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Chapter 92 The Pause of Miracles

"Beep!" came the rapid whistle.

After completing an unreasonable shovel, Joey Barton got up from the ground, and even complained to the referee with a smile, "This Chinese is famous for his flops!"

But the referee who ran over immediately realized that something was wrong. No. 38 Best on the ground was motionless, not even moaning...

Santa Cruz covered his face and dared not look at it, but the experienced Dunn immediately waved to the sidelines and asked the medical team to enter the field immediately.
"Let's watch in slow motion..." Mortensen watched the replay carefully.

Sun Wu wanted to smash the ball to get rid of Steven Tyler, but before he finished the action, Joey Barton, who was flying behind him, kicked with both feet, one kick hit the ankle of Sun Wu's supporting foot, and the other kicked Hit Sun Wu's knee.

And Steven Taylor's tackle was aimed at Sun Wu's body, but he accidentally kicked the other side of Sun Wu's supporting foot...

"Absolute red card action." Mortensen said loudly: "I said it long ago, Alan Shearer can't stop Joey Barton, this is a serious foul that will ruin Best!"

The situation on the field suddenly became uncontrollable for the referee. Peterson, Emerton, and Nelson rushed towards Joey Button, who had already received a red card. From the initial quarrel to pushing and shoving, finally Start directly.

Sun Wu, who was carried to the sidelines on a stretcher, finally woke up, forced a smile and said, "Fleet, how are you?"

"Don't talk." Fleet gestured to the staff behind him to call for an ambulance, and then told the assistant to get the oxygen cylinder.

Standing aside, Mark Hughes' face was as deep as water, and he asked silently with his eyes.

The staff had already left the field on a stretcher. Fleet shook his head and said: "The situation is very bad, very bad, ankles, knees...need to do an MRI to know, and the back of the head was hit... at least don't think about it this year. "

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The shouts in the stands almost made people think that there was an earthquake on the stadium. There were players on the lawn who fell to the ground covering their faces with their hands, and there were also players running wildly and throwing their fists in celebration.

Sun Wu opened his eyes and looked carefully, but he couldn't see the faces of the players who were celebrating, and he couldn't even distinguish the color of the jerseys.

Listening carefully, a loud singing sound came.

"Go ahead, Best!"

"Go ahead, Best!"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind, "Best, the podium has been set up, hurry up!"

"Our Big Ear Cup, unbelievable game!"

It seems to be the voice of Pique, and Ronaldo, and Busquets...

Sun Wu wanted to turn around, but found that his neck could not be twisted, and he exerted all his strength...

"Finally woke up, I was scared to death!" Sun Fei Lihua beside the hospital bed was raining, her face was full of worry.

"Water, water..."

"Moisturize your throat, don't drink too much, the doctor told you." Sun Fei quickly picked up the cup to help Sun Wu up, "Dad is here, and Uncle Patrick..."

The door was pushed open, Sun Haoyang and Patrick walked in, the serious look on their faces made Sun Wu's heart tighten.

"Best, Best!" Christine actually came too, rushing forward to hug Sun Wu without hesitation.

"Christine, you go out first, and so does Ao Dai."

"By the way, why are you going to bring Xitong back? Anyway, it's useful." Sun Wu tried his best to keep the smile on his face calm.

Patrick pushed both girls out and moved two chairs to sit by the bed.

Sun Wu smiled and asked: "Could it be that during the examination, I was found to be suffering from some terminal illness?"

"That's not enough." Sun Haoyang tugged at the corner of his mouth, "But...the injury is a bit serious this time."

"Just raise it." It was the first time that Sun Wu saw his father face to face in this life. He was a gentle and gentle middle-aged man. It was hard to imagine his mad love for football.

"It's not a question of raising." Patrick asked in a low voice: "Did your knees feel a little uncomfortable recently?"

"One thing, when doing dribbling training..." Sun Wu replied hesitantly.

Patrick simply said the answer, "The cruciate ligament is torn, and because of the tackle a few days ago, the patellar tendon in the knee ruptured, causing all 4 ligaments in the knee to rupture. You should know Ronaldo..."

Sun Wu's lips trembled. For football players, the term cruciate ligament tear is lethal... Ronaldo, who was once regarded as the successor to the world champion, can only become one of the best strikers, not the best. good one.

Patrick added: "In a sense, you're a little bit more injured than Ronaldo..."

Worse than Ronaldo's injury... Sun Wu lowered his head helplessly.

"In general, long hours of high-intensity training, and then this serious foul, led to..." Patrick couldn't continue.

He started dreaming about football at the age of 11. After six years of mediocrity, he became famous in his debut game at the age of 17. After just a few months, he entered the shortlist for the Golden Boy Awards, but at this moment, bad luck suddenly came.

"In addition, the ankle was severely dislocated due to compression, and the fibula was fractured..." Sun Haoyang said with difficulty: "We discussed it with the hospital for a long time..."

What else could it be?
Of course it is to leave the stadium and live an ordinary life.

Neither Sun Haoyang nor Patrick continued.

But Sun Wu did not give up, he was still waiting, waiting for a hope.

The long silence made the atmosphere in the ward extremely depressing, until Fei Sun and Christine brought Erha here.

"Xitong, Xitong!" Sun Wu stared at Erha and called a few times, then raised his head and asked, "Is it dumb?"

"It's been like this since the day you were injured." Fei Sun replied dryly, "You can eat and sleep, but you hardly cry..."

"Xitong, don't pretend to be dead!" Sun Wu casually picked up something on the head of the bed and threw it at it.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." came from Erha's mouth.

Others only heard the husky's cry, but it was different in Sun Wu's ears.

What he heard was: "Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka..."

Is this a dead machine?
Christine, who was taken aback, asked curiously with teary eyes: "Best, what did you ask me to bring it here for?"

Sun Wu's face was pale, and he said with a miserable smile: "I want to eat dog meat..."

Patrick and Sun Haoyang looked at each other, both a little worried, maybe Best suffered a serious blow and lost his mind, right?
"Best, actually..."

"It's okay, Uncle Patrick, don't worry..."

"But listen to me, life actually..."

"Life is not all about football." Sun Wu raised his head and forced a smile, "Terminate the contract with the club, and I will return to China."

Half a month later, Blackburn announced the early termination of the contract with Best.

Sun Wu followed Sun Haoyang back to China, and the genius boy who was born miraculously disappeared in front of the media.

However, the real miracle has just begun.

(End of this chapter)