Sports medicine starts with the Sun Miracle Doctor

Chapter 265 One kick in heaven, one kick in hell

In the pure white ward, through the window, you can see the carefully arranged scenery, the most conspicuous one is the tall palm tree.

Chen Yu sat by the window and looked through the medical records.

On the other side, Guardiola was sitting on the bed, chatting and laughing with Baggio.

As we chatted, we talked about the future, retirement, and life after retirement.

"I think that for me, it shouldn't be pain, but relief."

Baggio smiled, with a look of anticipation in his eyes: "I feel that when the day comes to retire, I may sleep with him at home for three days in a row, without having to think about waking up the next day or training. Okay. I can sleep until I wake up naturally, and then I can sleep until Valentina jumps on me, with her hair disheveled, pulling me out of bed like a little lunatic, yelling about going to the amusement park."

Chen Yu looked up. Guardiola disappeared at some point. There was only Baggio, lying on the bed like a rice dumpling. He turned his head hard and looked at himself.

Or rather, looking out the window.

"Are you happy? Of course you are. Playing football is so happy. Winning is very happy. The fans are happy and happy. I am also very happy when I see the fans happy. I am afraid that every time I wake up in the morning, my whole body hurts so much. I still feel so happy." The biggest reason why I can struggle to get up."

"So I think after I retire, I will return to my hometown. I may buy a house near the forest, preferably with a big garden, and then take Warren with me just like my father did. Tina and Mattia also went hiking and told them what every plant and every animal was called.”

"There was a forest near the town where I was born. It was as dense as a primeval forest. My father was a biologist without an official title or diploma. When he was a child, he often took us hiking in the forest. He could name every species. The names of plants and animals, and birds, he knew the habits of each bird, when to hatch their eggs, and by the way, he was a lumberjack.”

"God gave me a talent, but I worked hard not to waste it. I even felt it was a responsibility at one time. But deep down in my heart, I always felt that I was just an ordinary person, and that Caldogno was nothing more than an ordinary person. A working-class kid, so yes, I won’t miss football, because at that time, my life started again.”

Baggio suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Yu: "What about you? Will you be a doctor all your life? What will you do when you get older? How will you enjoy your retirement life?"

"Did you say it was painful?"

Chen Yu looked around and waved. Baggio didn't respond and kept talking.

It's Brazil team doctor Luis Renco.

Baggio curled his lips on the bed: "I was really angry at first. I felt that it was fate that was unfair to me. Why did such misery happen to me. But later I believed in Buddhism and my heart became calm. I understood I've learned that when things go wrong, people want to blame others, but that's wrong."

"That's right Chen."

Someone called him urgently.

"List!"

At this moment, a huge cheer came, filling the entire ears.

In the penalty area, Ronaldinho and others gathered together, nervous.

He looked anxious and pointed to the field.

Chen Yu turned his head, then looked back, and found himself sitting on a bench by the lake. Baggio was wearing a hospital gown next to him. He raised his head and closed his eyes, letting the cool evening breeze blow across his face.

"For the first thirty-five years of my life, I gave myself to football. I sacrificed a lot because of football. Andreina was always worried about me. She even worried that one morning I wouldn't be able to get up. This was unfair to her. So you see, I’m still paying off my debt.”

"It's pointless to argue that you haven't realized your dreams. Your destiny should always be in your own hands."

Chen Yu hurriedly followed what he expected. In the stands opposite, a large number of Brazilian fans were roaring angrily, while the Italian fans in the stands also fought back without timidity.

"I always feel that I am repaying a debt. Valentina always calls me a hero and regards me as her idol. There are so many children who also regard me as their idol and follow my footsteps hard. I can't bear to let it go." They're disappointed, and the fans, I couldn't bear to let them down. So yeah, I feel like I'm paying back a debt."

Chen Yu turned his head, and a round face dangled in front of his eyes.

"Me?" Chen Yu was stunned and began to think about this problem subconsciously.

In the gap between the people, Chen Yu saw Ronaldo who fell to the ground. Next to him, Nesta and Maldini were trying hard to explain something to the referee Collina.

Chen Yu came back to his senses completely.

By the way, I was in the game now, and I just got distracted.

Chen Yu immediately stood up and looked nervously into the field, ready to enter the field at any time as soon as Collina waved his hand.

Collina, who had a bald head and fierce eyes, did not show mercy because he was Italian. He showed Nesta a yellow card without hesitation and awarded a penalty kick.

In the stands, many Italian fans and a large number of Japanese fans sighed in annoyance and held their heads in pain.

The Brazilian fans were so excited that they wanted to dance the samba.

In this World Cup final, after a long, boring 65 minutes of offensive and defensive battle, someone finally broke the deadlock. Ronaldo relied on his super personal ability to tear apart Italy's chain defense and create a penalty kick.

Compared to the cheers of the fans, Chen Yu was more worried about Ronaldo's situation.

This is not basketball. You can get off the court and get checked at any time. You can't see clearly from such a distance. When Chen Yu was distracted just now, he didn't notice what happened.

It seemed like Ronaldo was tackled to the ground by Nesta.

It is estimated that Ronaldo will go it alone.

As for Ronaldo on his own, it would be better to just send him to a penalty kick.

Finally, after lying on the ground for a while, Ronaldo struggled to get up.

The camera locked on him, and you could clearly see on the big screen opposite that there was half a shoe print on his right sock. Repeated replays showed that Nesta, who was frantically returning to defense, did flash his spikes and rubbed the bone on Ronaldo's calf.

Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief. This position should not be a big problem.

Sure enough, Ronaldo stamped his feet on the spot and waved to show that he was fine.

The pressure is on Buffon.

But Ronaldo is also under pressure.

The entire Yokohama World Cup Stadium fell silent. The 69,000 spectators and countless fans outside the stadium subconsciously held their breath.

Scolari clenched his fists nervously, and Kaka beside him had already begun to cross himself on his chest and pray silently.

Chen Yu's eyes were fixed on Baggio, who was wearing the blue No. 10 jersey.

The touching scene was that before the game, Totti took the initiative to give up the No. 10 jersey and put it on Baggio.

Now he is standing outside the penalty area with his arms akimbo, his jersey dirty. In order to stop him, the Brazilian team's defense also worked hard.

That back view makes people feel astonished.

Chen Yu involuntarily slowed down his breathing. Suddenly, Chen Yu understood why he just missed a penalty kick and Baggio had to spend his whole life to repay the debt.

The World Cup is held every four years and is the only champion. When you stand at the penalty spot, what do you think about?
Easily?

It is absolutely impossible that no matter how good a person's psychological quality is, he cannot control his thoughts at this moment.

If you score a penalty, you are a hero, a savior who saved the national team. Even in the past ten years, there will still be fans talking about this penalty kick.

But if you miss the penalty and lose the championship in the end, then you are a sinner. In the past twenty years, there will still be fans who will reveal your failure and curse you again.

One kick in heaven and one kick in hell, that's it.

Chen Yu remembered the first time he went to the operating table for surgery, which was a simple joint drainage surgery.

Even though the semi-anesthetized patient still smiled and comforted himself not to be nervous, the moment the scalpel cut through the flesh and blood, Chen Yu's mind was still blank. After the operation, he could not remember the operation process.

The kind of pressure that could cause a patient to have an accident and die can really be all-consuming.

So at this moment, Chen Yu didn't know what Ronaldo was thinking, but he could imagine how much pressure he was under.

But the more top-level games like this, high-end pressure games, can test the quality of superstars.

Ronaldo started, and countless kicking training made him kick this kick like an instinct.

Buffon jumped up. He judged the right direction, but the angle of the ball was more awkward and the ball speed was faster. The ball was in front of his hands and got into the blind spot of the goal.

In!

The whole stadium seemed to explode.

Ronaldo rushed out instantly, opened his arms, and ran like a hero. Behind him, no Brazilian player could catch up with him.

He ran to the corner kick, pulled out the corner flagpole, and waved it excitedly toward the stands.

Chen Yu, who was on the bench, was drowned out almost immediately. His ears were filled with screams and arms stretched out randomly.

It's Kaka again, hugging herself as excitedly as if she agreed to his proposal.

Where no one noticed, Baggio had silently ran towards the midfield, waiting for the kick-off.

In the stands, in the blue area, after experiencing death-like silence, someone took the lead and sang loudly.

It's the Italian national anthem.

At the guest table, Berlusconi, who came over temporarily, also stood up and raised his arms in agreement.

Throughout the stadium, Mameli's song echoed, as if summoning their hero.

But the next moment, the Brazilian fans responded not to be outdone, and their singing was louder and louder.

"Calm down." Chen Yu couldn't help but said to Kaka beside him. This young man also started singing along with the song as if he had been given a shot of blood.

Kaka grinned, showing his white teeth, grabbed Chen Yu's arm and started waving it.

He raised his left hand again and pointed to the court in front of him. Amid the deafening singing, he said in a firm voice: "Dr. Chen, four years from now, I will stand on this court and serve as a teacher." Fight for our country and help our team win the championship!"

Chen Yu turned to look at him. At this moment, his still slightly immature face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of light.

"What did you say, I didn't hear clearly?"

Kaka's trace of pride seemed to be suddenly extinguished. He shrank his neck and shook his head shyly.

Chen Yu raised the corners of his mouth: This boy is quite angry.

(End of this chapter)