this fact.

"That would be the best, this time is also a lesson for you." Gray said stiffly.

Ai Wen smiled helplessly: "I see, Mom, I made you worry."

He had deep dimples, and he didn't show a hint of despair and self-defeating excesses.

Is he really not sad, how is it possible?No matter who puts this kind of thing on, they can't stand it, okay? !

but!Not only was Aiwen not hysterical, but he immediately comforted his family and made them feel at ease!

God!Nurse Sefra screamed in her heart, Aiwen is also such an angel in real life!

She decides!Even if Ai Wen will quit football completely, no matter what career he tries in the future, she will chase him, he will always be her idol, and she will always be his fan!

Anyway, there are more and more people using Twitter now, and Aiwen is also a person who likes to post news, she can follow him at any time!

The nurse fell into her self-imagination, and with Little Aiwen's good looks, she can definitely enter the entertainment circle!He will definitely be very popular.According to the gossip in The Sun, scouts had already contacted him before, but of course he would not agree at that time.

Whatever an idol does is good, everything will be successful!

Sephora, a fan girl, is complacent.

Her companion noticed that her face was blushing, and roughly guessed that she had fallen into some inextricable reverie.Since Aiwen was transferred to their yard in an accident, they have discussed it secretly several times. Although they are strangers to these well-known big and small players, that does not prevent them from worrying about Aiwen together.

She never watched football at the beginning, but was pulled into Ivan's beautiful pit by Sefra, and then couldn't get up again.So what if you don't know how to watch football?Those nasty stinky men who claim to know football will never know the joy of belonging to fake fans alone!

The dean and the doctor gave some instructions and left with the two nurses. They still needed to discuss DeWitt's follow-up recovery.

Only Alvin and the two most important women in his life were left in the ward.

The atmosphere fell into a stalemate for a moment.

As the important atmosphere modifier of the family, Ai Wen looked at Zhou Wen who was hesitating to speak, and Gray who was frowning.

"Grandma, I'm really fine, and I really want to eat your Chinese food now."

"Mom, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are still so beautiful, even frowning won't damage your elegant temperament."

Zhou Wen chuckled: "Okay, okay, when you are discharged from the hospital, grandma will make it for you every day. By the way, I made soup at home, and someone will deliver it later."

"Hee hee hee, I knew you loved me the most~~"

Gray couldn't help showing a smile: "Spoof. But you don't want to escape from family affairs, and don't even think about playing football. It's just right. When you recover, you can go back to manage the company with me."

Aiwen put on a bitter face cooperatively.

The two ladies looked at each other helplessly. Zhou Wen's eyes were full of disapproval for her daughter, and she didn't want her to push the child too hard.

Gray didn't show any weakness, she had already made a lot of concessions. At the beginning, she really had no choice but to allow her son, who was supported by his grandmother, to play football.

She had already told Ai Wen that it was okay to stick to what she wanted to do, but if she messed up, she would obediently follow her back to inherit the family business!

Now that Aiwen lost the bet with her, he naturally has to fulfill his promise.