As soon as Hu Lai returned to the locker room, Wang Guangwei came up and asked softly: "How was it? What did Director Zhao say?"
Thinking of Director Zhao's special instructions, Hu Lai really couldn't tell Wang Guangwei, so he could only frown and said to Wang Guangwei with a gloomy expression: "Director Zhao didn't let me say..."
Seeing his expression and listening to what he said, Wang Guangwei had a bad guess: "Is the situation very bad?"
If Zhang Qinghuan's injury is not a big deal, then why didn't the head coach let Hu Lai say it? Why did Hu Lai look so sad?
Hu Lai shook his head: "Don't ask, Lao Wang, I really can't tell. If I tell, Director Zhao will send me to the reserve team..."
Wang Guangwei nodded: "Okay, I understand."
He did not continue to question Hu Lai because it would embarrass Hu Lai.
But he had already guessed that Zhang Qinghuan's situation was probably very, very bad...
This season should be cancelled, right?
After Qin Lin, Zhang Qinghuan was seriously injured and scrapped. How will he play in the next few games?
Seeing that Wang Guangwei really stopped asking questions, Hu Lai breathed a sigh of relief, and then went to the locker in the dressing room to start changing clothes.
At the same time, he was also thinking about how Zhang Qinghuan would react when he heard that he was forced to retire... It was a pity that he couldn't watch it in person...
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Yang Hua looked at the two people in the office with confusion - club general manager Dong Wen and team coach Zhao Kangming.
In the morning, he received a call from Zhao Kangming, who told him not to tell Zhang Qinghuan the diagnosis results until they arrived.
At that time, he was still surprised. It was just a simple ankle sprain, and the injury could be cured by resting for half a month. Was it necessary to wait for the general manager of the club and the head coach of the first team to arrive before telling the players?
A bit of a fuss, right?
If he hadn't come to the conclusion after watching the film himself, he would really doubt whether it was a misdiagnosis. Because a month ago, when Qin Lin was injured and the injury was announced to the players, the club's general manager and first-team head coach were both present.
So this battle made Yang Hua wonder if Zhang Qinghuan was also reimbursed for the season...
But how is that possible? He watched the film himself, several times, for fear of seeing it wrong and drawing the wrong conclusion.
What Zhao Kangming said next made Yang Hua feel that there was something abnormal in this world.
"Lao Yang, the three of us will go together later to inform Zhang Qinghuan of his injury..."
Yang Hua nodded.
"Then you tell him that his ligaments were ruptured and his ankle was fractured..."
Yang Hua finally couldn't hold it back and interrupted Zhao Kangming: "Director Zhao, do you know what you are talking about? The ankle ligament is ruptured, the ankle is fractured... this is basically useless!"
"That's right!" Zhao Kangming nodded vigorously.
"ah?"
"You also have to tell him that the only way to treat it is surgery, but even after surgery there is no guarantee that he will recover. His injured foot will basically not be able to adapt to the high-intensity professional game load, and the chance of getting injured again is very, very high.
, if the same part is injured again, he will have to be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life."
Yang Hua suddenly changed his color: "Are you kidding?! Director Zhao! This is not true. You are destroying a player's hope and confidence by saying this!"
"We just want to destroy his hope and confidence." Dong Wen, who had been silent next to him, spoke up.
Yang Hua turned around and looked in surprise at Manager Dong, whom he had worked with for many years.
"Oh, that's it...actually it's like this..." Dong Wen sighed and repeated what Zhao Kangming said to him in the head coach's office in front of Yang Hua.
After listening to Dong Wen's story, Yang Hua was stunned for a while, then he sat down again, leaning on the table, rubbing his temples and asked: "So you want to put on a play to stimulate Zhang Qinghuan and make him turn around?"
"Yes." Zhao Kangming said, "There is nothing we can do. If the normal method had worked, we would have used it long ago. Isn't this really the case?"
As the club's team doctor, Yang Hua naturally knew about Zhang Qinghuan's situation. He shook his head: "I didn't expect you, Director Zhao, haven't given up on Zhang Qinghuan yet..."
Zhao Kangming wanted to say that it wasn't me who didn't give up, but one of his teammates who still wasn't willing to give up... But he didn't say it out loud. Some things were too troublesome to explain. He just said noncommittally: "Doctor Yang, you are the best among them."
What’s important is that you are the authority in this area, so Zhang Qinghuan won’t doubt it if you say it will work best.”
Yang Hua pondered for a long time and then asked: "What about the media? How should the media deal with it? Zhang Qinghuan's injury will definitely attract the attention of the media. We can deceive Zhang Qinghuan, but we can't deceive all the media, right?"
"We have already told reporter Chen the whole story, and he has also expressed support and will help us deal with his colleagues. As for online public opinion... ignore them and let them guess on their own." Dong Wen explained. "This
This speculation may also help deepen Zhang Qinghuan's trust in his situation."
"It seems that you are well prepared...but how can you guarantee that this will be successful?"
"We can't guarantee that this will be successful. If it doesn't succeed, the club will not buy him out and let him go back to where he came from." When Zhao Kangming said this, he looked at Dong Wen.
Dong Wen nodded in agreement.
"But it's always worth a try. If it succeeds, we can sign a super talent with five million. If it doesn't succeed, the club won't lose anything."
Yang Hua was convinced and stood up: "Okay, I will accompany you in this play. If I can really save a genius for Flashing Star..."
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Zhang Qinghuan was lying on the hospital bed. A trainee nurse had just helped him raise the bed. He smiled and said thank you and ran out with a blush on his face.
However, Zhang Qinghuan had no intention of teasing the other person at this time. He turned to look at the window. All the curtains were tightly closed, except for the curtain of the first window next to the bed, which was opened a crack by the nurse.
This gap was caused when he had no time to stop it. The bright sunlight penetrated through this gap, extended from the window to the bed, and then reflected on the opposite wall, as if cutting the dark ward open.
Divided into two.
His eyes were attracted by this golden strip of light.
It's too dazzling.
But he couldn't reach the curtains and couldn't close them.
The little nurse just now ran too fast. Before she could ask for help, she ran out and couldn't stop shouting.
I don't know since when, he likes to keep the curtains tightly closed in the room he is in, and doesn't like the feeling of sunlight filling the room.
The luxury apartment he rented had better lighting than this ward, and the view was unparalleled, but he never opened those airtight curtains - he would rather turn on all the lights in the room than enjoy nature
Sunlight.
Just when Zhang Qinghuan felt depressed facing the golden thread shining on his body, the ward door was pushed open.
Three people walked in, namely Doctor Yang, Director Zhao and Manager Dong.
The team's doctor, head coach and general manager all came, and Zhang Qinghuan was a little surprised.
As soon as he entered the door, Yang Hua also noticed the light that divided the room. He frowned and walked to the bed to open the curtains.
Zhang Qinghuan stopped him in time and asked to close the curtains.
Yang Hua glanced at Zhang Qinghuan and finally followed his request.
There was only the light of the bedside lamp in the room, which became quite dim. But Zhang Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief deep in his heart.
Yang Hua didn't turn on the headlights. In fact, such a dim environment was good for him, because Zhang Qinghuan couldn't clearly see the unnatural expression on his face...
But he didn't speak immediately because he didn't know what to say yet.
Dong Wen and Zhao Kangming stood half a body behind him and did not speak.
The three people just looked at Zhang Qinghuan.
Zhang Qinghuan also looked at the three of them, and the doubts in his heart grew bigger and bigger - why did this scene remind him of the scene of "saying goodbye to the body"?
"Um...Dr. Yang, have my test results come out?" he asked cautiously.
Yang Hua nodded, but still didn't speak.
"The result is not good?" Zhang Qinghuan hesitated and asked again.
Maybe he will be reimbursed for the season? Just like Brother Lin... He felt a little regretful and unwilling. He finally performed well in the game, but in the end he was reimbursed for the season. I don’t know if Brother Xu can still do this.
Can you find a suitable Chinese Super League team to accept you...
I hope that assist can help Brother Xu prove to others that I, Zhang Qinghuan, am still the same genius...
"Well, Zhang Qinghuan, before I tell you about my injury, I hope you can stay calm and patient, and listen to what I have to say..." Yang Hua said in a low tone.
The expression on Zhang Qinghuan's face also became serious.
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"Juan'er, did Zhang Qinghuan bully you?" In the nurse's station in the middle of the corridor, Sun Juan had been blushing and a little distracted after she came out of Zhang Qinghuan's ward, which attracted the attention of other nurses.
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Sun Juan shook her head quickly and swung her ponytail: "No, no... He just said thank you to me..."
"Then why are you like this?"
"Let me tell you, don't be deceived by that man's appearance. He is a scumbag!"
"That's right, it's said that he changes his girlfriend every week..."
"What kind of girlfriend? They're just the ones he hooked up with in nightclubs and bars! When you get tired of it, just find another one!"
"Did you notice the dark circles under his eyes? That's proof of overindulgence!"
"No wonder the performance on the field was not good, it turned out that they were all emptied on the bed..."
"Hollow radish!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The nurses started talking and making fun of Zhang Qinghuan.
Sun Juan defended herself in a low voice: "But he looks very gentle..."
"Juan'er, aren't you? You're not really fascinated by him, are you?"
"Oh my god, wake up quickly!" Someone grabbed her shoulders and shook her hard.
"Let me tell you, this is the important characteristic of a scumbag! If he is not gentle and doesn't charm you, how can he scumbag you? So don't think that he is gentle, because he will be so cold when he kicks you out.
…”
"I heard people say this about him on the Internet, saying, 'I would rather believe that a sow can climb a tree than that Mr. Qinghuan can be a good man.' Juan'er, listen to it, listen to it..."
Sun Juan recalled the scene where Zhang Qinghuan smiled and said "thank you" to her. Of course she had heard of the rumors on the Internet, but after meeting the real person today, it was really difficult for her to describe the "Mr. Qinghuan" described by the rumors on the Internet.
"Connected with the handsome and gentle young man in front of me.
Especially when she opened the door and saw him for the first time, the melancholy in his eyes immediately hit her heart.
Maybe the sisters are right, this man is indeed a scumbag.
But why does everyone know this, yet so many women rush to it like moths to a flame?
Or maybe those people are just like the sisters said, they are just superficial women who love vanity and are greedy for pleasure...
The little nurse frowned, unable to figure out the twists and turns behind this.
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"You...what did you say?"
Unknowingly, Zhang Qinghuan, who was sitting on the hospital bed, had straightened his back, raised his head slightly, and looked at Yang Hua with wide eyes.
"This is the fact. It doesn't mean that you must not play football, but it just means that if you want to play, you will bear huge risks... The existing treatment methods cannot guarantee that you will return to the court after the operation without risk... It is not even a game.
You may get injured again during training. In other words, your left foot...basically loses its function of kicking..."
Yang Hua finished his words with some difficulty. Within his professional knowledge, it was not difficult to say such words. What was difficult was to make something out of nothing. Because of his guilty conscience, he almost lost his temper several times while speaking. Originally,
It was a very skillful way of speaking in a choppy and stumbling manner.
But in Zhao Kangming's eyes, Yang Hua's confusing words might be more effective...
He turned his attention to Zhang Qinghuan sitting on the bed.
The young man had "shock" written all over his face.
This is indeed a result that shocked Zhang Qinghuan.
He originally thought that the worst he could do was to end the season. After a few months of training, he would be able to return to the court in full swing next season.
Who would have thought that in the face of the real results, season reimbursement is not worth mentioning!
His injury was going to end his career!
"Why... why is this happening? This is impossible... this is impossible!" Zhang Qinghuan became more and more excited as she spoke, and in the end she just yelled.
Faced with his questioning, Yang Hua didn't know what to say. Of course he could give an explanation from a professional point of view, but he had already said everything he needed to say. Zhang Qinghuan still didn't believe it, so what else could he say?
Show him the film? That won't work... The truth will be revealed as soon as the film is taken out, because there is nothing wrong with Zhang Qinghuan's ankle ligaments on the film.
He turned back to look at Zhao Kangming and Dong Wen, looking at them for help.
In his eyes asking for help, Dong Wen did not respond.
Finally, Zhao Kangming stood up and said, "How is this impossible? Don't you know what your body has become due to your unrestrained indulgence in the past few years, Zhang Qinghuan?"
Zhang Qinghuan, who was still very angry and excited, suddenly froze when he heard Zhao Kangming's words.
Seeing Zhang Qinghuan's reaction, Zhao Kangming knew that he had made the right bet.
Zhang Qinghuan must also be very aware of the reasons for the difference in his performance before and after yesterday's game.
So he decided to strike while the iron is hot and cook from raw rice: "Yes, your sense of ball and consciousness are still there, but your body has turned into a piece of rotten wood! No one can tell when you put it there, but
As soon as you play the game, everything will be revealed! Football is very honest, Zhang Qinghuan. How much you pay in normal times will be how much you gain in the game. If you don’t pay in normal times and keep overdrawing, you will have to pay it back in the end! In three years, you
How many three years can a career last? You worked hard to overdraw for three years, and the price is your entire future career! Do you still want to play football? You have no ball to play!!"
Hearing Zhao Kangming reprimanding Zhang Qinghuan sternly, Yang Hua couldn't help but turn his head and look at the team coach.
In his impression, Zhao Kangming is a very kind head coach who rarely speaks harshly, has a kind attitude and always has a smile on his face.
I didn't expect that he also had such a stern side.
Zhang Qinghuan looked at the head coach blankly, feeling that Director Zhao had become extremely strange.
After Zhao Kangming finished speaking, he sighed again, and his voice became a little tired: "But you don't have to pay too much attention to this matter. You don't want to play football anyway. Now that you are retiring, it is still a good thing for you. In the end,
At least...you are free."
He spread his hands and looked at Zhang Qinghuan.
"You can go to bars or nightclubs until midnight, and you don't have to worry about training tomorrow morning. You don't have to pretend to do errands on the training ground. You can drink as much as you want, and it doesn't matter if you change women one day.
No one cares about you, it's up to you. You no longer have to bear the pressure of being a 'super genius', you don't have to face the abuse of fans, you don't have to pay attention to the ridicule and accusations of the media... In your twenties
When you were three years old, you were able to enjoy your retirement life so happily. Anyway, you have made a lot of money over the years, and the money you earned is enough for you to live your whole life. How wonderful, to be honest, I envy you."
After saying that, Zhao Kangming suddenly turned around and left, no longer staying.
Neither Dong Wen nor Yang Hua expected him to do this.
After hesitating for a while, the two people quickly followed out - after all, they stayed and let them face Zhang Qinghuan who was still in the dark. If Zhang Qinghuan asked them questions or did something beyond their expectations, they would really be in danger.
I don’t know how to deal with it...it’s better to just walk away.
They thought that Zhao Kangming might have the same idea as them, so they left suddenly.
The three people opened the door and walked out, and Zhang Qinghuan was the only one left in the ward.