Chapter 4 (36)

The next morning, accompanied by the chief team doctor, Gao Jinsong went to the Hubei Provincial People's Hospital. Although the chief team doctor has not worked in the Provincial People's Hospital, he has many acquaintances here, and soon he led Gao Jinsong to find an expert in sports medicine who was not on duty in the outpatient clinic. Injury to the anterior cruciate ligament of the left knee; It is advisable to take a week off.

This is almost exactly the same as the diagnosis of the team doctor, the only difference is only in the handling opinion: the team doctor considers from the perspective of the club and the team, and does not want Gao Jinsong to miss the next game because of this small injury, so it is recommended to combine a small amount of exercise with physiotherapy and massage; Experts believe that a thorough rest is the best treatment.

Gao Jinsong stared at the diagnosis report with only a few lines written for a long time, and the unconcealed disappointment crept up on his young face. Is it because of these minor injuries that they ruined the team's chances of equalizing? It was these small unspeakable injuries that plunged him into a crisis of confidence that may not be repaired? If that's the case, then the price he paid for this leg is too great......

The expert could see that Gao Jinsong was not in a high mood, and from the cold and gloating look of the team doctor next to him, the expert could also guess the pressure on the shoulders of the young man in front of him - he watched the live TV broadcast of the game the night before, read the report in the newspaper yesterday, and also read some other media commentary about the game, and he also felt sorry for Gao Jinsong and Wuhan Yafeng for that chance to equalize.

The expert thought for a moment and said: "The preliminary conclusion is just that. - If you still don't feel sure, I can arrange for you to do an MRI, maybe you can find the crux of your left knee and left ankle. He reached for the phone on the desk and said, "But there are a lot of patients for MRIs, and there is a queue, and it may take two or three weeks for your turn...... Of course, I will try to find a way to schedule the inspection in advance. He looked up at his peers. Do you do it? ”

Do it, of course you have to do it, and you have to do it in line for a long time!

At this point, Gao Jinsong and the chief team doctor have surprisingly consistent understanding.

Two calls in a row failed to get through, and the other party's phone was always busy, so the expert simply pressed the speakerphone button of the phone and repeated the dial over and over again. He smiled bitterly and said to the two people who were expecting each other: "No way, there are too many people who want to do this examination, and their phone is always a hotline." People think that high-tech tests are more trustworthy than doctors' experience, just as people believe that doctors in big hospitals must be of a higher level than in small hospitals......"

The chief team doctor nodded with emotion and said, "Yes, people always think that advanced equipment can replace the doctor's experience, but they forget that different patients need different treatment methods for the same disease. Speaking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Gao Jinsong. Like his peers in front of him, he is also a well-known sports medicine expert in Wuhan and even Hubei Province, but Gao Jinsong is obviously more inclined to believe in the diagnosis of his peers, which really makes him angry and angry.

The expert did not take the words of the chief team doctor. He just casually said his feelings, but the chief team doctor faintly pointed the finger at Gao Jinsong, how could such a conversation continue? Fortunately, at this time, the boring busy phone tone was finally replaced by a crisp ringing sound - the call finally got through.

The expert just introduced the situation here, and the other end of the phone said no, the patient who made an appointment for an MRI is now scheduled for early August, Gao Jinsong wants to do the examination in advance, so what should others do? Besides, where can you squeeze out of neutral? Even if there is a vacancy, people who want to cut the queue can line up from the entrance of the department all the way to the street.

Gao Jinsong and the chief team doctor both accompanied the smiling faces, carefully watching the experts negotiate with the other party.

The expert took the phone and talked about it, and finally squeezed Gao Jinsong's inspection into mid-June. Counting the days, it was less than three weeks away, which was about the same time as he had just said.

Putting down the phone, the expert took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his trouser pocket, wiped a circle of fine and dense sweat on his forehead, took off his glasses and blew on the lenses, and said to the two people with a smile: "This grinding is not as easy as surgery." As he spoke, he handed the filled out list to Gao Jinsong. You take this with you, go and put the number on the line. Then he said to the chief team doctor, "I have another operation later, so I won't send you ......" and stood up.

The chief team doctor also hurriedly stood up and said, "How did you say this? Don't even have time to have a meal together at noon? It's a working meal to connect with feelings, and it's not like I'm treating......"

The chief team doctor's joke made the expert laugh, but he immediately said, "I don't have time for you to treat." "He just stepped out the door and came back." Look at me so busy that I forgot about it—didn't you go to Yafeng to be the chief team doctor? Remember to leave me a few tickets if you have spare tickets in the future! ”

This small request was naturally agreed by the chief team doctor in a row. If he continues to work in Yafeng for a long time, he will inevitably have to deal with experts in the future, even if he doesn't work for a long time, this favor doesn't require him to pay a penny. He even assured that the expert did not have to go to Yafeng's base on the outskirts of the city for a few tickets, and he asked the club to send two sets of first-class tickets to the expert for this year's home first-class tickets.

Before leaving, the expert also shook hands with Gao Jinsong, patted Gao Jinsong's shoulder and praised him: "Next time you go back to your home stadium, I will definitely go to the scene to cheer you on." At the same time, he also said that his kid likes to play football the most and is a fan of Yafeng, and if Gao Jinsong can find him two Yafeng jerseys signed by players, his son will definitely be excited for a long time......

Gao Jinsong immediately accepted this matter. He made up his mind that he would not only send a few jerseys to the expert's son, but also a few signed family photos of Yafeng, and if possible, he would also give the little guy a special gift - a football signed by all the players......

After the matter was done, Gao Jinsong and the others did not delay much in the city, nor did they call the base to ask the club to send a car to pick them up, so they directly stopped a taxi at the gate of the hospital. "Go to the Yafeng base." It was the only thing the team doctor said after getting into the car, and then he sat in the passenger seat with a strained face and said nothing.

Gao Jinsong didn't have anything to say to the team doctor. In fact, his mind was now a mess of tangled messes, and chaotic thoughts were running through his mind. He never thought that the big hospital would find such a result! Now, he is going back with this medical certificate, how should he face Director Cheng's questioning? The thought of the overwhelming atmosphere in the manager's office yesterday afternoon made him retreat back from his seat as if he felt safer in doing so. He has realized that his abrupt actions have put him in a crisis, and it is likely that he will lose Cheng Dexing's trust as a result, and he may also lose the main position he has just acquired. What's worse is that in the eyes of others, he is a descendant of You Shen and Yan Liangcheng, so his series of incomprehensible actions from the day before yesterday to today are likely to give people a false hint - he is confronting Cheng Dexing in Yang Fengyin against him, holding grievances for Yan Liangcheng, and maybe still holding grievances for Wu Xingguang......

He sighed silently. Of course, he was unhappy about the injustice that Yan Liangcheng had suffered, but he was not stupid enough to compete with the club, and he did not have the strength to do so. As for Wu Xingguang leaving Yafeng, he felt that it didn't matter, but he felt a little sad for the former chief team doctor involved in this personnel change - what a good person, and the stock trend chart he drew by hand...... Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile. I don't know how much effort it took to that picture, and the stocks he valued, what is the name of the stock? Qiong Minyuan? And Sichuan Changhong? That's probably the name. The eldest sister and brother-in-law will be in Wuhan next week, and then I can recommend these two stocks to my brother-in-law, even if he is not interested, at least it is a topic.

But his mind immediately returned to the crisis he was facing.

He had no idea what he was going to do to get through this crisis. He didn't see any way to regain the manager's trust or what he could do to keep his position in the main line......

Maybe it's just a transfer, a change of club, and a fresh start.

He suddenly found that the time scheduled for him by the experts in the hospital just now coincided with the opening of the summer transfer market. Now it seems that the MRI is completely superfluous. He was suddenly a little scared, afraid that this inspection would make his transfer complicated. He is now desperately hoping that his transfer will be cleared up before the examination, just as he is in the hospital and he is desperate for the examination to take place as soon as possible.

But the transfer thing is not something he can do as he wants. Shenzhen Lantian wanted him to pass, but he refused to let go in many details; Shaanxi Tianhekou kept saying that as long as he passed, he could do anything, but except for two meals and one tea, there was no follow-up. Another transfer target club, the provincial city of Mingyuan, has not made the slightest movement so far. Tianjin High-tech, which can't be beaten, sent a fax and officially inquired about its transfer price......

The windows of the air-conditioned taxi were closed, and the team doctor and driver were lighting cigarettes, and the air in the car really made him feel a little uncomfortable. He lowered the window of the car next to him a little. The heat of the scorching sun outside, mixed with dust, immediately rushed through the cracks in the line, barely sneezing him. So he quickly closed the window tightly.

The car climbed over a low hill beam, and the base could already be seen in the distance, and he also made a tentative decision in his mind - in the next two or three weeks, he must work harder than usual to try to resolve this crisis, regain the trust of the manager, and consolidate his main position. But if this doesn't work, he has to quickly find a way to leave this right and wrong land, Shenzhen, Xi'an, provincial capitals, anywhere, as long as he is not in Wuhan, even if he goes to Tianjin High-tech, he is fully confident that he will play a world for himself again......

After entering the base, he broke up with the team doctor, and the team doctor took a copy of the hospital's diagnosis certificate back to the office to fill in Gao Jinsong's file medical records, and he took the original to find Wu Xingguang and Cheng Dexing.

A club staff member told him that Wu Xingguang was called to a meeting by the group company early in the morning, and he was not sure when he would come back. He had to go to Cheng Dexing first.

He found his manager on the sidelines of the training pitch.

The morning training has ended, a few green fields seem to be extremely empty, only a few workers are busy on the grass, they are doing maintenance of the turf, sprinkling water to fill the soil or something, and then there is the team members discarded mineral water bottles gathered together, stuffed into a large woven bag originally used to hold fertilizer.

Cheng Dexing, who was teaching a young team member, saw Gao Jinsong from afar, and at the same time he also noticed the piece of paper that Gao Jinsong was holding in his hand. However, he pretended not to see it, and continued to loudly reprimand the hooked little player - this guy had just been promoted from the youth team, and he always looked dull on the training ground, and often made some stupid mistakes at home, so he specially left him to enlighten and enlighten him.

"Tell me, tell me yourself, how many times have I reminded you?" Because of the element of acting, Cheng Dexing's voice became brighter and brighter, and his fingers really poked into the heads of the players. "How many times?!"

The head of the player is like losing the support of the cervical spine, and he leans forward and backward as the coach points and points. Sweat dripped down the ends of his hair one by one. Tears rolled in his eyes, but he lowered his head and didn't dare to say a word. In the morning confrontation practice, he played twice, and both times he was at a loss like a wooden stake, either running past the position in advance, or being robbed of the ball by the opponent in the confrontation......

"Tell me, you pay attention to cooperating with others, pay attention to cooperating with others, how do you do it? How do you do it?! Why don't you just grow tall and don't have a long memory! ”

As the word "mile" squirted out from the mouth of Cheng Dexing, who hated iron and steel, the strength in his hand unconsciously increased a lot, and the young team member who was caught off guard fell halfway on the grass as soon as he stumbled.

"You've learned to play dead dogs?!" Cheng Dexing, who was not angry, picked up his foot and kicked it on the leg of the player. "Get up!"

The little fellow did not dare to make a sound or cry out in pain, but immediately got up from the ground, and did not even bother to pat the dust on his hands and legs, and hurried to stand in order.

Cheng Dexing was very satisfied with the respectful and respectful attitude of the young player in front of him, but he was very dissatisfied with the young player's silent behavior. At the same time, he had an insoluble resentment and anger towards Gao Jinsong, who was getting closer and closer. Tell me, both of them are about the same age, why is the difference so big!

He continued to pretend not to see Gao Jinsong, and only asked the young team members: "You say, what were you thinking about at the time?" Where did you leave all the things you usually taught? ”

The aggrieved young player's lips squirmed, and he muttered to defend himself: "None of them pass the ball to me......"

Cheng Dexing's face immediately turned black as the bottom of a pot! He squinted his eyes at the young players who didn't dare to look up, the corners of his mouth turned down, and several clear and sharp wrinkles immediately appeared on his cheeks.

Gao Jinsong also heard the young players' arguments. His brow furrowed at once. Just now I saw the head coach stretching out his hand and moving his feet, and the spitting stars sprayed on the little guy's face, and he still felt a little pity for him - the little guy has just been promoted from the second team, and he wants to show himself everywhere, and he is willing to work hard in training, but which of the old players is not an old oiler who has been crawling on the lawn for many years, before he is not sure whether he is really promoted to the first team or temporarily transferred to the first team, who is willing to cooperate with him seriously? Since there is no cooperation, it is natural that there is no tacit understanding of greeting, responding, and filling, so the little guy often makes some mistakes that obviously should not be made in training. But this can't be blamed on the selfishness of the veteran players - the elimination rate of young players is too high is also one of the reasons, just like the twenty or so people in the Yafeng youth team today, there may be only three or five people who are really likely to enter the A A field, and no one can guarantee that these three or five people will be able to play in the first A, maybe an unexpected injury will rob them of the hope of a lifetime, and they enter the first team, and continue to wait in the torment - waiting for the appreciation of the manager, waiting for the opportunity to participate in the first game, Waiting for the game that is destined to be their own before they can really establish themselves in the team, and until then, the only thing they can do is sweat more...... Diligence, hard work, and patience are the basic qualities that a young player should have, but how can the young players in front of him blame others for their mistakes? "They don't pass the ball to me", can that be used as a defense for themselves? If someone doesn't pass the ball to you, it means they don't trust you! The only thing you can do is prove that you are a trustworthy teammate with your actions! A teammate worthy of their trust!

Gao Jinsong stopped. He doesn't intend to do much to help his young teammates with the impending storm. On the contrary, he is still looking forward to Cheng Dexing to teach the little guy a profound enough lesson.

Cheng Dexing narrowed his two slender eyes, and his gaze gloomily looked up and down the guy in front of him.

The young man apparently didn't know he had said the wrong thing. Seeing that the head coach was silent, he thought that his defense had an effect, so he added: "There were two times when I was in a good position, but they would rather carry the ball themselves, and would rather let the defender cut the ball, but not pass the ball to me, I ......"

"Enough!" Cheng Dexing angrily stopped the chatter of the young players.

The roar that came out of his throat made the young man shudder. He looked up blankly, looking at the head coach with a gloomy face.

"You'll go back to the second team in the afternoon!" Cheng Dexing said. But he immediately reversed his decision. "Nope! You're going back to Team 2 now! ”

Tears finally rolled out of the young man's eyes. He still doesn't know what he said wrong. His lips trembled and he tried to defend himself: "Really, Director Cheng, what I said is true-it's that they don't pass on ......"

"Get out!" Cheng Dexing, who couldn't bear it, yelled, startling the two workers who were picking up plastic bottles not far away. They thought that this roar was coming at them, so they hurriedly dragged the bulging woven bag and walked away, and as they walked, they also greeted Cheng Dexing's family and ancestors uncleanly, and spat hatefully in this direction.

The young team members wiped their tears and wept away, leaving Cheng Dexing standing alone on the edge of the field.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, paced back and forth for two steps, and kicked an eye-catching mineral water bottle out with a flying kick, and there was still more than half of the water in the mineral water bottle, and the bottle turned over in mid-air, and the crystal clear water splashed all the way. Even so, he was still angry. Strange fires swelled in his chest; The blood all over his body almost rushed to his face, burning from his cheeks to the roots of his ears, so that even he could feel it hot; His temples jerked, and his eyelids twitched. But there is nothing at his feet for him to vent! ……

"I'll you!" He scolded resentfully.

At this time, he had completely forgotten Gao Jinsong who was standing not far away.

It's only been a few years? How many years has it been since football became professional? Counting the years on your fingers, it is only the third year that the professional league has been rolled out, and what you can lose may not be able to make up for it in five years or ten years! The systematic youth training has gradually been handed over to various clubs and society, and football schools with various brands have sprung up all over the country like mushrooms after a rain. The seedlings cultivated by Yafeng's youth team of the A Club will only pass the buck to others, and you can see what other places look like. In a few years, the current veteran team members will retire, and these today's seedlings will be able to come up? Do they have the ability to come up on top? Even if they have the ability, do they have the perseverance to come up? If this is the case for the club, the national team will not be much better, and the slogan and dream of generations of footballers - "go out of Asia" - can be realized by them? Not to mention the big dye vat of the professional league! Nowadays, from the Football Association to the club, from the referees who represent justice and fairness to the players who can't even get to the bench, everyone is staring at the red, red, green and green banknotes, and while their pockets are getting bigger and bigger, their business level is slipping farther and farther in the opposite direction......

Alas, Cheng Dexing couldn't help but let out a long sad sigh.

At this time, he also forgot one thing - his role in the process and the role he played. We know that there is a football school in Wuhan under his banner, and there are three or four schools of the same nature in other provinces; He also has several referees' cell phones and home phone numbers stored in his mobile phone; He went to Wuhan not only to improve the level of football in Hubei, but also to satisfy him with the salary provided by Yafeng Club; And among the talented young players he promoted, none of them did not regard his words as a golden rule, and none of them dared to say a "no" in front of him, and those players who did not listen to him, such as Li Xiaolin, heard that he was going to come to Wuhan Yafeng to coach, and they were like rabbits who had blown up their nests......

It wasn't until his empty stomach protested that he woke up from his emotion.

He glanced at his watch, it was already past twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and it was time to go to the cafeteria for lunch.

He turned around and immediately saw Gao Jinsong still standing on the concrete road separating the two fields. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed. The fire he sent to the young player just now, as well as the thoughts and emotions behind it, must have been seen by Gao Jinsong - he rarely brought out dirty words when he spoke in front of people, whether it was in front of the media or in front of the players, he tried to maintain his image of toughness and tenacity, and rarely showed his emotional fluctuations. But this embarrassment was only for a moment, and in a blink of an eye he calmed down. He put on a straight face, his expression was as meticulous as usual, and his eyes were blazing on this rare team member who dared to say "no" to him in person, and asked bluntly: "What is the diagnosis of the hospital?" ”

"Cheng Dao." Gao Jinsong only shouted one sentence and was silent. He didn't know how to explain it to the manager. The hospital diagnosis report in his hand is now like a hot potato......

From Gao Jinsong's expression, Dexing had already guessed the content of the diagnosis report issued by the hospital. He took the report, only glanced at it, and then asked coldly, "You tossed for two days, and that's the result?" ”

Gao Jinsong stammered and didn't know how to answer the manager's words. He originally planned to tell Cheng Dexing about the doctor's suggestion that he do an MRI, but after thinking about it, he pressed the idea again, but lowered his head and didn't speak.

"The doctor's advice is to let you rest for a week......" Cheng Dexing said in a long tone, while raising his eyelids and looking at Gao Jinsong.

"I can train." Gao Jinsong hurriedly said, "There is no problem with training and competition. "He can train and treat at the same time, and let the team doctor give him massage, acupuncture, soaking potion or something. Regardless of whether his knees and ankles are slightly strained, it never hurts to do more physical therapy.

"Hmm." Cheng Dexing stared at Gao Jinsong and nodded noncommittally. He hasn't made up his mind about how to deal with this disobedient player, and his "4-4-1-1" tactic also lacks a center forward like Gao Jinsong, although the injured striker has begun recovery training in the past few days, and it is unknown whether he can immediately find his form and adapt to the new tactics and new style of play, so he will not do anything about Gao Jinsong for the time being. And he never considered himself a narrow-minded manager, and he may forget what happened in the office yesterday – of course, forgetting or remembering, the key depends on Gao Jinsong's attitude and performance.

Gao Jinsong was a little apprehensive. Should I say something? But what should he say? Do you say you have to train hard and compete well? Still is......

Cheng Dexing suddenly changed the topic to the side: "In the morning, the provincial capital Mingyuan sent a fax about your transfer, and they hope that you can come over in the summer." Their offer is fair and our club can accept it, and our club doesn't need to keep five strikers, and the personnel adjustment of the forward line is also necessary. I'd like to hear your thoughts on this. ”

Gao Jin, who was searching his intestines and scraping his stomach to find an excuse, was relieved. The provincial city of Mingyuan? Fair price? Yafeng front line personnel adjustment? He couldn't figure it out for a while, but the manager was still waiting for him to reply, so he said: "I obey the club's arrangement. It was the best reply he could think of in a hurry.

The corners of Cheng Dexing's mouth showed a sneer. It seems that Gao Jinsong did have the intention of leaving Wuhan, otherwise he should immediately express his love and loyalty to the club at this time, instead of using this sentence "I obey the club's arrangement" to perfunctory himself. Hum! If you change to a guy who can speak well, he is already swearing at this time that he will live and die with Wuhan Yafeng! He glanced at Gao Jinsong, paused and said, "But the club doesn't plan to give them an answer right away." There is no final plan for the team's personnel adjustment, but there are always a few ......."

Gao Jinsong listened quietly. These are all things that can only be decided by the top management of the club, how dare he mix it up and express his opinion? But what does Director Cheng mean by telling himself this? Remind yourself, or do you imply yourself? He was a little confused.

Seeing that Gao Jinsong didn't react to his words, Cheng Dexing naturally wouldn't talk to him on this topic anymore. He put the topic to a close at random, and finally told Gao Jinsong: "You won't participate in the confrontational training in the afternoon." You'll rest for two more days and try to recover before you go away......"

He gritted his teeth and uttered the words. He originally wanted to say "you don't have to go to the away game", but when he thought of the striker who had just returned from injury, his new tactics and new formation, and the fact that this was his second game and first away game in charge of Wuhan Yafeng, he had to leave a main position for Gao Jinsong......

Cheng Dexing, who hates iron and steel