football king

Mordred picked up the medicine pack that had been warming beside him, and gently applied it to Kaka's injury. The moment the warm medicine pack stuck to his flesh, Kaka subconsciously retracted his legs, and soon stretched straight Now, let Mordred fiddle with it.

Seeing such a Brazilian, Mordred was really distressed, and he could only try to minimize the pain.

"Kaka, you can't play your leg anymore, at least you can't play it again during my treatment, otherwise your leg will be abolished." Mordred was very serious, not joking at all.

Kaka's illness is not a flawed injury, but an injury that has accumulated over the years, and it is as difficult to treat as if it were peeling cocoons.

Kaka hesitated when he heard this, and subconsciously clenched his fists, "Sir..."

Mordred understood what he was hesitating, and said decisively: "Sir, let me tell you, you just need to treat your illness with peace of mind. If I was only 50.00% sure before I saw the medicinal materials, then I have 70.00% now." Take care to cure you, and the remaining 30.00% can relieve the pain of your injury."

The room suddenly became silent, the sun outside the window was shining on the balcony, and the sparrows were standing on the branches and singing songs that humans could not understand.

At this moment, the time seemed to extend infinitely. Just when Mordred was about to give up his treatment and turn into remission, the gentle Brazilian said to Mordred: "I agree to your request, I... really Can it be restored to the past? Like the beginning."

"I promise."

The gentle breeze that blew witnessed this oath, and Mordred's words have always had a magic power, and he was sure that no one would question the matter.

Kaka swept away the hesitation on his face, turned to Mordred and said, "Then what are you waiting for? I have already given myself to you."

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Sitting in the living room watching cartoons with Mini, Chris felt like a pot of hot oil was boiling in his heart.

The door opened, and Chris, like a silly father waiting outside the ward to give birth, raised his head so suddenly that he almost missed his neck.

Mordred was taken aback by Chris's action, and thought Chris had a convulsion.

"Meris..." Cristiano looked at Mordred hesitantly.

Mordred voluntarily raised his hands in surrender, "Please don't look at me with that look." In fact, he understands better than anyone else that his age is not convincing enough.

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After Mordred finished explaining, the two returned to their previous appearance.

"Chris, pass me the water glass next to it, I can't reach it." Mordred lay on Chris' lap, desperately hooking the water glass on the table between his fingers, but his arms were not as stretchable as Luffy's, so he couldn't reach them anyway. not enough.

Chris, who was having fun with Little Mini, directly picked up the water glass and put it in his hand.

Mordred leaned against Chris as if he had no bones, "Hey...Living alone is really boring, and I also want a miniature to accompany me."

Chris also let him rely on him, "Then why don't you find a girlfriend?"

"Girlfriend? Farewell, I'll delay playing football. If I meet a media person like Captain Casey's girlfriend, I'm afraid I'll have a headache." Hearing the word girlfriend, Mordred shook his head again and again, as if he had encountered some scourge Same.

Especially during this period of time, Sarah broke the news crazily, what Mourinho is dictatorial, what Chris is too selfish, which makes the locker room staff look embarrassed when they see Cassie now, knowing that Cassie is not the one who made the voice.

It is inevitable that they will think that Cassie is accusing them through Sara's mouth.

After all, it is normal for players to cooperate with good media to put pressure on the club, or to pass the microphone by themselves.

Even though Cassie explained over and over again, Sara's behavior still made people feel very worried, so now Cassie was completely pushed to the opposite side of the locker room.

Chris, who was the focus of criticism, frowned at the mention of Sarah, "That's right, you are still young now, and you will become famous after playing football well, so you don't have to worry about this kind of thing."

The two chatted about other things for a while, and Mordred hurried to the house when he saw the time.

When he opened the door, he saw Kaka lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. The sun shone on the face of the Son of God, adding a layer of holy light to every hair on his face.

Mordred made a silent gesture to Chris, tiptoed to Kaka's side, and pulled out all the silver needles on his body with an elegant technique, so that he didn't wake him up.

Everything was perfect, but it was a pity that Mordred accidentally stepped on a screaming chicken when he was leaving the room, and the sharp sound woke Kaka up from his sleep.

"Meris?"

"Harvey!" Mordred glared at Erha, the culprit, "I should really send you to the aid station!"

After scanning for a week, Kaka seemed to understand what was going on, and smiled softly, "It's okay, this sleep is very comfortable."

"Come down and take a walk, feel the pain is not so bad." Mordred patted the dog's head with a big hand, violently suppressing it.

The corner of Chris's mouth twitched a little, why was this movement so familiar?

Kaka got dressed and got off the bed.

Kaka, who thought it was just a relief, found that his leg didn't hurt anymore!Caroline knows that he often wakes up with nerve pain. The pain is really unbearable. If it is not for his true love of football, he will definitely not be able to persist.

But now the unbearable pain has disappeared!He now feels that he can play ten games without any problem.

The excited Kaka's expression was easy to understand. Seeing that he was prone to trouble, Mordred hurriedly said: "Your pain is only relieved by me now! It's not cured!"

He finally understood that when his legs were better, he would demonstrate to the young players, in the eyes of the doctor, he wanted people to blow their heads off.

Fortunately, Kaka is not as stubborn as Mordred, "I understand, it seems that I can sleep well tonight." Kaka sensed Mordred's irritable mood, and hurried to appease him.

Mordred was barely appeased, and asked again: "Your recovery training is fine, but you are absolutely not allowed to play. Anyway, the next game is against Athletic Bilbao, and you will not use your secret weapon."

It can be said that I am very worried, Kaka smiled wryly, "I understand, I will listen to your words and recover to the peak."

This scene is extremely delicate, Kaka, who is of first-class age and reputation, is obedient to a young player or something.

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On the days when there were no games, Mordred had been living a two-point and one-line life for a club. Even the most tricky media people couldn't find any mistakes in him. Those tabloid reporters who broke the news were all disappointed.

Just when Mordred thought everything would go smoothly, Mr. Madman called him to the office two days before the game.

The author has something to say:

I also know that I am short _(:з」∠)_, but I am really uninspired and I am super tired after work. I just want to lie on the sofa and not move.

I really feel sorry for all the support.