Handsome position is not easy

Chapter 16

"The pulse and breathing are weak, the consciousness is blurred, and the pupils are slightly dilated. It should be a light coma. It may be caused by a concussion, huh? Have you pulled your tongue?" Seeing Mourinho nodded, Cesa Er patted his chest and let out a long breath, "That's good, there is no suffocation symptom, the problem should not be serious, the main thing is that you need to rest."

If there was a serious injury in the assessment match at the Alcochete base, it would really make headlines in Lisbon's newspapers, and maybe the youth academy would be surrounded by scared and angry parents.

Fortunately, this kid Rodriguez was lucky, and he didn't have any major problems after falling so hard.But Cesar was still a little scared after thinking about it, so he called a staff member next to him and told him to go to the base infirmary to find a doctor and fetch the stretcher by the way.

"Coach Garcia, I want to take care of the injured students to the infirmary. You should maintain the discipline here first. I will send someone to notify Coach Mensa. You will sort out the assessment data later, and then submit them together. That's it. I'll go first." Cesar spoke very quickly, and by the way, changed Yang to a correct side-lying position, and then got up and took Dufflar away.

Garcia tugged at his hair irritably. The self-rescue plan he made for the two little guys has now completely failed. Yang can say that this translator named Jose Mourinho seems to like him very much. Seeing Yang Something went wrong and I just ran faster than myself.

But Pedeno, alas, do you know what you did, you little guy? You broke the bridge of the nose of the club director's son with a punch. No matter who comes forward this time, there is no way to save you.

"Coach Garcia, you'd better take these kids over there for a while. Some of them are terrified. I'll watch Rodriguez here."

Garcia's thoughts were suddenly interrupted. Seeing him turn around, Mourinho leaned closer and whispered: "I have already seen the problem with your echelon, but now I can only advise you not to do it." For the extra things, just restrain them, and we will talk about the rest later."

Garcia nodded, gathered more than a dozen children and brought them to the open space near the stands. Ricardo, Costa and others were whispering in front of them, while Pedeno walked alone at the end of the line, arms and legs There were bruises and bruises on his legs, and a few cuts around the corners of his mouth and eye circles, but even with the throbbing pain, he kept looking back at Jan.

The sound of the wheels of the stretcher gradually became clearer. Two doctors in white coats covered their hats and ran ahead, and the staff member who was going to call someone followed behind with a cart.

In the rumbling voice, Mourinho watched the consciousness slowly return, his eyelids trembled and Yang, who was about to wake up, suddenly sighed in a low voice: "Rodriguez, you have a good friend, but you are about to lose it too. he..."

Cesar had just sent away the person who came to pick up Davral, wiped off the sweat on his head, and on the way back to the training ground, he happened to bump into a stretcher truck rushing to the infirmary.

He glanced at Yang, who had woken up but was still very sluggish, and was proud of his correct judgment. When he saw Mourinho walking with the car, he smiled and nodded to greet him first.Mourinho put his hands in his trouser pockets, raised his head, strode over as if he hadn't seen him at all, his eyes were extremely calm, but his expression was extremely arrogant.

"What bullshit!" Cesar froze on the spot, cursed fiercely before walking away.

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In a private hospital on the east side of Rossio Square, the ugly-faced Dufflar put on a surgical gown and was about to undergo nasal bone repositioning surgery.

The old Matthew in the infirmary of the base is very solid, and the pretreatment is very good, so there is no serious swelling in the fracture area.The driver at home also arrived quickly, and the doctor started preparations after receiving the call, so the golden treatment time of three hours after the injury was not wasted at all.

After hearing that anesthesia may affect nerves or memory, the Semodo family began to advocate not using general anesthesia. When the anesthetist applied anesthesia to the nasal cavity, Dufflar was in a bad mood and felt that his nose had collapsed.

When he found out that the doctor picked up the reset forceps, he began to feel a little scared. Until the forceps reached into the somewhat crooked nostrils, Dufflar could no longer suppress the fear in his heart. The expected pain and the unpredictable pain position caused his body to experience A strange feeling.

But after the doctor started to exert force, he didn't have so many thoughts. The bone was firmly stuck by the pliers, and it was breaking towards the original position. Dufflar felt that he heard the sound of "cracking" and the pain was timely. When the earth hit him, he only felt that there were stars in his eyes, and his mind went blank.

"Salvado! Rodriguez! You two bastards, you two bastards, mud monkeys, stupid pigs!" Unstoppable tears and blood flowed down the cheeks, during the time between the doctor's correction Only then did Davral have the time to let out a painful roar, hearing the tone of his voice, he wished he could peel those two alive.

The old butler's white-gloved right hand lightly touched the corners of his eyes, wiped away two dirty tears, and said softly, "Master, this is the best rhinologist in Lisbon, please bear with me, the master ordered , can't be under general anesthesia, bear with it..."

After breaking it hard three or four times, the doctor measured it with the nurse for a long time, and after confirming it, he went to show Dufflar a mirror.The old butler looked at the blood dripping from his surgical gown, and frowned in distress, but Davral saw it unexpectedly: "Old Alex, tell me the truth, are you crooked?" Is it? Is it wrong? "

The old housekeeper hurriedly explained, but Davlar still didn't believe it, and when he took a mirror to look at it, he was even more suspicious. He kept asking the nurse to change the angle to find the light. Cursing, snatching the mirror from the nurse's hand and smashing it to pieces on the ground.

The old housekeeper was a little helpless, and after apologizing to the doctor, he took out a photo and handed it over with both hands, and said, "This is a recent photo of the young master, please, doctor, please make sure the young master is satisfied."

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Paul Mensah had just sent off the inspection team, and returned to his office with a dejected expression. The U19 echelon's 2:6 loss did not seem like a terrible result, but he knew in his heart that in the first half, the opponent only Scoring four is enough, and the 2:2 in the second half was a big joke.

The defenders of the mixed formation looked at the shy little guy in front of him with smiles on their faces, half-fake and very politely gave up some breakthrough space, and the goalkeeper laughed and scolded them to get away from hindering his performance. At that time, John Reid didn't add insult to injury, but he was really being polite.

Just such a performance, how can Chairman Sintra believe that he will do a better job than Bobby Robson?I haven't even played his assistant coach...

Only, only Director Luigi...

Yes, only he can help me!

Otherwise, when the opportunity comes, the old guy Sosa Sintra will continue to hang me with this bait as before. He clearly hinted that Sir Robson will retire early due to cancer at the end of last season.

But in August, he is still the head coach!And I am still the director of this damn youth training base!

With a group of mediocre talents, who can defeat those bastards who almost have the strength of the first team? !

Paul Mensa vigorously rubbed his face, which was flushed with shame and anger, and he couldn't avoid the shame that he couldn't escape, which fueled the unwillingness in his emotions like fuel on the fire.

He's coveted that spot next to the bench more than ever. He yearns for power, even if it's a tight seat.

Cesar knocked on the office door, waiting for a response from inside...

"Come in."

Seeing that Paul Mensa's usually meticulous hair was now in a mess, Cesar recalled the 2:6 he heard on the way here, and couldn't help swallowing.

He really finds it hard to speak, should he just tell his boss, hey Boss, the baby son of your backstage boss has been punched and his nose is cracked, his bones are broken, and he should be crying in the hospital to find a doctor to correct it now , the ones who beat up were those two boys that the big boss asked someone to mention some time ago, hahaha what a coincidence...

Mensa saw the hesitation on Russo Cesar's face. Although he was also very disturbed, his dignity still did not allow the last shelf to be let go: "Russo, why are you dawdling? Just say what you have to say! "

Cesar had no choice but to describe everything exactly, without missing any details.

After hearing this, Mensa's eyes went dark, and he almost spit out blood. Who would have thought that the two boys who were about to be kicked out after the big exam would have such a trouble in the last competition.

In an instant, all thoughts were lost in his heart. In the Alcochete base under his jurisdiction, Luigi's only son had his nose broken, so what else could he rely on to fight for the coveted seat?It's over, it's over!
Cesar stood in embarrassment for a while, and then quietly exited the room. He didn't dare to say anything else, for fear of hitting the man who was about to collapse, or causing himself some trouble.And the information just now, no matter who it is, takes a little time to digest.

The evening was over, and the Alcochet Base full of vigor and youth gradually quieted down. The lights in Mensa's room were not turned on, and he was sitting in the dim room, wringing his hands and entangled his hands. His eyes were a little dull, as if he was waiting. What…

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The harsh ringtone of the phone suddenly rang, and Mensa, who was sitting in the armchair propped up on his knees, trembled in fright. He didn't know what news the call would bring.

"Hello, this is Paul Mensa, please tell me..."

"Dear Paul, excuse me for calling your office so late, but I thought you'd be taking care of your chores by now?"

"Yes... yes, Mr. Semodo."

"Then we can talk about business..."

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After putting down the receiver, Paul Mensah was still in a daze. He didn't even remember what he said just now. He only knew that Luigi asked him to inform Pedeno's father to come to the Alcochete base in a few days, and he The voice is as sincere as usual, but those words are actually cold and sinister...

"Scars are the medals of Portuguese men. How can I not see the man who honored little Duffy, old friend, you must invite that father over, I want to talk to him too, eh? Of course, yes As the father of two..."

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