Chapter 4 (21)

The loss of strength in the knee of the left leg was also only for a short moment, in fact, Gao Jinsong stood up again immediately without any effort, and there was no obvious discomfort in the knee, neither feeling soreness nor swelling pain. He carefully compared his legs back and forth. But he was soon disappointed. He couldn't see any difference between them, and there was no clue that the brief loss of strength was not his delusion. It couldn't have been an illusion, because he hadn't had time to pat clean dust at the knee of his left leg. This time he didn't dare to take it lightly as he had just treated the tingling pain in his ankle - it was clear that the tingling and loss of strength had fallen on his left leg, indicating that trouble had come to him. This must be a legacy of yesterday's match! He sighed and prayed to himself that this would not be a serious injury, and he took two clean clothes from the closet to change into. He'd have to go to the team doctor right away to check him out.

After listening to Gao Jinsong's brief introduction to his troubles, the team doctor on duty did not dare to be sloppy, he immediately asked Gao Jinsong to sit in a wooden chair against the wall, and brought a wooden leg and foot brace to erect Gao Jinsong's injured leg that caused trouble that day.

"Does it hurt?" The fingers of the team doctor on duty pressed Gao Jinsong's knee lightly and heavily, slowly moving along the direction of the kneecap to the sides, and gradually increasing the pressure on the knee.

Gao Jinsong shook his head. He carefully captured the sensation of his ankles and knees all the way from the dormitory to the infirmary, but nothing unusual happened, and he deliberately used his left leg alternately as a support leg and a landing weight-bearing leg, jumping over the steps in front of the office building. He wanted to see how it would react. But it behaved normally, neither painful nor itchy, and let him enter the office building smoothly.

"Does it hurt here?" The fingers of the team doctor on duty were loosely pressed at Gao Jinsong's ankle. "What does it feel like?"

"I don't feel anything." Gao Jinsong replied with a wry smile. He really didn't feel anything special. He glanced at the team doctor on duty out of the corner of his eye. The team doctor doesn't think he's kidding, right?

The team doctor glanced at Gao Jinsong with a hesitant expression, let go of his ankles, walked to the wall and washed his hands with soap, and then came over and said, "There is no problem." With that, he sat down at the table and picked up the newspaper. He didn't bother to pay attention to the young player, and he didn't want to teach this bastard who had no strength to teach him a lesson - he just played a good game and learned how to entertain people! Laugh at! He sneered unabashedly.

Gao Jinsong sat there with an embarrassed expression. It seems that he was misunderstood by the team doctor on duty. He didn't leave or stay now, so he had to follow the example of the team doctor, rubbing his knees repeatedly, hoping to find a proof that could prove his innocence. "Just now, there was a stinging sensation in my ankle...... It's true. He muttered quietly. The knees are also ...... Believe it or not, there's dust on the floor of the bedroom. ”

The doctor on duty waved his hand without raising his head, not knowing whether he was impatient with him or reluctantly accepted his statement.

"Really!" Gao Jinsong continued to work hard to defend himself. But even he knew how feeble his justification was. Damn it! He swallowed his saliva, swallowing back a foul word that had come to his lips. Forget it, it seems that he won't believe what the team doctor on duty says, in this case, what is he still sitting here for? It's better to go back to the dormitory and sleep under a bunk, maybe you will wake up with nothing to do.

Another team doctor walked in, followed by Li Xiaolin.

Both of them saw Gao Jinsong, who was lowering his rolled up trouser legs.

"What's wrong with your leg?" The team doctor who had just entered the gate asked, "Was it a wound from the collision in yesterday's game?" He is the team doctor who treated Gao Jinsong's leg and foot in the game yesterday, and he is also the head of the club's medical team, and many players believe that the most important reason why he became the leader of the medical team is because his medical skills are much better than the other team doctors.

Gao Jinsong immediately recounted the trouble he encountered today, and mentioned the diagnosis given by the team doctor on duty.

The Chief Physician looked at his colleague with inquiring eyes. The team doctor on duty pursed his lips and smiled helplessly. He couldn't say anything about Gao Jinsong's obviously vindictive rhetoric. In any case, what Gao Jinsong said was all the truth, but the tone of his speech was easy to misunderstand.

The chief team doctor groaned for a while, put the pen that had unscrewed the cap on the table, and pressed a blank "Injury Diagnosis and Treatment Opinions" form that had just been filled in with the words "Li Xiaolin", and then he walked up to Gao Jinsong and said, "You sit down, I'll see what is wrong with your knees and ankles." ”

The knee, both sides of the knee, the knee socket, the inner and outer ankles, the heel tendons, the surface of the feet, and the arches of the feet, the chief team doctor carefully examined all the way, while constantly asking Gao Jinsong how he felt, and finally he came to the same conclusion as the team doctor on duty: Gao Jinsong's knees and ankles are nothing! "It could be your psychological effect." At the end, the chief team doctor drooped his eyelids and said, "If you are still not at ease,—— why don't I talk to the club, and I will accompany you to the big hospital in the city to take a picture?" ”

Gao Jinsong was so embarrassed that his face turned red. When the chief team doctor said this, he was actually saying that he was suspicious, or that he was simply accusing him of playing a big temper. He hurriedly explained that there was no need to be so troublesome, he still believed in the words of the chief team doctor, of course, he also believed in the diagnosis of the team doctor on duty, he was just worried that if there was really any minor injury in his left leg knee or left ankle joint and it was not treated in time, it might bring unnecessary trouble to the team and himself......

The chief team medic accepted his somewhat incoherent explanations and justifications. Although Gao Jinsong's leg injury sounded like he was fabricating an unreliable story, the chief team doctor still chose to believe Gao Jinsong - he likes this young player very much: in addition to playing the ball well, Gao Jinsong doesn't like to provoke right and wrong, and the most important thing is that this little guy has a ruthlessness that does not admit defeat, which is very bad for him. It's a pity that Gao Jinsong will soon leave Wuhan Yafeng to seek development in other clubs. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when he thought about it - what the hell did the club think? I want to give such a good player to others!

The chief team doctor sighed in his heart, returned to the table and sat down and began to fill out the diagnosis form, just wrote two words, he suddenly raised his head and said to Gao Jinsong: "You have come to the infirmary for physical therapy for the past two days." He looked at his watch, looked at a form posted on the wall, and then discussed it in a low voice with the team doctor on duty, and then said to Gao Jinsong, "The time is set for 4:50 to 5:30 in the afternoon." He also filled in Gao Jinsong's name into the form, thought about it, and added, "If there is any adverse reaction to the ankle or knee in the past few days, you have to tell us in time." ”

Gao Jinsong nodded in agreement.

The chief team doctor nodded at Li Xiaolin, who had not spoken since he entered the infirmary, motioned for him to come closer, and then pinched his pen and asked, "What is the reason?" ”

"Back injury, huh?" Li Xiaolin leaned down with his hands on the table, and said in a consultative tone, "Anyway, everyone knows that I have an old problem with my waist, and I will be bad for a while." What do you see? "He and the chief team doctor are acquaintances, and after last night's incident, the relationship with Gao Jinsong is not bad, so there are no worries and taboos when he speaks.

The chief team doctor hesitated a little and whispered, "It's not a big deal to fill in the 'back injury', right?" When your back injury occurs, it is a dressing and massage, the movement is too big, it is troublesome to do it seriously, and you can't cover the eyes and ears of others if you don't do it seriously...... Think of a reason to save trouble. ”

"Thigh muscle strain?" Li Xiaolin immediately proposed the second set of plans.

The Chief Medic shook his head. In this regard, the club has regulations, in order to prevent players from cheating and playing tricks in the name of training on weekdays, all injuries of this degree of thigh muscle strain must be filmed in a big hospital, and there must be a diagnosis certificate from a big hospital, so Li Xiaolin just put forward this suggestion and was denied by the chief team doctor, and he also ridiculed Li Xiaolin, who was not very familiar with the rules and regulations of the club.

Li Xiaolin scratched his ears and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't pass several suggestions in a row, and couldn't help but say hatefully: "You have to think about a reason for taking a vacation?" Isn't that embarrassing! ”

"You've got to find a good excuse before I can give you a sick note."

The chief team doctor regretted it a little as soon as he finished speaking. Gao Jinsong hadn't left the infirmary yet, and these words must have fallen into his ears, if he took it out and publicized it again, maybe the annoyed and angry Yan Liangcheng would come to find his bad luck...... The chief team doctor is not at all afraid of the acting head coach kicking the door, but if Yan Liangcheng spreads these words everywhere, the reputation he has built up with great difficulty will be completely ruined.

He sneered and asked Gao Jinsong, "Do you have anything else?" ”

Gao Jinsong shook his head. It's not that he doesn't want to leave, but Li Xiaolin glanced at him as soon as he entered the door, which meant to let him wait, he had something to tell him. And he was also a little curious - he couldn't think of any use for Li Xiaolin to ask for this fake medical certificate. He couldn't help but glance at the "Injury Diagnosis and Treatment Opinions" in front of the team doctor again.

The chief team doctor immediately came back to his senses. Asked: "You also want to take a leave of absence?" Without waiting for Gao Jinsong to answer his question, he reached out and took out another blank form from the file box, filled in the first few columns correctly, and then asked, "Want to take a few days off?" ”

Gao Jinsong repeated his question almost mechanically.

The chief team doctor filled in Gao Jinsong's leg injury in the "Injury Status" column while filling in the situation, and without raising his head, he gave Gao Jinsong an idea: "Just rest for ten days to two weeks......" As he spoke, he had completed the form, signed his name at the signature, and then found a seal from the drawer, sighed at the remaining ink on the seal, and stamped his name on it, and handed the form to Gao Jinsong. Gao Jinsong took it in a daze. The chief team doctor took a notebook from the table, turned to the nearest page and made two lines of footnotes, and asked Li Xiaolin: "Have you thought about it?" ”

"Headache, what about this reason?" Li Xiaolin said. He also raised a hand and rubbed it vigorously on one of his temples several times, as if he really had a sudden headache.

The two team doctors laughed together.

The team doctor on duty smiled and said, "That's a good reason. ”

Walking out of the office building and seeing that there was no one near Zuo, Gao Jinsong asked Li Xiaolin, what is the matter with him looking for himself?

"The people from Tianhe, Shaanxi Province arrived in Wuhan in the morning." Li Xiaolin held the sick note in his hand, and said as he walked, "Let's go into the city together at noon and have a meal with them." He walked a few steps before he found that Gao Jinsong had stopped and didn't follow, so he had to step back and ask suspiciously, "Do you have something to do at noon?" ”

"Nothing." Gao Jinsong said, "But I don't think it's good to meet them now, after all, the matter between me and Shenzhen Blue Sky is not over, if Yao Yuan and Shenzhen Blue Sky talk about it, I have dinner with people from Tianhe, Shaanxi today, isn't it a wrong signal to others." ”

Li Xiaolin shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Why are you so brainless?" It's not like I'm going to ask you to sign it right away. Two officials from Tianhe, Shaanxi Province asked you to watch the video of the game overnight, and before getting on the plane, they specially instructed me that I must let you go over at noon today. ”

Gao Jinsong was speechless for a moment. He really didn't expect Shaanxi Tianhe to attach so much importance to him. He moved his legs and feet uneasily, and pursed his lips, "...... But now go and meet them, I'...... I always felt like I didn't have much to say. Before the collapse of the negotiation with Shenzhen Lantian, he really couldn't give Shaanxi Tianhe any promises and guarantees, even if the conditions offered by the Shaanxi people were generous, he couldn't promise them anything. And he was also afraid that when he was faced with those favorable conditions, he would not be able to control himself, if he nodded on impulse, how should he explain to Yao Yuan when he turned around?

Li Xiaolin smacked his lips and didn't speak for a long time. He really didn't know what to say about Gao Jinsong. He couldn't wait to rush up and hammer this guy hard, and enlighten him again. What age is this, how can there be such people with unenlightened brains? In the face of better conditions and more money, promise is a fart! But he could only think about this in his heart, and he could never say it in his mouth. He had to put it another way: "Actually, they just want to meet with you today, and they won't talk about anything substantial; They also said on the phone that they also want to watch you for a few games to see if your performance and form are very consistent, and if there will be any ups and downs. …… To be honest, I want you to accompany me to this lunch - if you go, it will definitely add some weight to my transfer, and Shaanxi Tianhe can also make more concessions in some details. ”

Since Li Xiaolin has spoken to this point, no matter how stubborn Gao Jinsong is, he can only agree. Helping each other is the most basic embodiment of friendship, not to mention that this favor is still within his ability, and he has no reason to refuse.

"When are you leaving?" he asked. ”

Li Xiaolin said: "Don't be busy, let's go and hand over the sick note to Yan for guidance first." ”

"Then you go by yourself, I'll go back to the dormitory and change my clothes first." Gao Jinsong pointed to the sweatshirt and pants printed with the words "Wuhan Yafeng" on his body. "I'm waiting for you in the dormitory, you handed in a fake note and call me, we'll see you at the gate of the base."

Li Xiaolin asked in surprise: "You don't hand in the fake note?" "Then what are you talking about in the infirmary about knee and ankle injuries, what do you want to do?

"I didn't mention asking for leave from beginning to end, who knows what he was doing with me with a fake note." Gao Jinsong took out the crumpled sick note from his trouser pocket and threw it into the garbage bin on the side of the road. "If you don't say it, I forgot to ask - what are you talking about with back injuries and headaches, what do you want to do? Who are you going to fool with a sick note? Cheng Dexing? ”

Li Xiaolin smiled bitterly: "How dare I offend him now?" If he doesn't think about me, I'm going to burn high incense. He looked Gao Jinsong up and down several times. You really don't know what I'm going to fake a note for? ”

Gao Jinsong shook his head. He really couldn't figure out what other use this sick note could be used for other purposes than to take time off and rest.

Li Xiaolin sighed and said, "I am expressing my attitude to Cheng Dexing, and I must not spoil his good deeds." Seeing Gao Jinsong's puzzled and confused face, he had to explain, "I won last night's game, and Cheng Dexing is unwilling to take over the team now, so Director Yan is still the acting head coach of Wuhan Yafeng; If we still win the game on Sunday, then Cheng Dexing will still not take over, and Director Yan will still be the acting head coach. Do you think Cheng Dexing can watch the upcoming handsome position and contract dangling in front of his eyes? He's definitely not going to sit next to him and waste time, he's definitely going to have to do everything he can to teach him to lose this game, to teach him to obediently hand over the position of manager and then where to go. What could he do? Naturally, this is the way to make this game have to lose! How do you make a game have to lose? Naturally, the team's lineup is not in order! How can I teach a team to have an incomplete lineup? If there are many injuries, it is naturally impossible to have a neat lineup. The squad is not neat, the players do not listen to the manager's scheduling, the club does not support the coach, and if this game can be won, I gouged out my eyeballs...... You understand now, I want to fake that I don't want to participate in Sunday's game, I want to tell Cheng Dexing: I won't spoil his business, and I beg him not to spoil my business. ”

Gao Jinsong acted as if he hadn't heard anything, just staring at a shriveled cigarette butt next to the garbage poke.

Li Xiaolin also glanced at the garbage, pursed his dry lips, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and opened his mouth several times before he said dryly: "Otherwise, you ...... Let's go and hand in the fake slip together? He felt the blood rush to his face, and his cheeks were so hot that he couldn't feel ashamed. For the first time in his life, he despised what he did from the bottom of his heart, and he also despised himself as a person.

Gao Jinsong retracted his gaze, shook his head very slowly but resolutely, and said, "No." ”

He immediately noticed Li Xiaolin's look of shame and remorse and his cheeks that were so red that they were almost dripping blood, and added: "You asked for leave not to play this game for the transfer, and I played this game for the transfer." "In that sense, we're both on the same level.

Until Gao Jinsong's back disappeared around the corner of the road, Li Xiaolin still pinched the sick note and did not move.

Eventually, he dragged his heavy legs up the concrete road leading to the training ground.