27. Misunderstanding the big oolong
When Juan woke up again, he was already lying somewhere warm.
There were no cluttered people around, he took a deep breath and turned his head slightly to look at the situation, there was still some roar in his ears, but he could also faintly hear the sound outside.
There are lords, Cristiano's, and many others......
When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was currently in the break room. I don't know who carried him in, Juan rubbed his temples, it still hurt so much that he frowned, but at the same time, he also heard a voice, this voice was familiar to him, Manchester United's team doctor, but his tone was very heavy at the moment.
"I don't think I need to call an ambulance now......"
There was an uproar outside for a moment, and the noisy sound made his head hurt even more, Juan frowned, and then he heard Lord Fu's voice: "Give me silence!" Don't panic! Listen to the doctor! β
The lord's words wanted to work, and the outside quickly became quiet, and after a moment of silence, their team doctor continued: "There is really no need to call an ambulance, he uses his brain too much and urgently needs rest, and his brain protests against him and makes him forcibly unconscious...... To put it simply, he was tired and faint. β
For a moment, both Juan and everyone standing outside had a feeling of speechlessness.
Tired and dizzy...... Okay orz
"Is it really just overwork?" The lord then asked, "Juan is a measured person, I don't believe that if it was just an ordinary fainting, he would say things like 'peace of mind to be a retired player'." β
"Really overworked." Manchester United's team doctor reassured that "but there are injuries and injuries from overwork, and for now, 'death from overwork' is not a rare symptom." β
After a pause, he continued: "Not to mention that Dias has suffered a severe brain injury, just now, he is working as a translator, a sparring partner, an assistant coach, and sometimes a cameo in the club, even a living person can't stand this kind of workload." By the way, I heard that he also took advantage of this time to get his international coaching certificate? β
At this moment, everyone was stunned, looked at each other and stopped talking. Otherwise, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, the players do not know the specific situation, and the club can actually see it clearly from top to bottom, and Juan's workload is unusually large.
And even so, he didn't say anything, and did everything the club threw at him perfectly, still showing an unassailable Juan DΓaz.
For the first time, the team doctor stood in front of all the superstars and counted everyone up and down, including Sir Alex Ferguson: "Although you are usually busy, you are also with him, why don't you teach him?" β
"......" The whole Manchester United was speechless.
"Can we go in and see him now?" In the end, it was the lord who spoke first, and his voice sounded very calm, and the team doctor reminded him presciently: "Declare in advance, the patient needs to be quiet and rest, you can't yell at him!" β
"I know." Ferguson nodded his head to show that he was measured, and when he pushed the door in, he saw the man lying on the bed smiling at him.
Seeing his expression, Ferguson couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Juan DΓaz...... "The lord did not get angry as he promised, but those eyes still made people feel cold all over the body - I don't know if it was because he had been with Juan for a long time, and the lord began to unconsciously use this subwoofer-style method of anger.
"I thought you were already an independent, autonomous, responsible, and self-disciplined adult man......"
Juan really wanted to say, "Isn't he?" But in the end, he still blinked: "I will always be a child in front of you." β
The lord was choked, and he didn't come to his senses for a long time, in order to calm himself down, and in order not to stimulate his already fragile heart, he could only change the topic first: "How are you feeling now?" β
Originally, there were a few chairs in the lounge, and the team doctor put them together as a simple bed to use in order to give him a first aid examination, Juan's body was covered with several down jackets and blankets, obviously the players were afraid that he would catch a cold, Juan moved his hands, helpless: "Sir, I feel very heavy ...... body"
"Lack of rest?"
"No, it's ...... crushed by clothes"
ββ¦β¦β
Juan: :D
ββ¦β¦ I won't pursue the rest with you. The lord glared at him several times, "I'll settle accounts with you when I'm fully recovered." β
After saying this, the old man turned his head and went out without looking back, obviously he still had lingering palpitations about Juan's words, and Juan could only smile bitterly at this.
He really thought he was going to die, how could he think so much?
There was a commotion outside after the lord went out, and soon the second person came in, Juan saw that it was a Portuguese teammate, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows at him: "What?" β
"It's a little cold, come and get your clothes, by the way, see if you're awake." Cristiano flashed in at once, bowed his head very honestly and said, Juan looked at him helplessly: "You take it...... How long have I been in a coma? β
Only then did he notice that his little teammate was still wearing the jersey of the game, and couldn't help but reach out and squeeze his hand, which was a little cold, and the athlete still needed to keep warm to avoid sweating after 90 minutes of strenuous exercise.
"It didn't take long, fifteen minutes." Cristiano pulled his own from his clothes, put it on his body, and then took out his phone and looked at the time, "You don't know, it really scared me to death when I came down." But don't worry, when you came down, a group of us gathered you down, and no one paid attention to the team doctor! β
"Well, thank you for being careful." Juan got up a little helplessly, "Let's take all the clothes out for everyone, they should all be waiting outside?" β
"That's right." Cristiano nodded, and directly grabbed the clothes on his body: "Then I'll go out first?" β
"Hurry up and pack up and get ready to go back." Juan sighed and got up, rubbing his arm, finally feeling much less crushed by the big rocks all over his body, "Don't catch a cold, hurry up." β
"Good!" Cristiano went out with his clothes in his arms, and Juan held his head down.
In fact, it wasn't that it didn't hurt, and the two people probably saw his paleness before they left so quickly to sober him up, and the team doctor walked in again and handed him a thermos flask: "Drink some hot water." β
"No, I'm fine." Juan declined, he took a deep breath and stood up, his face calm, "Thank you, I went to pack my things." β
"Don't fight like that anymore." The team doctor couldn't help but say, "You always need to give up one or two of the four options, and my advice is to give up playing, after all, this is the biggest harm to buy you at the moment." β
Juan was silent for a moment.
"At least past the European Championships."
Portugal is hosting the European Championship for the first time, how can he not participate? Playing for the country is every athlete's dream, and he doesn't want his injuries to become the biggest stumbling block.
Manchester United fans waited outside the stadium for a long time and still didn't see their players' buses come out, just when everyone was talking, the bus finally started slowly, and the players on the bus looked as usual, which made the fans feel that something was wrong, but they couldn't say anything.
"Eh, you say, what's going on?"
ββ¦β¦ Could it be that it was because he surpassed Arsenal to become the first in the league, so he was so excited that he celebrated in the away dressing room? β
ββ¦β¦ True and Fake ......"
"The lord will beat people, really."
The fans' speculation has flown to a very unreliable place, and on the bus, Juan listened to the voice on the phone with some helplessness.
"Yes, I'm fine, really...... At that time, I was just a little tired, leaning on Cristiano's body to rest. He reluctantly assured over the phone, "You still don't believe me?" Rest assured. β
"Really?" The person on the phone obviously still didn't want to give up, Juan coughed lightly: "It's really true, but I have a little headache right now......"
"Then you go back and rest quickly!"
"Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Juan shook his head lightly in the face of the look on his face: "My friend." β
There are a lot of friends in football who are more than friendly, and Ferguson understands this: "You don't know, those reporters have been asking me why Juan didn't come with him for an interview, and I just said, 'After a fierce game, Dias is not very physical, so he needs to rest' to jam the past. β
"All this is to say, I got your true biography." Juan smiled, "But I still have to learn." β
"Don't think you're done with me saying good things." The lord began to glare at him again, "From today onwards, the workload will be halved, and it will not be allowed to increase without my permission!" β
"Sir...... I'm just learning behind you. β
"Also, from today, you're banned from playing."
"Sir!"
'I know you're going to retire completely after the Euros, so it's not my fault to let you come back at Manchester United, and I have a certain responsibility. The lord examined himself very seriously, he was mainly really in love, and Juan looked like a normal person, he couldn't help it......
"Actually, I really doubted it, about the certainty of your retirement, and even I went to find out about your retirement record to confirm that it was the real situation, but I have never believed in evil, I insist that you can continue to play on the field, and your problems will get better in the accumulation of games...... As it turned out, it was me who was too self-righteous. β
The lord sat beside him and was doing a serious self-examination, and Juan couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"You...... Not your problem. He whispered, "On the contrary, I am grateful that you have given me the opportunity and the reason to return to the green field. Your savings make me feel warmer than even my family, and if it weren't for you, I would have been decadent by now. β
The lord didn't have any expression on his face, but he was still very relieved in his heart. He watched this taciturn, unsmiling young man gradually become a living person, and he began to have all kinds of feelings, which made him very happy.
He is not a holy father, and he can't spoil the children of the world, but at least he has made the one in front of him regain the sunshine in his life, and that's good.
But then again, he has actually been curious about Juan's family for a long time, no matter how he investigates, it seems that it is just an ordinary middle-class family, his parents died, and he was brought up by his sister with hard work, which sounds very inspirational.
- If that sister is not called Eugenia, but surnamed Albert.
Albert is not a common surname, it represents the heaviest historical significance.
Inherited for 539 years, the oldest aristocratic family in Europe, the hereditary dukes of Spain, the Albert family. This sprawling family is headed by a matriarch named Kayetana, the nobleman with the most titles in the world.
Eugenia Albert is her youngest daughter.
Of course, this Eugenia and Juan's sister Eugenia are more than twenty years apart in age, but who let this Eugenia have a daughter named Eugenia?
And the younger Eugenia also happens to be a fashion designer.
Juan knew that some things were on the surface, and as long as you went back many years, you could still find clues, so he only described his family lightly: "My mother is Albert, not the duchess's cousin, very sideline, my father is a Portuguese scholar, I was born in Lisbon, I settled in Madrid with my parents since I was a child, so I live with Eugenia's sister." β
The lord nodded, needless to say, the parents had a traffic accident, the orphan was adopted by his relatives, and then he grew all the way to the present.
Juan was not an easy child from a young age, and it would be no wonder if he grew up in that family.
"If that's the case, you're going to have to go back." The lord nodded in understanding, the nobles have the problems of the nobility, and Juan will not stay in the Red Devils for long no matter what.
However, after realizing that the problem was not Juan himself, the lord's mood miraculously improved a lot, so when he looked at Juan, he was also very pleasant, and his speech also returned to normal, which made Juan a little confused for a while.
Are the old people so easy to cope with now??
It's a good thing that the lord let him go so lightly, and Juan is also happy to be idle, after all, he also wants to know that although his workload has decreased, it is now the end of the season, the most critical moment, whether it is Manchester United, Arsenal or Chelsea behind him are already preparing for the final sprint, Manchester United must win the next three games if it wants to maintain its leading position.
If they win all of them, they will be able to become league champions two rounds earlier this season, which has to be said to be a very comfortable thing.
--To be reasonable, although Manchester United have won many league titles, they have won each time until the end, and there is no such thing as early time.
After all, there are no weak teams in the Premier League.
When Manchester United played away to Newcastle two days later, everyone was surprised to find that Juan was simply standing on the sideline in a frighteningly expensive outfit this time, and there was no intention of ending the game at all, which made the Magpies' fans very dissatisfied.
"Hey, Juan DΓaz looks down on us, he played against Blackburn, and our ranking is obviously higher than Blackburn, what does he mean?!"
The entire St James' Park stadium booed the Reds loudly, but this time their main target was no longer the players on the pitch β of course, the players still had to be booed β but someone standing on the sidelines had a clearer aim.
In the midst of the boos, Juan and the Lord stood side by side near the sideline, the Lord was chewing gum very casually, he was used to such a scene, and he might not be used to it without boos. Glancing at the kid beside him, he also looked calm and calm, he smiled, took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket and handed it over: "Do you want it?" β
Juan was surprised for a moment, but still nodded and took it: "Thank you very much." β
Seeing an old man and a young man standing on the edge of the court and starting to chew gum, the boos of the audience instantly rose to another level.
Hum! Look down on us! Come on, magpies, give them some color, and voila!
The Magpies on the field also have no bitterness at all. Naturally, they also know what the hugs are feeling, but now they are a little stretched.
In recent league rounds, Newcastle have won two, drawn one and lost one, and are currently in sixth from bottom, who would believe that this is the result of Newcastle, who finished fourth in the Premier League last season.
The Magpies have been in shaky form since the start of the new season, and Lualua's appearance once led people to think that a bright star was about to rise, but now it seems that this qiΔ is just a flash in the pan, and Newcastle's attacking organization and speed of progress have been far inferior to the Red Devils at the beginning of the game.
Their captain, Shearer, is a man, but it's a pity that there is no talent in Newcastle. However, there is no shortage of loyalists in the Premier League, and he remains at St James' Park, ready to give his energy to the team.
Right now, his priority is United's no.7 β his breakthrough is so fast that it's really hard to stop him without fouling, unless he can send him off with the greatest danger.
But now that it's the end of the league, the last few points in the league are very tight, and the next few games are crucial battles, and if he goes off with a red card at this time, he will definitely become the team's biggest sinner.
ββIs it to lose a game with a high probability of losing and losing another game, or to just take a gamble and see if the Magpies can win this game?
Whether it's three points or one point, it's much better than zero, right?
But when he came back to his senses and looked at the scoreboard, he still resisted the impulse in his heart.
0:3, seeing that the score can't be pulled back, he better calm down......