Chapter 222: Despair
Villarreal, a small seaside town.
At this moment, Mr. Ruben sat quietly in the corridor of the emergency building, his face disappointed and depressed.
He buried his head so low that it was almost completely tucked between his legs, and he did not dare to look back, for he did not know how to face the man lying quietly in the hospital roomβPablo was lying on the bed, his body full of tubes, and his eyes were not open.
Because of this, he did not yet know the news of the other room, and Mr. Ruben did not know if he would have the courage to tell the news if the other party woke up.
"Pedal Pedal ~ Pedal Pedal ~"
Hurried footsteps sounded, but Mr. Ruben still did not look up, in the face of such a situation, he did not know what to do, he just wanted to be an ostrich, and ignored the affairs of the outside world.
The footsteps stopped abruptly in front of him, and he felt his clothes tugged at him, and then, an anxious, but familiar, voice rang in his ears.
"How's it going? How's it going? PÀÀbo, and little Luna...... How are they?! β
Mr. Ruben raised his head weakly, and saw Fan Bizhuang's anxious red eyes, Mr. Ruben raised his hand, as if he wanted to grab Fan Bizhuang's hand, but in the end, he still hung down weakly, and his head also drooped.
"Pablo hasn't gotten over the danger yet, he's ...... He suffered a severe crush on his right thigh and was ...... The doctor said that even if he could wake up, maybe, maybe his right leg would not be saved......"
"What? What did you say? β
"Damn it! Damn it!! Why is this happening! β
Fan Bizhuang roared uncontrollably, and the patients and nurses who passed by around him all looked at him with strange eyes, but they only saw Fan Bizhuang's fist slamming against the wall.
"What about Luna? What about little Luna? How is she? β
Fan Bizhuang asked urgently, because of the violent emotional fluctuations, his voice trembled a little.
"Fan, I hope you can calm down, little Luna, little Luna she ......"
Mr. Reuben's eyes were already overflowing with tears, and Fan Bizhuang's heart had been suspended high, but Mr. Reuben's next words made him feel like his heart was falling to the ground and completely shattered.
"Multiple fractures all over the body, broken ribs a lot, plus being squeezed by heavy objects, she, she ......"
"What the hell is going on with her? Say, tell me! β
"The broken rib penetrated the lungs and ...... Heart, when the ambulance arrived, little Luna ...... Little Luna, she's ...... She had already closed her eyes. Closed my eyes forever......"
It's like a bolt from the blue!
Fan Bizhuang felt a hard blow to his chest, an unspeakable pain, the little girl who was led by his father, shyly looking for the autograph he wanted, the little angel who rode on his head and waved a small pink fist and said that he wanted to climb the peak of football with him, the little girl who gave herself courage and strength, and always supported herself...... She, she's gone...... And so she went......
She's still so young, she's so cute, she's so brave, she's so important to herself...... But now......
"Ha, Fan, your name is Fan, right? This is my daughter, her name is Luna, she likes you very much, can you give us your autograph? β
"Oooh, I'm a fan of Fan, I'm Fan's first fan, a fan forever!"
"I'll come to see every important game you play, Pabo and I are always watching you, and we'll always cheer you on."
"You are the greatest player, you will go further, you will stand on the top of the most expansive mountain, looking down on the world! I will be with you, Brother Fan, I will always be by your side! β
"Brother Fan, you have to create your own legend! You will become a real myth! Come on, my brother Fan, come on! β
The scenes of the past come to mind, the words that little Luna once said with a smile, the actions that little Luna once did playfully, the little Luna once seriously waved her fists to cheer herself on, little Luna opened her arms and hugged herself, little Luna rode on her neck, and the two of them sang and danced together on the court......
"No!"
The heart-rending roar suddenly sounded, and Fan Bizhuang was already in tears, with an expression of disbelief and horror and pain on his face, but he was already crazy.
Fan Bizhuang's right fist slammed into the wall.
"No, no! Little Luna won't leave! How could she leave! She hasn't reached the end of glory with me yet, how could she leave! How so?!!! β
Roaring one after another, punch after punch, Fan Bizhuang was like a madman, constantly shouting, constantly hitting, his vision was blurred by non-stop tears, his fists were already covered with blood, but they never stopped.
Mr. Ruben was still sluggish and depressed to watch him go crazy, and some doctors and nurses wanted to step forward to stop him, but Fan Bizhuang in such a state discouraged everyone.
I don't know how long it took, Fan Bizhuang finally stopped his movements, he curled himself up in the corner weakly, holding his head, and a low sobbing sounded, so lonely and helpless.
The sound of hurried footsteps sounded again, and Pellegrini and the Villarreal players who finally arrived saw Fan Bizhuang lying on the ground, crying helplessly.
This is a Fan Bizhuang that no one has ever seen!
This is the weakest and most helpless side of Fan Bizhuang!
At this moment, he is no longer the warrior who is firm and brave on the court, and no difficulty can stop him, he is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who is helpless and vulnerable.
Everyone paused, everyone was silent, and everyone's hearts were sour.
In the corridors of the hospital, the atmosphere was silent and frozen, and an air of despair lingered in everyone's hearts.
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β2:0οΌ The meal card combination teamed up to break the enemy, Van and Cazorla scored one goal each, and Villarreal won the first leg of the Champions League semi-final with two goals! β
"Villarreal takes the lead and marches into Rome, there are only ninety minutes left!"
"The yellow submarine is going to be black to the end, no one can stop them from making history, Arsenal can't, neither can defending champions Manchester United, 2:0, Villarreal has the lead!"
"14 balls! Van equalled Altafini's decades-old Champions League single-season scoring record! From now on, Fan is standing on a par with the legend! He is the new legend! β
"It's a night in a small town, it's a night in Villarreal! Van leads his team with a bang! β
Soon, there were reports about this game, and the Spanish and even European media reported countless praises and affirmations for Villarreal's victory.
Winning the match by two goals undoubtedly gave all the fans and media confidence that Villarreal would advance to the final. The two-goal advantage is not small, even if they go to Old Trafford, Villarreal is enough to deal with any difficulties, and most importantly, Van Bizhuang and his teammates are in such good form that even if the defending champions are fighting at home, it is not too difficult to score away from home with the good form of the submarine and strong attacking firepower.
United have the ability to score, they have the ability to break through the opposition and with a two-goal advantage in their hands, Villarreal has almost a 70 per cent chance of progressing to the final.
In such a situation, the voices of touting and praising Villarreal are naturally endless. And they do have the capital to be "boasted", a team from the remote countryside, all the way through the thorns, defeated many strong teams and giants, and now even the defending champions are likely to be cut down, a series of records have been broken, a series of history has been refreshed, it can be said that Villarreal is walking on a broad road to create history and miracles.
In the midst of the overwhelming praise, some media also focused on the "conflict" that occurred in the stadium after the game.
"Le Monde Sport" used the headline "Villarreal shocks civil unrest", and the article wrote, "Winning the first leg of the semi-finals and laying a solid foundation for advancing to the final was originally a happy thing for all submarine fans, but the concern is that Villarreal seems to have a little problem inside, and everyone saw that Van and manager Manuel Pellegrini had a halfway point, when Van grabbed the Chilean coach's clothes, and then pushed him away and turned away...... And in the process, Manchester United coach Alex Ferguson suffered an unwarranted disaster, and he was almost pushed to the ground by the galloping Fan!
We don't know exactly what happened in between, but the collapse of any strong fortress starts from within. I think Villarreal must pay attention to this incident, if it is not handled well, I believe that the whole team will be panicked and thus lose their combat effectiveness! β
Valencia Sport newspaper used another sarcastic headline - "That's the kind of guy he is!" We are not surprised that he does anything outrageous! - "Maybe his ball is good, but his character is ...... Fighting, brawling, like numbness...... These bad behaviors, he has long been a good game. Now, with his perverse personality, he has pointed the finger at his head coach! Damn, how can there be such a rude and disrespectful guy in the world, such bad behavior must not be tolerated, I suggest that Villarreal teach him a heavy lesson, otherwise, sooner or later, such a 'cancer' will override the team and become a bully in the entire football world!
As for who he is, it is easy to think and it is clear to everyone! β