Although it is not Villarreal's home field, at the moment, El El . The Molinon Stadium has fallen into a thick hot atmosphere, all the applause and cheers are like a tide to the green field, everyone is expressing their most sincere respect and praise for Fan Bizhuang in this way!

Not only the commentators and fans of the two teams, but even many Sporting Gijón players in the penalty area, after being stunned and dazed, also shook their heads and smiled bitterly, and some even gave a thumbs up in the direction of Fan Bizhuang, and some people applauded gently. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The visiting players were extremely nervous, as Fan Bizhuang was still facing the turf, prostrate on the ground, and did not get up.

Nihat was the first to rush up, followed by Fran, Cazorla, Fernandez...... In the end, even goalkeeper Diego. Lopes impulsively went all the way from the back to the opponent's penalty area, everyone's face was anxious and worried, and Godin was gesturing and shouting loudly from the sidelines.

"Blood?"

"Blood !!"

"A lot of blood!!

Nihat didn't dare to flip Fan Bizhuang's body, but just reached out to support his back, and with this support, he instantly felt the wetness in his palms, and when he looked at it again, his hands were almost red with blood!

Almost crying out, Nihat roared and waved his hands and yelled, signaling the team doctor to come over quickly!

"What happened on the field? Fan...... Looks like something is wrong! ”

"The fish jumped to the top just now, and Fan must have hit the pillar! According to the power of the forward rush of the football, it is not difficult to judge how fierce Fan sprinted, and this time the collision may be very dangerous...... It's heart-wrenching to see this scene! ”

"Pray for Van ! Blessings to this brave child! Fan is likely to have taken the lead with an injury, and this goal is precious! ”

"The extent of the injury is unknown, but it is not optimistic, the big screen on the scene has already shown the situation on the field, and Nihat's hands are covered in blood......"

El. The emotions boiling and burning at the Molinon Stadium because of the goal were like being poured a basin of ice water in an instant, it was cold from head to toe, the stands were silent, everyone looked at the stadium worriedly and nervously, and even some away fans gritted their teeth and cried, drawing prayers on their chests.

A.T. Kearney rushed into the pitch with a first aid kit and two assistants, and Mr. Ruben raised his feet almost at the same time to rush forward, then quickly stopped, returned to the sidelines, and nodded a few times at the bench, "Thomasson, Giuseppe, Roman...... Go warm up! Hurry up and warm up! ”

Because of his nervousness, Mr. Reuben's emotions were a little out of control, and there was a hint of hysterical roaring in his voice, but the three people who were named did not feel anything, and they all ran out with calm faces and absent-mindedly.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!! Make room and let the air flow! Don't move around so as not to cause extra damage to Van ! ”

A.T. Kearney squeezed into the crowd and dismissed several of the players around him, and then, with the help of his assistants, quickly checked his body.

At this time, Fan Bizhuang, who had been flipped over and had been closing his eyes tightly, slowly opened his eyes and took a few heavy breaths, as if he had finally relieved himself.

He glanced at his teammates around him with worried faces, raised his hand and waved, "Don't worry, I'm fine." At least not a big problem. ”

This is not Fan Bi's disguised lies, he is very clear about his body, the moment he hit the pillar, his head was indeed dizzy, and he had a feeling that he was about to faint immediately, but after such a slowdown, his head was a lot clearer, but he was still a little dizzy.

However, for his words, his teammates obviously didn't believe it, and they still looked at him nervously and worriedly, and Fan Bizhuang looked at Kearney: "There is no discomfort in the body, but the head is a little dizzy." Also, my face seems to be bleeding and hurt......"

A.T. Kearney gave him a blank look, but the expression on his face was much more relaxed after the examination: "Of course it hurts, your eyebrow bone has been cracked, and half of your fingers are wounded, will it not hurt?" I'll admit, you're in luck, if you get a little closer to the corner of your eye, you're going to have a big problem with your right eye! ”

"In that case, I'm really lucky!" Fan Bizhuang grinned, not knowing if it was painful, or if he was holding back his laughter.

"You can still laugh!" Kearney glared at him fiercely and admonished, "Don't do such a dangerous thing in the future, just a goal, there will be opportunities in the future, don't gamble your entire career because of one opportunity!" ”

The tone was stern, but Van Bizhuang understood that it was Kearney's concern for him, and smiled at him gratefully.

A.T. Kearney stood up and waved his hand, and a staff member had already come over with a stretcher, ready to carry Fan Bizhuang up, but Fan Bizhuang refused, and with the support of the team doctor, he slowly stood up and walked slowly to the sidelines.

"Van stands up! Thank God, this proves that Fan's injuries shouldn't be too serious! ”

His face was still covered with blood, and the team doctor covered him with gauze...... Villarreal should be about to make substitution adjustments, and in a situation like Fan, he should not be able to continue to play the game! ”

"Whether he returns to the pitch again in this game, I have to give a shout-out to him, this is a real man! A true fighter! With his spirit and will, he won the respect of everyone! ”

The scene once again resounded with fierce applause and cheers, which was another expression of respect by the fans to Fan Bizhuang.

Mr. Ruben greeted him, paying concerned attention to Van Bizhuang for a long time, and then looked at A.T. Kearney.

"It's all right, Kearney?"

"There was a big cut in his eyebrow bone, and I could help him stop the bleeding temporarily. As for this...... "A.T. Kearney pointed to his head, "there could be a concussion, and to what extent it would have to be found out in the hospital for a full examination." ”

"But overall, this kid is lucky."

A.T. Kearney's tone was a little relaxed, and Mr. Ruben was also relieved, glanced at Fan Bizhuang, who was being bandaged by the team doctor to stop the bleeding, patted him on the shoulder, and then turned around, ready to call the warm-up substitute players back.

"Wait......"

Fan Bizhuang's figure suddenly sounded behind him, and Mr. Ruben turned his head to see Fan Bizhuang looking at him with a strange expression.

"Mr. Reuben, you don't want to replace me, do you?"

Mr. Reuben's eyes widened, the expression on his face was even more strange than Fan Bizhuang's, and his voice involuntarily raised, "Could it be that you still want to continue to insist on the game?" ”

"Why not?" Fan Bizhuang nodded seriously, "I can feel that there is nothing wrong with my body, and this cloth on my head will not disturb me!" Believe me, I've never felt like I'm in such good shape and I feel like I can still score! So, I want to keep racing! ”

Fan Bizhuang is full of confidence and fighting spirit, he has such a firm feeling in his heart, after that layer of window paper pierced, he firmly believes that his state and his goal luck are all back!

He's really going to score again! Play well again!

Mr. Ruben gave him a helpless look, but his face turned to A.T. Kearney: "Is that okay?" ”

"As a team doctor, my advice, of course, is to replace Fan." A.T. Kearney spread his hands and then added, "But there is really nothing wrong with his body except for the wound on his brow bone - and most importantly, Reuben, can you beat this boy?" ”

“……”

Mr. Ruben was speechless, and could only smile wryly and shake his head.

A few minutes later, Fan Bizhuang stood on the sidelines again, and the commentators and fans were all stunned, and then the overwhelming cheers rang out again, louder and louder than ever.

"Fan! Fan!! Fan!!! ”

Once again, this brave and strong man stood on the sidelines! He's going to keep playing! He's going to keep fighting! ”

"Zhuang-Bi-Fan! This is a real man! Real pure masters! ”

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After seeing Van Bizhuang standing on the sidelines again with a thick white gauze on his head, Pellegrini's heart finally fell to the ground.

Since he was able to get back on his feet, it proves that Fan Bizhuang did not have any problems.

But soon, Pellegrini couldn't help but stand up and curse.

"Damn it!"

"Bastard!"

"What are the two bastards Ruben and Kearney doing?! Fan has already had an accident, why keep him on the field! Don't they know that this is dangerous behavior? Jerk Off Asshole Jerk Jerk !! ”

Roaring and shouting out three bastards, Pellegrini collapsed on the couch with grinning: "My feet...... Painful ......"

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Beijing, China. In a very large estate on the outskirts of the city.

Fan Lao and Lin Lao's family were sitting in front of the TV.

When they saw Fan Bizhuang prostrate on the ground, his face covered in blood, the three old men almost clenched their hearts at the same time, and Mrs. Lin continued to shed tears.

And when Fan Bizhuang stood on the sidelines with gauze wrapped around his head, Fan Lao and Lin Lao stood up with their chairs almost at the same time.

"Good! It is worthy of the species of my Lin family, it is bloody! ”

"The men of my Fan family should be like this, brave and fearless! Real men! Pure gentlemen! Balls! ”

Two voices appeared almost at the same time, one said that it was the species of the Lin family, and the other said that it was the bloodline of the Fan family, and the two elderly men did not let anyone, looked at each other and glared at each other fiercely, and then sat down.

Old Madam Lin was still crying: "Why do you want to kick this thing, how dangerous it is, what can I do if it hurts?" ”

Seeing the bloody scene of her grandson on TV, the old lady's breathing almost stopped, and when her grandson reappeared unharmed, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she still expressed her dissatisfaction with her grandson's choice of this profession.

Whether it is the Lin family or the Fan family, they are the most powerful big families in China, and they can't be happy for a lifetime if they do any work. Even if you don't do anything, you can gnaw on the old for ten lifetimes, where can you still use it to grab things from others, not only is it difficult to rob, but it is also easy to get injured and bleed.

In the old lady's opinion, the football game is to grab things, or a large group of people to rob, although she does not understand football, but she thinks that this sport is too dangerous, bumps, and will often be kicked to the ground, which really makes her very worried.

"Women, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, make people laugh!"

Lin Lao scolded his wife dissatisfied, and in response to him was a pain in his waist, and Mrs. Lin twisted him fiercely, grinning the majestic and stubborn old man in front of people.

"I said in-laws, I heard that there are many people in our country who are playing this ...... What kind of ball, you see, why don't you buy all these things and let our Zhuang'er come back and kick them, okay? ”

The old lady's suggestion is simple and pure, that is, if you want your grandson to be by your side, doesn't your grandson like this profession, then buy all the teams in the country and let your grandson have fun alone.

“……”

Fan Lao couldn't cry or laugh, can this domestic league be compared with foreign ones? The two are not at the same level at all, okay? Even if he has the money and can monopolize the domestic league and let Fan Bizhuang play as much as he wants, the question is, with Fan Bizhuang's current fame and influence in Villarreal, will he be willing to return to play in the Chinese league?

Isn't this!

But......

"It's possible to invest in European football clubs......

Fan Lao suddenly had an idea in his heart, but he didn't express it, pointed to the TV and said, "Don't talk about this, watch TV, watch Zhuang'er." ”