It's not that hard to get the best of both worlds, Lena has a championship dream, doesn't William want to?

Of course, he thought about winning the championship since he bought the team, and if the treatment technology is not open to players from other teams, can't it be open to athletes in other sports?

Among the athletes who are plagued by injuries and illnesses in the world every year, there are not a few thousand who can get $100,000 in treatment fees.

Besides, those super rich athletes such as NBA, American football, tennis, and racing drivers, the price is between 1 million and 5 million, and it is definitely no problem to slaughter them.

In addition, Chelsea has brought in several superstar-level stars who are well-known and have suffered repeated injuries to the team.

Once these people join with injuries, they will be alive on the training ground or on the pitch the next day, and it is difficult to think of not being famous.

If the Chelsea side had gone down without injury all season and won the title, there would have been no better advertisement in the media.

The only thing that worries people is that if they don't open up their treatment techniques to other teams in football, they may be sued.

Thinking of this, Willian asked his mother, "We are so stubborn that our technology is not open to the football world, aren't you afraid that other teams will sue us for violating the principle of fair play?"

"Stupid, there is no fair competition in the football world".

Lena looked at William speechlessly, "Besides, when those teams react and appeal, the FA accepts and discusses, can't we appeal and spend a little money to find someone to help us fight?"

When the FA has a result, maybe it will be a year or two, or even a few years later, and if we don't win the championship at that time, then we will make money first.

As for the Champions League, as long as they don't violate their written regulations, they don't have to pay attention to them, and besides, who says that medical technology must be made available to everyone?"

After listening to William, he nodded, as long as he was willing to spend millions of dollars on the matter of fighting, he could indeed find a group of experts to speak for him, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that he was a little worried about Abigail and Jesse, "What do you think?"

Abigail was about to speak, but felt Jesse's hand hold his tightly,

Glancing at Jesse, who was a little nervous, and after thinking for a moment, Gail understood that Jesse was reminding himself that it was best for the two of them not to get involved in the disagreement between their man and Lena when they didn't know William's exact idea.

My heart warmed, and it was finally in vain to help Jesse intentionally or unintentionally, patted Jesse's hand, and whispered 'Don't worry',

He said, "Okay, my dear, in fact, you already have the answer in your own heart, and it will be Madame's birthday in three days."

"That's right, that's right", feeling Gail shake his hand back, Jesse nodded hurriedly, "Lady Lena is now the oldest in our family."

"That's right, haha", Jesse's compliment not only laughed at his mother, but also laughed at William, "Then accept the treatment applications of athletes in other sports first, and drag on football for as long as it can."

When her goal was achieved, Lena happily kissed William on the forehead, "Good night, good son."

As soon as his mother left, Gale sat down next to Willian and said, "Actually, it was a good idea for you to bring in Ronaldo before, there are geniuses and superstars in football who have been ruined by injuries, and we all know how big the impact of these people is."

"Okay", interrupting Gail's explanation, "I understand what you're saying, don't worry, I'm not that stingy".

After some more gossip, William took one in his hand and went back to the bedroom to do some fitness activities that were good for the body and mind.

At around 7 a.m. the next morning, Willian, who was alone with his mother for breakfast, heard Sunday's report, saying, "SIR, I just got a notice from Mr. Schwager that I think you should go to the Chelsea team".

Putting down the knife and fork in his hand, William asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

"Mr Schwager reported that there was something unusual about Coach Mourinho's behaviour today and that he seemed to be planning to harm himself".

"What?" After a second, William tore off the napkin around his neck and threw it on the table angrily, "Is that bastard crazy, or is he stimulated by something?"

Talking to my mother, who also heard Sunday's report, driving an Aston Martin sports car to the team, parking the car in the parking lot, and seeing Schwager waiting for him,

As soon as he got out of the car, William asked angrily, "What does that bastard want to do?"

"Haha, don't worry, BOSS", Schwager said with a smile, "I'll take you to the training ground and you'll understand".

Seeing Schwagger's relaxed tone, William was relieved, and when he came to the training ground, he met a helpless Gunner and his 16-year-old daughter Sophia.

"Good morning, boss, have you had breakfast? If not, I'll go to the restaurant and bring one for you."

Looking at Sophia, who is taller and longer legs at a young age, and has a convex and backward curved face, and then looks at Gunna, who is tall and has a big face, William can't help but wonder again if Sophia is Gunna's own daughter.

"Don't bother, I've already had breakfast when I come out," he said, and gave Gunner a look.

Gunner shrugged, "Boss, if you don't have any other orders, I'll have to clock in and change my uniform and go to work."

looked at Gunna's back in surprise, and then looked at Sophia who was smiling beside him, and it didn't take long to understand that this chick must have recruited Gunna into the team as a security guard.

Shaking his head and ignoring Sofia, Willian walked into the training ground with his hands behind his back and saw Mourinho limping with a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, boss, I accidentally twisted my foot during the morning exercise with the players, so I didn't go to greet you personally."

William shook his head and said helplessly, "Should I accuse you of unscrupulous means to achieve your goals, or praise you for letting go of your hands and feet on the pitch and experimenting with yourself in order to convince the players of new technology."

Mourinho didn't care, "As long as you can win, a little sprain is nothing"

"Forget it, this is an example", William turned back to Schwager behind him, "you go to the manor, and when you see my mother, she will give me a medical insurance".

"Okay, boss", Schwager nodded and left the training ground and drove to the manor.

After waiting for half an hour, Schwager returned with a handy medical kit for his ankle and placed it in front of Mourinho, who was sitting in the dugout.

William scanned the medical kit with his phone, and the box opened automatically, "Put the injured foot in it, and if you can walk, the injury will heal in about an hour."

Taking off his shoes and socks, as soon as his feet reached into the medical kit, Mourinho was somewhat surprised to find that the liquid was actually warm.

An hour later, in the astonished eyes of all the players and staff, he put on his shoes and socks and walked slowly together.

After not feeling the pain, Mourinho couldn't help but run slowly, ran a lap back to William and exclaimed, "BOSS, it's amazing, I didn't expect the effect to be so strong,

With this technique, our team's tactics will be more diverse in the future, and we can surprise Arsenal in this afternoon's game."