"I think it’s possible that Huang Kaiwen faked his injury to avoid scoring against AC Milan again,"
"It’s hard to say this time. It was raining today, and Huang Kaiwen was sprinting hard, stopping abruptly, and he used the bike pedal and pendulum moves several times to get past people. Those moves put a lot of strain on the knees."
"You have a point, but I’m more concerned about which team Huang Kaiwen plays for. As soon as he got hurt, everyone from the coaches to the team doctor to the players on the field became anxious,"
"Man, Huang Kaiwen really is good at making friends,"
Giovanni Nanni crouched next to Huang Kaiwen to check on him.
"It looks like a strain,"
He had been careless this time, thinking that his former teammates wouldn’t foul him maliciously since he was playing against Milan,
And since there were important matches next month involving multiple championships, he hadn’t used the "Immunity Card."
"I noticed that too, but further checks are needed,"
Giovanni Nanni said, "I need a couple of people to help me take Kevin back to the Milan lab. The rest should stay here in case any players get injured and need treatment,"
Baldini watched as AC Milan’s medical team carried Huang Kaiwen away, finally understanding why Capello would often curse the Real Madrid’s team doctor,
Being the world’s top club, their reputation was getting smacked around.
In the stands, Capello glared at the extinguished seven-star lamp.
Galbiati asked, "Why did the light go out?"
"But they didn’t come this time,"
Galbiati said, puzzled.
Capello gritted his teeth, "It’s definitely Ancelotti. He’s always hanging out with the Wizard, he must have used some vile curse, otherwise the seven-star lamp wouldn’t just go out on its own,"
"Barbara, you can rest easy now,"
Giovanni Nanni said as he entered with the report.
Huang Kaiwen, lying in the mistress’s lap, looked up and asked, "How long will it take for me to get back on the field?"
"About a week to ten days. The way you played today really put a lot of strain on your body,"
Giovanni Nanni shook his head, "I don’t know if you’re lucky or unlucky, it’s just a minor strain. Watching today’s match, I thought it would have been a serious injury. I suggest that when you play, you restrain yourself, use moves like the pendulum less often, and try to reduce sudden stops. Your ankles and knees aren’t as strong as you think,"
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile as he raised his hand.
As long as he didn’t miss the important matches at the end of the season.
"By the way, after you left the field, Kaka pulled off a hat trick, he fooled three defenders in front of the box and then scored,"
Giovanni Nanni said, then left the room with the report.
The mistress said, "Dear, I think soccer is really too dangerous. You keep getting hurt. Why don’t you stop playing soccer? You’re very good at snooker, just play snooker then!"
"Why bring this up again?"
Huang Kaiwen asked, unable to see the mistress’s face.
"Because you got hurt again!"
The mistress said, concerned, "I’m really afraid you’ll end up with some permanent damage,"
Looking up at the mistress’s heaving chest, Huang Kaiwen said with a smile, "Don’t worry, that definitely won’t happen,"
The mistress hadn’t finished speaking.
Noises suddenly came from the door,
"Damn it, I should have been the first to enter!"
"Why? Do you think ’The Sun newspaper’ and its gossip has any authority? Even according to their ranking, Ricardo should have entered first!"