[football] little princess

Chapter 25 How to Conceal the Disease

2006 7 Month 2 Day.

When Ferguson arrived at the hospital, he was in a rage. Even though Setlla, who was lying on the hospital bed, could move, eat and complain, he still couldn't believe that his former lover let this happen to the little princess.After scolding Beckham head and face, Ferguson noticed Brady sitting on the other side of the bed, and the appearance of this person made him shut up immediately.Just kidding, even if you want to blame Beckham, it's not in front of Liverpool's controlling party. After all, why hasn't this bad suitor left yet.

As if sensing the attack in Ferguson's eyes, Brady stood up consciously, said "call me for something" to Setlla, and then walked out of the room.Beckham took advantage of this gap to hand the peeled apple to Setlla's hand, this action eased Ferguson's anger a bit.

"Little princess, David said what happened when you suddenly fell to the ground and couldn't move?"

Setlla looked up and smiled at Ferguson, and said, "It's hypokalemia periodic paralysis, my mother's family disease, it's okay, it's not serious."

Ferguson had never heard of this medical term, so he turned to Beckham and asked him the authenticity of this statement with his eyes.Beckham replied consciously: "The doctor said so, saying that this disease manifests as chronic progressive proximal muscle weakness and muscle atrophy. The little princess's condition is not serious. The incidence rate is relatively high before the age of 20 to 40. It will decrease after middle age." Even after answering Ferguson in this way, Beckham still had doubts in his heart. When they sent Setlla to the ward, Brady had a brief exchange with the attending doctor because they did not understand German. So it was impossible to find out whether the two of them had anything to hide during this period, but he had an intuition that there was something wrong with it.

Fortunately, Ferguson didn't raise any further comments on this statement. He sat in the seat where Brady had just sat, and began to ask about Setlla's physical condition.This topic was quickly brought up to the situation in this World Cup. When inevitably talking about England's defeat yesterday, Setlla thought of another very important thing in Beckham's sad eyes: "God Ah, I forgot you still hurt your knee, and you've been sitting here!"

Beckham immediately returned to his usual gentle and charming expression. According to a vulgar saying, when his olive green eyes look at you, you will think that you are his whole world."It's not a serious injury," he said.

"You finally know how to defend your sovereignty when that bastard is around." Ferguson showed approval.

Setlla's face turned black immediately, she shouldn't expect Ferguson to say anything reasonable.However, the Red Devils coach quickly rushed Beckham to treat his injuries in an irrefutable tone. When there were only two people in the ward who loved each other like a father and daughter, Ferguson let go of his stern coaching image and pulled Setlla's one Hand said sadly: "You child is so unlucky. Since you are sick, you can move back to live with us. Anyway, David won't get divorced for a while."

Setlla didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Alex, why do I have to wrong myself and wait for David's divorce? After all, this kind of thing would never come true."

Ferguson made a serious face: "Then why don't you marry the young man from Grinan's family, would you like to?"

Setlla expressed her attitude with silence.It has always been Ferguson's wish to have Setlla and Beckham together, not only because he has watched the two children grow up together, but also because Setlla's own ideas can't be more stubborn.If Setlla is willing to settle down and be with other people, why should he lose his temper with his lover and Victoria?

When the atmosphere was at a stalemate, a head with its hair sticking upright poked into the room, saw Ferguson sitting by the bed, and immediately shrank back.

"Come in, boy, I've seen you a long time ago."

So Ronaldo had to walk in with his head down, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.While beckoning him to sit on the other side of the bed, Ferguson patted Setlla's hand and sighed: "If this kid wasn't so childish, I think you two would be fine together."

Ronaldo looked up with wide eyes in astonishment, and made a single sound stupidly: "Huh?"

Setlla glared at Ferguson: "Grandpa Alex! What are you kidding, I'm going to take Cristiano's hand and hand him over to my partner!"

"I told you not to call me Grandpa Alex!"

Ronaldo gave up his weakly raised hand on the side. Setlla must be delirious, didn't realize that she should hold his daughter-in-law's hand, it seems that low blood disease can make people's brains unclear.The Portuguese national team will leave for Munich to prepare for the semi-finals later. He was going to take one last look at Setlla before starting, but no one here seemed to care about his existence until Setlla ended his argument with Ferguson and turned his attention to Ronaldo and his hand. Inside was a red packet.

"Lucky sachet, you defeated England, at least you have to reach the final, right?"

Ronaldo put the red packet in his pocket and put it away, raised his head and said, "Of course. Oh yes, I saw Bradey when I passed the corridor just now. He has been standing silently against the wall, and he looks quite pitiful."

Ferguson made a disdainful nasal voice and said, "He shouldn't have been in charge of our Manchester affairs."

Setlla showed a very guilty expression, and said weakly: "Bradey will take me back to Dublin to see a doctor tomorrow. There is a doctor who checked me before and knows my situation better."

Unsurprisingly, Ferguson stared at Setlla disapprovingly, but the fact prevented him from saying "Let David go with you", so he could only stare at Ronaldo angrily.Who told him to bring this up, who told him that he still has semi-finals to play and can't escort Setlla back to Dublin!

Oh, Ronaldo really didn't know why he had a brain twitch, and he wanted to come to the ward before the game to bear Ferguson's anger.He can only comfort himself that at least he got something called a lucky sachet (well, who knows what it is).

The next day, when Ronaldo boarded the flight to Munich with the team, Setlla also set off for Dublin with Brady.Beckham came to the airport to see them off. Because of the unexplainable hostility between the two men, they did not exchange a few words along the way.When Setlla boarded the plane, Beckham leaned over and hugged her, stroking the back of her neck slowly and gently with his palms, "Call me as soon as the test results come out, okay, I'll go back to Manchester to see you."

"Well, pay attention to your knee injury." Being able to bid farewell to Beckham peacefully is something Setlla has never thought about, but after going through so much pain, the current parting can no longer leave scars in her heart .While waiting for the plane, Brady asked her if you were tired.She played with her mobile phone expressionlessly, and answered him after a while: "I can't be dying in my heart all the time. If he doesn't like me, no matter how hypocritical I am, it will be in vain."

Brady didn't think the fact was Setlla's "disliking", when she didn't want to stay in Beckham's arms, the man's hurt expression was by no means so innocent.But maybe it was because she had hoped for too long, throughout her entire childhood and adolescence, so she was afraid of being disappointed again and turned a blind eye to that expression.

However, he wasn't going to remind her of it, there was enough to worry about now.

After the MRI, Dr. Hank said that he was not optimistic. The condition is likely to enter a stage of rapid deterioration. The combination of drug treatment and rehabilitation is very important. "Now there is no radical treatment for SCD, and the only approved drug is TRH. The latest I will prescribe some for you. I suggest you go to the National Hospital in London, and I can help you transfer the file to someone you know there. There is also rehabilitation treatment. You must stick to what I listed above. How to exercise. In Manchester, I think it should be easy to find a place to exercise with conditions.”

"It doesn't have to be in Manchester." Brady held Setlla's shoulders from behind, leaned over a little, and said, "You will go back to Liverpool with me, right?"

Setlla turned her head and glared at him, but didn't speak for a while.After Dr. Hank's doctor's orders and the procedure of taking medicine were over, they sat down on the chairs outside the consulting room to discuss this sudden topic.

"Hey, when did I say I was going to live in Liverpool?"

Brady looked at Setlla with a look of "Are you an idiot?" "Otherwise, do you want to go back to live with your father and brothers, or go back to Manchester to expose your illness to SirAlex and Ronaldo?"

This rhetorical question is simply impeccable. Setlla doesn't give up trying to figure out why she shouldn't be in Liverpool, and it's obvious: "Look, we have nothing to do with each other, and I have nothing to do with you, and your father, Mother, they won't allow you to take me home." Yes, the Greenians know about her condition, and it doesn't matter if they stir up scandals or anything, but if they really rise to the level of cohabitation, their son will Is it a big loss?

"Get married, I said, just let's get married." Brady looked calm, as if suggesting that they have pizza for dinner.

Setlla held her head to clear her mind: "First of all, I will not marry you; secondly, your parents will not agree to my marriage with you. I said you are not out of your mind, right? This is not the time when your family didn't know anything Are you sure you want to bring this up again?"

Brady turned to look at her, with a gleam of light in his indifferent eyes: "I will let them agree, as long as you are willing."

For a split second, Setlla felt that the light was too bright for her to bear. With Brady's appearance, identity and tone of voice, if she were any other single woman at this time, she would have been completely fascinated.But there is no way, who made her meet the light that can illuminate her life when she was 6 years old.

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