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"Okay then! I'll tell him!" Jesús froze for a moment, probably remembering the excitement of the little princess when she was sick, shook his head and immediately agreed.

"Have you had dinner yet?"

"no!"

"There is a loaf of bread in the refrigerator, go make a sandwich yourself! I don't need anyone to take care of me here!" Seeing that Jesús was still struggling, Antonio lowered his voice again, which was already similar to the tone of coaxing a child. "Okay, Leon, you have to eat, or you will fall down and let mom take care of us both?"

"Then let you stay here alone?" Jesus was still a little worried.

Antonio smiled slightly, "Go to the study and get some books for me!"

"Okay!" Jesús ran out and ran back, "Are these enough?"

Looking at the stack of books in his manager's arms, Antonio nodded quickly.It was really difficult for Leon, who didn't like sports, to run back with such a fast speed while holding a heavy object.

"Then I'll go downstairs first, call me if you need something! By the way, I'll put your phone on the bedside table for you. If you have a sore throat, you can call me!" Jesus kept asking as he walked towards the door. , "Reading at night is not good for your eyes. Don't read for too long. Go to sleep quickly when you are sleepy. You must cover the quilt! And..."

"I see," Antonio laughed, "Go and eat, I can take care of myself!"

"If you can take good care of yourself, you won't get sick!" Jesus closed the door and complained in a low voice.

His eyes stared straight at a certain point in the void for a while, and Antonio looked down at the water glass in his hand for a few seconds, then put it on the bedside table and continued to be in a daze.The illness slowed down his brain's reaction speed, and when he was alone, the feeling of being unable to think about anything quickly swept through the room.

Antonio picked up the book at the top of the stack and looked at the title. It was "A Brief History of Mankind" which he liked very much.Antonio has read this book many times. Although he disagrees with some of the author's views, he still appreciates that the author can have his own view of history and organize it into a systematic system.

But after turning a few pages, Antonio couldn't read it anymore. He put the book aside, opened the pillow behind him, lay down and covered himself with a quilt, and then stared at the ceiling in a daze...

Antonio didn't even know when he fell asleep yesterday. In short, he rarely stayed in bed. He was clearly awake but just lay on the bed and didn't want to get up.

"Annie, are you better?" Ms. Lopez still had a tired face on her face. She flew from Toledo to Madrid overnight, and the first thing she did after arriving was to go upstairs to check on the condition of her eldest son.

Antonio nodded, most of his face was buried in the quilt, only a pair of clean blue eyes were exposed.Because of illness, the sharpness between his eyebrows and eyes was a little less, coupled with his obedient nodding, he seemed a lot weaker.

Ms. Lopez smiled, and stretched out her hand to touch Antonio's head. Her eldest son also has such childish moments!Then she put her hand on Antonio's forehead very naturally, the temperature under her palm was not high but not low.

"Why is it still burning? Have you taken your medicine?"

"I don't want to eat it. If I take it, I won't pass the drug test. I'll have to wait a long time before I can play." Antonio's voice was soft because of his stuffy nose.

Ms. Lopez wanted to hold back, but she still laughed when she saw the annoyance on Antonio's face, "If you don't take medicine, what if you get meningitis or myocarditis?"

"I don't want to eat! I don't want to move! I don't want to talk!" Antonio glared at Ms. Lopez, but the touching of the upper and lower eyelashes made this look look more like a baby.

"Okay, okay! If you don't want to, don't think about it. How can you act like a baby to your mother at such an adult?" Ms. Lopez pinched Antonio's cheek, then raised her head and shouted towards the door: "Leon! Help me get Take cold medicine and hot water!"

Good luck, shortly after Antonio coaxed Jesus like a child, he was also coaxed by Ms. Lopez as a child.Annoyed, Antonio turned over, making it clear that he didn't want to talk to anyone.

Ms. Lopez laughed again. She coaxed Antonio to take the medicine, and sat beside the bed for a while. After the eldest son fell asleep, she came to the guest room yawning and lay down without taking off her makeup.

Probably because the cold medicine is orange-flavored, so Antonio had a sweet dream.I can't remember what I dreamed, but Antonio knew it was a very good dream, because after waking up, there was still some joy in his heart.

Although his nose was still stuffy and his throat was uncomfortable, Antonio felt much lighter.He dressed himself, put on socks, and went downstairs in slippers.

The clock on the wall in the living room showed the time—two o'clock in the afternoon, Antonio rubbed his stomach, stood there in a daze for a while, and then started to be dazed again.

"Annie? Why did you get up? Has the fever subsided?" Jesús took a few steps to touch Antonio's forehead, but when he found that he couldn't feel the temperature, he hurried to find the thermometer.

"I'm hungry, do you have something to eat?" Antonio sniffed, and obediently put the thermometer handed over by Jesus in his mouth.

Jesús shook his hand and almost pulled the thermometer out and fell to the ground. He jumped away and said with an unbearable face: "You must not talk to me with this voice and expression, it is simply Tempting to commit crimes!"

Antonio rolled his eyes. He suddenly remembered his childish performance in front of Ms. Lopez before falling asleep, and then pulled his cuffs uncomfortably.I am obviously a very mature and responsible man, I must have lost my mind at that time!Um!Cold medicine is still necessary, especially when you are unconscious, at least it can help you sleep soundly and stop doing stupid things!

Just about to ask if there is anything to eat, Antonio remembered that he had a very strange voice now, so after a moment of silence, he raised his feet and walked towards the kitchen.

There were rice and custard stuffed in the rice cooker, and it was obvious that Ms. Lopez had specially prepared them for herself. Antonio brought them to the restaurant and sat at the dining table and ate them with big mouthfuls.

Looking at Antonio's expression, Jesús knew that he might have said something wrong just now. He remembered that the doctor told people who had a cold to take vitamin C supplements, so he rummaged through the refrigerator and found a few kiwis to please him. apple tree.

Antonio was really hungry, he ate all the rice and not much custard.In fact, the custard tastes very good, but there is salt in it that athletes should not eat too much. At first, Antonio was a little bit broken and thought that it would be okay to eat something delicious if he was sick, but after two bites he still stopped.

Antonio does not lack such things as self-control. As for the tasteless white rice that most people can't stand, he has been used to it over the years.In fact, white rice is okay, but white noodles are really unpalatable!

After clearing the table, Antonio looked straight at Jesus.The manager smiled obsequiously, offering the kiwi fruit as if offering a treasure.

After taking the kiwi, Antonio forgave the other party.He had already decided not to speak unless necessary until he recovered from his cold. In fact, he himself quite disliked that sticky voice.

However, this kiwi is so sour!

Jesús didn't notice that the expression on Antonio's face was distorted for a moment, and he was lying on the table talking incongruously.

If he couldn't speak, Antonio really stopped speaking in the next few days.No matter how much Ms. Lopez teased him, Antonio just didn't talk.Even in the face of his favorite Sofia, he can turn the phone call into a video call, and then the two communicate happily in handwritten Spanish.As for other people's calls, he can't even answer them. Anyway, text messages can also be used for communication!

The flu kept coming back and forth, and it didn't end in high fever, but the low-grade fever continued. Antonio began to wonder if he was the person with such poor physical fitness, since he hardly ever got sick before.But he didn't dare to take it too seriously, the training in the gym had stopped long ago, and he stayed at home every day to read books, watch movies and play games.

Antonio, who has been at home for two weeks, is almost moldy. For the first time, he realizes how sad it is not to be able to play football.At first, he was a little irritable, but then the repeated colds wore away his temper, so Antonio started to watch the videos of football games, both his own and other leagues.

During this period, other Real Madrid players also had a hard time, because the team has tied three games in a row! A 1-1 draw with Villarreal, a 2-2 draw with Las Palmas, and a 2-2 draw against Borussia Dortmund in the just-concluded second round of the Champions League group stage.

Although the UEFA Champions League game was very exciting and the state of the BBC team finally improved, the result was still a draw.These three draws fully reflected Real Madrid's "xanthophobia".

The Real Madrid team has always relied on the stars to speak, and the role of the individual on the spot is always ahead of the whole. Whether the team is good or not depends entirely on the state of the stars.

In last weekend's game at Las Palmas, Real Madrid's two leads were tied by their opponents.Among them, when there were about 20 minutes left in the game, Zidane removed Ronaldo from the field. This move aroused many speculations from the outside world.Of course, being replaced by Ronaldo is also quite dissatisfied.

The camera caught Ronaldo's displeased expression when he left the field, and he walked straight to the bench. He was absent-minded even when shaking hands with Zidane, and he didn't even meet the head coach. The fans of the home team Las Palmas even responded to him. hiss.Ronaldo, who was sitting on the bench, took off his wristband and threw it on the ground, expressing his dissatisfaction very clearly.