"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The small suturing machine made one muffled sound after another on the outside of Qin Goode's thigh. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Enrico Castellacci, the head team doctor of the Chinese team, was covered in sweat on his forehead, but his hands remained steady, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyelids more.

When the last stitch was over, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, sweat pouring out of his neck and back in an instant, and soon wet his white shirt.

A veteran team doctor who has been in Italian football for many years has seen many European iron men known for their willpower, and this time it was a Chinese player who was treated under him.

Without receiving anesthesia, Qin Gude gritted his teeth and performed a wound stitch on the outside of his thigh!

A total of five stitches!

Castellacki only felt the player's body shake reflexively on the first shot, and then he didn't hear any sound again.

"Qin Goode was stitched on the sidelines, through the camera, we can clearly see the needle and thread shuttling through the epidermis of the muscles, the pain is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people, but the Chinese captain just gritted his teeth tightly, and his eyes were even paying attention to his teammates on the field!"

Zhang Bin is not He Wei, so he can only do his best to mobilize emotions.

"Some people once questioned whether Qin Gude would become the national team's bully, and some people questioned whether he would play his best in the national team after winning the Ballon d'Or twice, and now they can shut up," his voice seemed to tremble slightly, "If this is a passive and slacking ball, then ...... Please give us a hundred! ”

Zhang Lu, the world's No. 1 Gude fan, didn't say a word at this moment, he just took off his reading glasses and reached out to wipe the corners of his eyes.

Hemostatic sprays, agents, protective gauze......

After doing all the measures that could be provided on the spot, the team doctors of the Chinese team finally wrapped layers of bandages around Qin Goode's thighs.

"The wound is still oozing blood, you must not run with all your might, otherwise it may collapse at any time." Castellaci warned Qin Goodall for the last time.

"I know, thank you, Doctor." Qin Gude nodded at him.

But the gray-haired chief team doctor left with a straight face, not accepting his thanks.

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By the time Qin Goode stood on the sidelines again, the first half was almost over.

There was no need to wait for a dead ball to enter the game, as long as the referee agreed to play, but the fourth official stopped him:

"Your juniors don't meet the requirements to play."

Qin Gude lowered his head: his entire trouser leg was dyed blood red, which really did not meet the rule that "the jersey cannot be marked with obvious blood stains".

Do you want to take off your pants when you broadcast live all over the world?

He couldn't help but hesitate.

Thankfully, Clattenburg's half-time whistle saved him.

"Drip, drip, drip!"

Not only was he able to change his pants in the locker room, but he was also given a 15-minute break.

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When Zhang Xizhe heard the three whistles of halftime, he breathed heavily in relief.

With little hesitation, he pulled off his jersey and let his back feel the faint breeze on the pitch.

Qin Gude had less than three minutes to receive treatment, and even if he added injury time, it was only five minutes, but he felt that he was about to go crazy!

In the final moments of the first half, he became the heart of the attack, but when he faced the Dutch defence, he had no idea who to pass the ball to!

Pass it to Sun Jihai or Rong Ritian on the side? But to whom can they pass it on?

Pass to Zheng Zhi who is inserted in the middle, and then let him shoot from a distance?

He's not the super midfielder who can score 20 goals in a single season!

Do you want to pass it on to Gao Feilin at the front......

The Chinese team's attack was completely unorganized, but the Dutch team took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, and even the two fullbacks Jan Maert and Indi, who rarely attacked in the first 40 minutes, and the two midfielders De Jong and Blind, rushed up, and they couldn't wait to take advantage of Qin Good's absence to defeat the Chinese team!

At this time, there is no sportsmanship of "friendship first, game second", Van Persie, Robben, Sneijder, Depay and others can't wait for Qin Goode, who has received treatment, to see a score of 100-2......

But perhaps it was the Dutch team's greed, or perhaps the Chinese team's unity, and when the two sides ended the first 45 minutes of contention, the score was still 2-1.

The Chinese team tried their best to keep it safe before the Dutch team's offensive was like a death!

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"Goode, second half ......"

In the locker room, Sun Jihai looked at Qin Gude, who was changing his pants, and couldn't help but be the first to ask.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Gude's body.

The Chinese captain, who was only wearing a pair of close-fitting pants, suddenly felt that the chrysanthemum was tight, and hurriedly put on white pants with three strikes and five divisions, and then explained to his teammates: "We played slower in the second half, which was conducive to the Dutch team's mentality of eagerness to equalize and play a counterattack with them......"

Sun Jihai interrupted his explanation: "I'm asking about your injuries!" ”

"To be able to play, the coach and the team doctor agreed, but I can't sprint with all my strength, and I can only rely on other brothers in attack," Qin Gude did not hide his situation, "I will try my best to pass you a threatening ball, but I'm afraid ...... There won't be too many opportunities like this, you have to try your best to seize the opportunity, and in defense, I can't help you, so the brothers in the front court have to run a few more steps, retract to the waist position, and help Brother Zheng and Brother Zhao to strengthen the defensive hardness of the midfield......"

Lippi looked at the Chinese captain, who was deploying tactics to his teammates, and listened to the interpreter's whispered explanation.

In his coaching career as an Italian Silver Fox, he really never met a player who talked about tactics in front of him......

But today, Lippi watched very quietly as Qin Gude dispatched troops there, and did not interrupt him casually.

Qin Gude didn't notice that the head coach was already standing behind him until he finished speaking, he smiled slightly, and said in English: "Coach, slow down the offensive tempo in the second half, strengthen the defense in the middle, reduce the ineffective counterattack, and pay attention to the recovery of the wings, do you have anything else to add?" ”

Lippi loosened his collar and replied with a smile: "No." ”

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"Goode Qin's injury will definitely affect his movements, so this is our chance."

In another dressing room, Van Gaal stressed to his players with a serious expression.

"The physical fitness of the Chinese team is far inferior to ours, they must want to slow down the tempo to save energy, so we have to step up the pressing, with a storm-like offensive to force them into the rhythm we are familiar with, most of their players are not as explosive and fast as us, and they can't compete with us in confrontation."

Van Persie and the others nodded again and again.

There is only one player in the opposing team who is worth noting, and now this person has been tackled by De Jong, such a Chinese team...... What else is there to fear?

In 45 minutes, it was enough for the sharp offensive line of the orange team to stab the Chinese team's back line three or four times!

"Nigel," Van Gaal's gaze fell on the "hero" who made the turnaround, "I can't praise you. ”

"Yes, Coach." De Jong grinned, he knew what the manager meant.

He deposed the most terrible core figure in the opposing lineup, which was originally worthy of great praise, but such a thing as maliciously hurting people really does not deserve public praise.

"But he's still on the pitch, Nigel," Van Gaal didn't have any smile on his face, "a player like him, even if he can't sprint at full strength, for us...... It's also a big threat. ”

De Jong was slightly stunned, and then quickly nodded: "I understand, coach." ”

Van Persie, the captain of the Netherlands and a club teammate of Qin Goode, looked at the expressionless face of the head coach and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.