[Breaking news: Zhang Qinghuan ended training early and was suspected of being injured!]
Sun Juan, who had a big belly, was lying on the zero-gravity sofa and browsing her mobile phone. Suddenly, she saw such a message popping up at the top of the screen of her mobile phone.
She suddenly felt her heart stop beating.
Then I don’t know how long it took, maybe half a second, maybe two seconds.
Then she took a deep breath as if she was suddenly breathing again from a suffocated state.
At this time, the notification on the screen had disappeared, and it was still the page she had just seen. Everything was as normal, as if the bad news had never appeared.
Is it my own illusion?
Sun Juan felt lucky and opened the notification bar on her phone.
[Breaking news: Zhang Qinghuan ended training early and is suspected of being injured!]
The bad news just lay there quietly.
Sun Juan had almost no doubts and believed that the information was not false.
Because since her husband returned from injury, she has been worried that her husband's knee injury will relapse.
It was like there was a sword of Damocles hanging in her heart.
Now this bad news confirms all her previous worries.
After coming back to her senses, Sun Juan used trembling hands to search for her husband on WeChat.
She finally came to her senses and felt that she couldn't just read news reports about this matter, she had to find someone to verify it.
Who can I ask for confirmation?
Of course, we are looking for the person involved, her husband.
The reason why she chose to use WeChat instead of calling was because she wanted to confirm via video.
Sun Juan, who was a little nervous, even clicked the wrong button for the first time and clicked "video call" instead of "voice call".
While waiting to be connected, she heard the WeChat video ringtone, and her heart seemed to be beating at the same frequency as the ringtone, making her somewhat short of breath.
She even imagined that her husband deliberately refused to answer her video calls in order to hide his injury...
Fortunately, the video call was quickly connected, otherwise in Sun Juan's mind, who knows where the plot would develop.
Zhang Qinghuan appeared on the screen.
"Juan'er?" He was a little surprised when he saw his wife.
"I saw the news..." Sun Juan saw her husband and couldn't wait to ask straight to the point, "So is it true? Are you injured?"
Zhang Qinghuan on the other side of the screen tilted his head slightly, as if it was difficult to speak.
Seeing him like this, Sun Juan became even more anxious and asked: "Speak!"
Zhang Qinghuan nodded: "So... yes..."
Then the wife on the screen of his mobile phone seemed to be stuck in the network, motionless and making no sound.
Seeing this, Zhang Qinghuan clicked his tongue: "Let me just say it...those media are just as willing to listen to the wind as they are, and they will do anything to grab the news. I am indeed injured, but the situation is not as bad as you think..."
Sun Juan did not continue to listen to his explanation and asked: "Or the right knee?"
"...I just felt a little pain in my knee during training. To be conservative, I didn't continue training..."
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"...It's really not a big deal...Oh, don't worry, take good care of the baby, do you hear me? If it was really a serious injury, I would definitely contact you as soon as possible. You see, I didn't tell you, which means I
I didn’t even take it seriously... Okay, okay, don’t worry, it’s okay, I know it in my heart... If it was really a serious injury, I would definitely look uglier than you now... If it was really that serious
, do you think I can still stay in the national team? I must have withdrawn from the World Cup..."
After training, all the Chinese team players who returned to the hotel went straight to Brother Huan's room. Before they could reach the door, they heard Brother Huan's humble voice coming from the room with the door open.
Everyone stopped one after another and communicated with their eyes:
Brother Huan is talking to Sister Huan on the phone?
Let’s not go in at this time, right?
Yes, yes, how embarrassing would it be to crash?
Ouch, fuck me? Hu Lai, what are you doing...
While they were flirting with each other, Hu Lai had already rushed in.
Then Wang Guangwei and the others heard Hu Lai shouting inside: "Brother Huan, you...eh? Ah...where's the video with Huan's wife? Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...have I disturbed you? It's okay, you continue...
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Then I heard Hu Lai's voice getting louder: "Let's go, ah, let's go! Brother Huan is showing off his affection here! What's good about the dog food? Let's go, let's go!"
A group of people outside looked at each other in confusion, wondering where Hu Lai was singing.
Until I heard Brother Huan shout angrily: "Hu Lai, what the hell!"
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Through the video on her mobile phone, Sun Juan saw her husband turning his head and angrily scolding Hu Lai, and when he said that classic line, Hu Lai was still smiling playfully and enjoying it very much.
Although the husband was scolding, he was smiling again.
So she finally believed what her husband said before. It seemed that the injury was indeed not a serious one. Otherwise, how could they still have the time to joke around?
And now that Hu Lai and the others are back, it is definitely impossible for me to continue video chatting with my husband, and I am really embarrassed to let so many people see it...
She also greeted Hu Lai politely: "Hu Lai, have you finished training? I'm fine. I just want to confirm with your brother Huan."
Then she turned to Zhang Qinghuan: "Then you have a good rest, and don't worry about me. My two mothers are taking care of me. I'm fine."
That's how the call ended.
At the end of the video, the playful smile on Hu Lai's face disappeared. He turned his attention to the ice pack on Zhang Qinghuan's right knee, and his voice became more serious: "How is it? What's going on?"
The expression on Zhang Qinghuan's face also calmed down: "It's that ball. I was going to shake Xiao Cai's ball, but when I supported my body with my right foot, I felt a little pain in my knee, so I didn't dare to move it. Then just to be on the safe side..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw behind Hu Lai and at the door of his room, a large group of people poured in, quickly filling his room.
Everyone just looked at him and asked eagerly:
"Holy shit, why did you put an ice pack on it?"
"Brother Huan, are you okay?"
"Brother Huan, how do you feel?"
"Brother Huan..."
Among them, Cai Shuyi, who was just mentioned, stood up and said uneasily: "Brother Huan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."
Zhang Qinghuan was amused: "What's the matter with you? We haven't had any physical contact, and you used the Force to hurt me?"
Then he waved his hand and said to his teammates: "I'm fine, I just feel some pain in my knee. I don't dare to continue practicing for safety reasons. This ice pack is also for safety reasons. As I get older, I am more timid..."
He also made fun of himself, asking everyone to look less solemn, as if they were attending his farewell ceremony.
"What did the coach say?" Wang Guangwei asked.
"Let me rest first and then observe. I feel that if my knee doesn't hurt when I wake up tomorrow, it may be fine."
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"The players seem to have gone to find Qing Huan."
When assistant coach Ding Gaoyi came to Qin Lin's room, he reported the situation to him.
Qin Lin was communicating with Yuan Bo about Zhang Qinghuan's injury. When he heard the news, he first nodded to Ding Gaoyi, then turned to Yuan Bo and continued to ask: "Old Yuan, what are the results of your examination?"
"I scanned it with a machine, and there was no fluid in my knee." Yuan Bo first gave Qin Lin some good news, and then changed the topic, "But now I'm not sure whether it's a ligament or muscle problem. It's indeed pain, and it's not accidental.
Yes. You can feel pain as long as you exert force."
Ding Gaoyi said: "It should be the moment when he knocked Cai Shuyi down with a fake shot. His whole body weight was on his injured right knee. He suffered too much pressure at that moment..."
Qin Lin clicked his tongue.
He was filled with joy when he saw Zhang Qinghuan swaying before.
As a result, Zhang Qinghuan was injured due to this blow.
I felt mixed for a while and didn't know what to say.
He asked Yuan Bo again: "Old Yuan, what is your opinion?"
Yuan Bo said: "My opinion is that Zhang Qinghuan will definitely not be able to participate in tomorrow's training. What he needs now is to recuperate, completely recuperate. Now it is like finding a crack in the wall when driving a nail, and he must not continue to hammer in it.
Otherwise, the entire wall will probably have problems.”
Ding Gaoyi whispered: "If you can't train tomorrow, you won't be able to play in the game the day after tomorrow!"
Yuan Bo glanced at him: "Actually, I mean, don't consider the possibility of him playing in the semifinals."
Now Ding Gaoyi and Qin Lin were silent.
It took a lot of effort to see Zhang Qinghuan show the qualities they wanted in training, but as a result, he was unable to play in the semifinals due to injury.
But in their plan, Zhang Qinghuan, who has recovered his spiritual energy, is indeed very important to this semi-final!
Finally, it was Qin Lin, the head coach, who broke the silence:
