The match caused quite a stir in Lombardy.

Although Descartes has been equally outstanding in previous games, his stats have been seen as occasional bright spots in the dark as the team has never been able to win.

It wasn't until this game that the weak Pavia Juniors overturned a giant like Milan that people finally rediscovered the strength of this team.

At this time, they looked through the previous games of the Pavia team, and it suddenly dawned: Oh, it turns out that when their offensive core is on the field, they are so powerful!

It is not surprising that everyone did not know before, because it is unlikely that there will be too many spectators to watch the game of the junior team, so everyone does not know much about the process of the game and the situation on the spot, and only the matches of strong teams like Milan or Inter junior will attract more attention.

And in front of everyone's eyes, the Milan youth team, which has not conceded a goal since the beginning of the league, was poured into three goals, and lost a game that was originally thought to be nine out of ten 1:3.

This has aroused the interest of the local media in the city of Milan.

So they began to inquire into the details of the game, as well as the core of the Pavia Junior team, Descartes. The case of Mondillo.

Descartes finally became an instant hit in the entire Lombardy region, and even Juventus, who was far away in Turin, expressed interest in him.

This is the confrontation between the Italian cities of Milan and Turin.

Not only do they have the hottest national derby between Inter Milan and Juventus, but they will compete in all aspects.

How could Juventus not be interested in a young player who could pull down AC Milan's junior team almost single-handedly?

Although almost all the details about Descartes were reported in the media, including his illness, Juve sent their staff and asked Descartes to go with them to Turin for a trial.

Thalassemia certainly affects a player's body, but there are many types of thalassemia, and not all of them are incurable.

The physical examination report given by Milan is "hemoglobin structural abnormalities caused by the loss of globin chains", but the globin chain is also composed of four peptide chains: α, β, γ, and δ, and the cause of anemia is the formation of synthesis disorders due to the absence of these peptide chains, so thalassemia minor or major can also be distinguished according to the deletion of one or two gene peptide chains.

Turin has the best anemia hospital in Italy, Sangiovannibattista, so they are not worried about Descartes' physical condition, if they can exchange the small amount of money for the treatment of anemia for a supernova who has two of the first two nothing, they will all make money, right?

The trip to Turin also caused quite a stir in Descartes' home.

As a die-hard member of the Pavia club, Javier. The second-ranked team in Mondillo's mind is AC Milan, but now that his son wants to play for Milan's arch-rivals Juventus, Mr. Javier is full of entanglements.

However, the staff sent by Juventus soon convinced Mr. Javier with the excellent bait of "helping Descartes to cure his anemia", and for the sake of his son's health and future, Mr. Javier had to grit his teeth and send his son into the hands of the enemy.

Juventus quickly arranged for Descartes to have a medical exam, and like Milan, they would not risk the player's life to play in professional football, and would only allow the player to join the Juventus family if he was sure that he was fit to play.

However, the results of the medical examination were once again devastating to Descartes, and to the great disappointment of Juventus' administrators: Descartes' illness was β thalassemia, which was somewhere between severe and mild anemia.

This condition does not cause death, but it can cause a person's spleen to be mildly or moderately enlarged and bones to become brittle.

This is simply fatal for athletes, especially a football player!

Just imagine, on the fiercely contested football field, an intentional or unintentional tackle by the opponent can easily cause your leg bone to break, who would dare to let such a player play?

So Juventus managers had to send Descartes back to the small town of Pavia with regret, where they watched Descartes play, believing that his consciousness and sense of smell were definitely among the best among his peers, but his body was ......

Even Carlo Ancelotti, who was the manager of Juventus at the time, lamented Descartes: "If it weren't for such an illness, he would have been the next Gianni. Rivera. ”

It's a pity that before God opens a window for you, you always have to get used to closing the door with your surname.

The news of Descartes' "second return" by Juventus soon spread again, and even many media outlets in the Milan area reported on it.

This time he was no longer ridiculed, and almost everyone lamented it: it was a great loss for Italian football that such a talented superstar was destined to not be able to set foot in professional football.

However, regret does not help people to remember the name of Descartes for a long time, Italy may have many "superstars" popping up every day, maybe playing football, maybe basketball, maybe even swimming, track and field, Descartes is just a small millet in the sea, people quickly forget about this matter.

But Descartes will not forget, and neither will the people around him.

Descartes began to work harder, and he treated almost every day of training as if it were the last game of his life, never giving up until he was exhausted. And his surname became more and more silent, and he barely communicated with anyone except on the pitch except for Mr. Mancard, and he closed himself deeply, even looking at his teammates with envy and hostility.

His manic and almost self-defeating behavior deeply worried many who cared about him, and when Mr. Havel and his wife, after trying to persuade him to no avail, remembered the situation when Descartes first came out of his demons, and once again invited the innocent and lovely little girl Ann Jieli to their home.

It was still the soft little bed, still the cold moonlight, and Descartes was still lying quietly in the dark, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The little girl sat down beside his bed very gently, and asked with shyness and deep concern, "Brother Descartes, can I comfort you as I did last time?" ”

"Thank you." Descartes' voice was full of exhaustion and pent-up anger: "But I don't need anyone to care about me now, I'm fine." ”

"Brother Deska." The little girl said timidly: "But Uncle Javier, they said that you have been very unusual during this time, and you don't even smile, Ann Jieli is very worried, can I help you do something?" ”

"Angeli." Descartes' weak voice came from the darkness: "Am I useless, I can't become a professional footballer, and my dream will never be realized." ”

"Brother Deska, no!" The little girl raised her voice and encouraged him loudly: "You play so well, you will definitely become the best player!" As long as you don't give up, no one can stop you from playing! ”

A dull wry smile came from the bed: "Both Juventus and Milan have said that my body is not suitable for playing, how can I persevere?" ”

"Brother Deska." An Jieli puffed up her pink little face, and said with a serious face: "An Jieli dedicated her first kiss to you, how can you disappoint me?" You have to believe that no matter what others say, you will always be the best in Angeli's heart! ”

In the darkness, Descartes' eyes suddenly sparkled: "You're right, Angeli, no one can stop me from playing, as long as I can stay on the court for a second, I will continue to play!" My goal is to become Paul. How could a national hero like Rossi be defeated by a mere anemia? Angeli, I've decided, I'm going to keep playing! “

Angeli's sweet face was full of accomplishment, and she looked at Descartes and smiled happily: "That's right, Brother Descartes, besides me, there are also Monsieur Javier and Madame Mondillo, and Moncault, and they all care about you equally." You must cheer up and don't let them down! ”

"Monsieur Mancard......" Descartes began to mutter, since he returned to Pavia, Monsieur Mankaard did not seem to have taken the initiative to seek him, which is one of the reasons why he behaved almost to give up on himself, could it be that even Monsieur Mankaard had given up on him?

The answer, of course, is no.

The day after Descartes told himself to get back on his feet, when he arrived at the training ground, he saw Monsieur Mankaard hurrying into the field with a man.

"Descartes!" Mr. Mankaard beckoned Descartes to him and introduced him: "This is Aristotle. Mr. Moyer, who is an expert in blood disorders and a friend of mine, I have brought him to help you with your anemia, and I say hello to Mr. Aristotle. ”

"Cure my anemia?" Descartes was stunned for a moment, looked excitedly at the doctor with a great name, and asked tremblingly, "Mr. Aristotle, can you really cure me?" ”

Aristotle responded with a warm smile: "That's not necessarily a child, although I am a professional in the treatment of blood diseases, but some diseases cannot be completely cured with our current medical technology, all I can do is to try to help you slow down your condition, so that you can run like a normal person." ”

"That's enough, Mr. Aristotle, as long as I can play, I'll be satisfied!" Descartes' heart was full of excitement, and his eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"Don't worry about the child." Mr. Aristotle still said patiently: "For a disease like yours, I am not completely sure, we have a new drug, but it is still in the clinical trial stage, so I dare not promise you anything, I can only say that I will try my best to cure you, but the results may excite us, or may disappoint you, are you willing to try?" ”

"Of course!" Without hesitation, Descartes said, "I want to prove to everyone that I will not leave the court!" ”

"Good." Mr. Aristotle's eyes were full of appreciation, and he said happily: "As long as you don't give up, we will do everything to keep you on the field." ”

Descartes nodded vigorously, turned his gaze to Mr. Mancard, and bowed gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Mancard, I thought you had decided to give up on me, and I would like to apologize to you sincerely." ”

Monsieur Mankaard laughed twice, touched his head and said emotionally: "Descartes, don't give up on yourself, as long as you are willing to persevere, we will always be with you until the day when your dream is realized." ”

A thin warm current flowed through Descartes's heart, and he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be such a line in a Chinese movie: I have waited for three years, just to wait for an opportunity, I want to fight for a breath, not to prove that I am great, I just want to tell people that what I have lost, I must get it back!