[Football] In the name of the team doctor

At this time Sanchez answered the phone and hurried out of the locker room.Before he walked out the door, Lin Wei vaguely heard him calling Mr. Chairman on the phone.

He looked down at Chris, and the other party just looked up at him. Obviously, the president also understood who Sanchez was talking to.The two looked at each other calmly, but neither of them spoke.

At this time, Olmer suddenly looked at Lin Wei, and asked as if lost: "Van, you have been treating Cristiano's old knee injury for a while. I don't know how the effect is. Is it directly related to his injury just now?"

Just as Lin Wei opened his mouth, before he could speak, the president turned his head and looked at Olmer with sharp eyes, with a sneer in his tone: "It seems that I am too insignificant in the team, The medical director couldn't even remember which leg my old knee injury was on."

This is not the first time that the CEO stood up to defend Lin Wei, but Lin Wei was still very moved when he heard him speak for him, and it was quite funny to slander him for speaking in a strange way.

Olmer's expression has changed several times, and it can be seen that he is trying his best to bear it.After all, the person who hated him was Cristiano Ronaldo. After confirming his eyes, he was someone he couldn't afford.

The press spokesperson on the side was a little anxious. The game is over, and the press conference will be held in 15 minutes. If the medical team cannot give a general diagnosis, they will not be able to answer the reporter's questions, which means that tomorrow may be There are overwhelming headlines fabricated by the party out of thin air to make big news.

In fact, Ronaldo was injured, which was a big news enough to hit the headlines of major sports newspapers.

At this time Zidane walked in from the outside, followed by Sanchez after the phone call.

Qi Zu glanced at Olmer, then at Chris and Lin Wei, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Now that the head coach is asking questions, Olmer dared not hide anything anymore, exchanged a look with Sanchez, and then said: "I suspect it's just a muscle spasm, but I don't rule out the possibility of a strain. I suggest taking an MRI tomorrow." have a look."

Lin Wei looked at him in surprise. With this level of pain and limited movement, it is almost certain that there is a muscle strain. How could it be just a simple spasm?This is not an injury that is difficult to judge. Why would his superior give such an answer?

He knew that there must be something hidden in it that he, the team doctor, hadn't understood yet, but he hoped that it was just a case-by-case basis, and that no misdiagnosis or missed diagnosis would be caused for any reason.

Lin Wei was about to speak out his thoughts, but someone calmly held his hand, pinched his fingertips twice, and signaled him not to speak.

Because of the angle, no one noticed the president and his hidden trick.At this time, Sanchez and the press spokesman got the answer they wanted, so they didn't stay any longer, and turned around to go out to do other things.

Zidane still frowned, looked at the president's injured leg, then at Lin Wei, and finally said to Olmer: "Arrange for him to go to Sanitas Hospital for an examination tomorrow morning, and I will know in the afternoon For details, let's have a small meeting before training, is that okay?"

Olmer nodded: "Yes."

The assistant over there informed the post-match press conference that the press conference was about to begin, and Zidane looked at Lin Wei: "What are you doing in a daze, let him deal with it quickly."

Lin Wei was still thinking about the unspoken tacit understanding between Olmer and Sanchez, and only after hearing Zidane's order did he pull out his hand as if awakened from a dream, and turned to get the ice pack.Qin Duo also came over and patted the president on the shoulder, told him to take a good rest, and went out with Zidane.

The teammates returned to the locker room one after another. When Marcelo walked in, he was holding a little boy about five or six years old. He was wearing the Real Madrid No. 7 home jersey. Squeezed his cheeks, then shook off Marcelo's hand and rushed into the physical therapy room, threw himself into the president's arms and called out "Dad" in a childlike voice, then his little face wrinkled into a bun, and his brows were wrinkled together with great worry asked, "Are you injured?"

The president's face immediately changed into a fatherly smile, and he picked up his son and sat in his arms: "Father is fine, it's just a small injury."

"When will you get better?"

The president looked at Lin Wei who was applying ice to his affected area, and said to his son, "Then you have to ask this brother."

Lin Wei has often seen this little guy in videos or news pictures, but this is the first time he has met the little guy in reality.In my memory, the cute baby who was white and tender when I was a child, now has the same bronze color as his father.

When he was looking at Mini Luo, the little guy was looking at him with the same eyes.Both of them tilted their heads and looked at each other with a puzzled expression, biting their lips from time to time, looking funny and cute.

Mini Luo suddenly turned his head and buried his face in his father's arms, whispering, "This brother looks different from us."

"Oh? Then is this brother good-looking?"

Mini Luo raised his head and took a sneak peek at the big brother on the opposite side. It seemed that this brother who looked different from them, but his appearance suited his heart, so the little cutie laughed: "It looks good."

Lin Wei was a little embarrassed to be praised by a child under the age of 6. He reached out to touch his little face, but his own had just taken an ice pack, and it was too cold. As soon as he touched Mini's skin, the other party was so cold Straight into Dad's arms.

Lin Wei withdrew his hand, turned around and went to the medicine box to get a bandage, a small head stretched its neck and looked around curiously.

"Where's Ricky?" The president tried to get his baby's attention back.

Mini replied absent-mindedly: "He sent me to the door of the locker room and left, saying he was waiting for us in the car."

The president sneered: "He would be lazy."

Lin Wei returned to the bed with the cooling ointment and bandages, and looked at Mini Luo with a smile: "Cris, I suggest you take a shower first."

The president got out of bed in a good manner, and pushed his son to him: "Play with him for a while," then bent down and kissed the baby's face, "Daddy will be back soon."

The president first went to get a towel in front of his cabinet, and was dragged by Marcelo and Pepe to ask about his health and care. The three talked and laughed for a while before going to take a bath.

Lin Wei stared at Mini Luo in the physiotherapy room. When several physiotherapists passed by, they couldn't help teasing this little cutie.Mini Luo didn't seem to like the teasing of these weird uncles, he stuck to Lin Wei tightly, trying hard to avoid other people's hands touching his head.

Lin Wei had no choice but to pick him up and put him on his lap, and looked around, but there was nothing that could attract the child's attention, only his medicine box seemed to be of interest.

But there were a lot of medicines and sterile items inside, and Lin Wei couldn't let him touch them, so he finally picked a hemostat for him to study.

The CEO came back to the physiotherapy room after taking a shower, and saw his baby son sitting in Lin Wei's arms, with a hemostat in one hand and tweezers in the other, gesticulating against a ball of absorbent cotton on the table, and the person holding her said in a very gentle voice Very professional process and terminology, the little guy can't understand a word, but he still listens very carefully.

What do you think?His son is the next Cristiano Ronaldo, and he cannot be delayed by medical career.So he hurried over and half leaned on the physiotherapy bed: "Come on."

Lin Wei confiscated the "weapon" in the little guy's hand and brought him to the bed, and moved him a stool to sit on.Then squeeze the cooling ointment into the palm of your hand, and apply it evenly on the injured part of the president's thigh.

The little guy looked very interesting and looked at Lin Wei eagerly.

"Want to try?" Lin Wei asked him.

Mini Luo nodded, looking at him expectantly.Lin Wei gave him a sly smile: "No, this is a bit dangerous for you, but I can ask you to help me bandage my father."

The so-called helping to bandage his father means that Lin Wei holds his little hand and wraps bandages around the CEO's thigh. It is a simple and boring job, but the little guy has a lot of fun: "This way Dad's wound Will it get better soon?"

But the president suddenly looked at Lin Wei: "Some people wish that I would miraculously recover tomorrow, and it would be a muscle spasm at best."

Lin Wei didn't understand the meaning of his words for a while, blinked, then shook his head and denied: "It's not me."

The president rolled his eyes at him: "You're so stupid, of course it's not you."

Lin Wei always felt that there were important joints in this matter that he hadn't figured out, but he couldn't ask directly because there were people coming and going outside. In fact, what did these things have to do with him as a small team doctor? works on the line.

By the time the thigh injury was dealt with, the teammates outside had already left.The president changed his clothes and packed his things, and turned to look for his son, only to see that Mini Luo was holding something in his hand, tiptoeing and trying to raise his arm to pass it to Lin Wei.

Lin Wei knelt down to take the buttery halva in his palm, peeled off the wrapping paper and put it in his mouth directly, the rich and rich sweetness instantly filled the whole mouth.

"Brother Van ate my candy and healed Dad's injury quickly."

This is the third time Lin Wei heard him mention his father's injury tonight. This little cutie is too warm, and he can only pretend to be his father in his heart.It seems that those reports in the media that Mini Romi is a Messi fan are purely fabricated. He is the most loyal Romi, who only loves his father.

"Let's go Cris, let's go home." The president took his son's hand and walked out. After walking two steps, he turned around and looked at Lin Wei who was still squatting in doubt, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Lin Wei still had the candy in his mouth, so he smiled and shook his head.

"We are waiting for you outside."

The cutie also waved at him: "Wait for you."

Lin Wei felt that the candy in his mouth was too sweet, and even his heart felt sweet.He watched the father and son walk out of the dressing room, and then quickly stood up to change clothes.