249 Fighting when you are alive [third explosion]

"Mom, if you love me, just kill me, because I really can't stand it!"

"The more angry he is, the more he wants to suppress me, the more I grit my teeth, and I will fly higher. He wants to destroy me, but he can't do it!"

"When I decided to take charge of Inter Milan, I told myself in my heart that Robert Baggio would be reborn in my hands. He could play football that was better than ever before his career. He could show unparalleled football skills. He would be better than anyone at any time!"

"Your favorite team is Inter Milan, and my favorite player is you. I really think we are a perfect match. I always believe that as long as we join forces, we will definitely be able to lead Inter Milan out of the quagmire and towards glory. What do you think?"

"You are right. Everyone wants to watch me lose, but I don't lose. I want to win!"

"Boss, since I started cooperating with your training plan and conducting targeted training last season, my condition seems to be getting better and better recently. I hope I can play more games!"

"You said, we should strive to win all the championships!"

"Robert, Venice is frequently violent. You have to be careful. Cannavaro was also injured when playing against Venice because the opponent's playing style is too dirty!"

"I won't be scared like this!"

"To be honest, boss, I really think you are the most protective head coach in the world today, so even if you are much younger than me, I still respect you very much!"

"Maybe it's because of my age. You know, I'm 33 years old and I'm about to be 34. I don't know how many more games I can play, so I hope to play a few more games while I can still play, and win more for you and Inter Milan!"

"No matter what, I will definitely not let myself end my career like this. I also hope to participate in the World Cup."

"I really feel like I'm in a very good shape lately, and I believe that we have the hope of winning more championships this season!"

"I...I'm afraid I can't help you to the end, boss!"

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The memories finally freeze in the tears of the man who was lying on the stretcher and being carried off.

Sitting outside the balcony of the home, facing Lake Como, which was biting cold at night, the hot tears slid from Yang Cheng's eyes. He did not reach out to wipe it, without any cover, but just kept sobbing and crying.

He felt so angry that he wanted to kill Zamparini and Bilica on the spot because these two bastards ruined Baggio's efforts and persistence over the years.

Everyone knows that Baggio's right leg can only be considered half, but now he has injured his left leg and torn cruciate ligament. Even a young man like Ronaldo can almost not withstand it, let alone a 34-year-old veteran like Baggio!

He really likes Baggio. After coaching Inter Milan, Baggio has completely become his favorite player, and is also recovering in his plan. He has even played at the highest level in football today in the midfield. However, this time he was injured, Baggio's hope was completely shattered.

Yang Cheng regrets it very much, regrets why he didn't refuse him when Baggio took the initiative to ask for the battle?

Because he really couldn't find any reason to refuse a physical body and was in surprisingly good condition. Baggio's request for a fight!

But now, he really would rather Baggio hate him because of his refusal than see him lying on the hospital bed, his eyes empty and unconscious. Is that still the Baggio full of spiritual energy?

"***Fuck!" Yang Cheng yelled gritting his teeth.

Sienna stood in the living room, very warm, because the heating was on, but she could feel the coldness outside the balcony, the coldness and despair in the heart of the man who was crying!

She wanted to help him very much, but she had no choice but to stay quietly in the living room without disturbing him, making him cry and vent. This was the only thing she could do for him.

No one remembers how long it took.

Yang Cheng fell asleep on the rattan chair outside the balcony. Sienna came out with a quilt and wrapped it around him, but he hit her shoulder directly.

Without moving, the two of them wrapped in a quilt, until dawn.

Ha Chi!

Yang Cheng was shocked and woke up, his eyes were covered in blood, and he found himself hitting Sienna's shoulder, who looked apologetic.

"I'm sorry, I woke you up!"

Yang Cheng shook his head and said nothing.

"Ha chi!" Another sneeze.

Only then did Yang Cheng realize that most of the warm quilts were covered on him, and half of Sienna's body was exposed, and her heart felt warm, "Thank you!"

Sienna shook her head, but she felt happy.

Since the last misunderstanding, the two of them seemed to have some trouble, and they were a little disgusted. This time she wouldn't have come to Milan if it weren't for the cover of vogue magazine.

"Go in, I'll make some breakfast for you to eat. Let's get the cold, otherwise you will catch a cold!" Yang Cheng stood up.

Sienna also got up, but wanted to grab the quilt, but she didn't catch it, and her whole left hand was numb.

"Do you a favor!" the little girl turned her head with a smile and said.

Yang Cheng was a little moved and nodded.

When he returned to the house, the heating immediately removed the cold on them, but Sienna began to show signs of a cold.

Yang Cheng took the initiative to take care of her, gave her water and medicine, and made her a hot breakfast. It was his favorite lean meat porridge. The ingredients were all taken in the refrigerator, but he was usually alone and too lazy to make them.

Seeing Yang Cheng busy in the kitchen, Sienna sat in the living room, wrapped in a quilt, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Come on, eat while it's hot!" Yang Cheng seemed like a ok person.

From his current appearance, I can't tell that he cried so sadly last night.

He is a strong person. Even if he is sad, it must have been just last night, and I forgot about it early this morning!

Sienna's beautiful eyes looked at Yang Cheng with a sensual twist and ate the hot lean meat porridge, which was very delicious.

"If you are shooting the cover, please help me contact me. I am not in the mood these days!" said Yang Cheng.

Sienna nodded and agreed. This old man had this kind of personality. As long as he was not in the mood to do it, no one could persuade him.

So let alone vogue magazine, even if Time magazine looks for him, he has to accommodate his mood.

"You stay here for the time being, what should you eat for lunch?" Yang Cheng asked with concern.

"Eat porridge!" Sienna pointed to the lean meat porridge that had eaten halfway.

"I'll make more for you and keep it. You'll eat when you're hot at noon. I'll be very busy these days. Take care of myself and don't get sick!" Yang Cheng's tone was a little stiff, but full of concern.

He certainly couldn't be as gentle as some people, and this was his limit.

Sienna nodded softly.

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I came to Milan Orthopedic Hospital early in the morning. It was founded in cooperation with the School of Medicine of the University of Milan. The orthopedics, sports medicine and other departments of the University of Milan are all studied here. It is the best sports injury hospital in Milan, and it is just a street from Milan's largest Regina Elena Foundation Hospital.

Baggio's parents rushed to Milan from Vicenza overnight last night, and his wife Andrena.

"Hello, Caesar!" Andrena immediately greeted Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng saw Baggio lying inside through the door of the ward, and felt sad, "How is he?"

Andrena shook her head, "I refuse to eat, don't talk..." She started crying as she said that.

"Caesar, please advise him, he will listen to you!"

Yang Cheng nodded, "Where is the attending doctor?"

"It's probably in the duty room!"

"I'll go see him! You go and prepare breakfast, I'll be back soon!"

Andrena nodded and agreed, and Yang Cheng headed to the duty room.

Baggio's attending doctor is the best surgeon in Milan City and also the team doctor in Inter Milan.

But this doctor, who should have seemed very excited to see Yang Cheng, looked sad at this moment and was a little afraid to look at Yang Cheng because his patient this time was the biggest star in Inter Milan, Robert Baggio.

"Is it bad?" Yang Cheng sat down directly opposite him. He looked very calm now.

"Well, it's pretty bad!" said the attending doctor. "According to our test last night, the injury was very serious this time. The muscles and other injuries were fine, and it didn't matter if the bleeding was bleeding. The most important thing was that his cruciate ligament was completely torn!"

Speaking of this, he paused and saw Yang Cheng's gloomy face, which was a little scary, but he continued: "Even if he is cured, it is impossible to continue to engage in high-intensity sports such as football."

"There is no other way?" Yang Cheng frowned.

"Still thinking!"

"Think?" Yang Cheng stood up, "So many hours have passed, are you still thinking?"

"Baggio is lying in the ward. He has no hope. He is just waiting for you to give him some hope. Can you only tell him that we are still trying to find a way for you?"

Faced with Yang Cheng's roar, this surgeon who has always had a deep cooperation with Inter Milan seemed helpless. Although Yang Cheng is easy to talk to, once he encounters such a thing, he will be crazy.

"Is there any other doctor? Another hospital? As long as there is, it doesn't matter how much money you spend, you say!"

The other party thought for a while, "There are several, such as the famous French surgeon Selante, who once had a fatal surgery to break his leg for the chariot god Schumacher. He was in the Sapitriri clinic in Paris!"

Any famous doctor will have their own clinic.

"There are also Dr. Ricard Steedman of the United States, who is one of the best surgeons in the United States. He did the knee surgery of Piero in Juventus before. And our most famous surgeon in Italy is in the same-power clinic in Bologna, Jani Nanni."

"Jani? Nanni?" Yang Cheng immediately remembered this person when he heard this name.

The most outstanding miracle doctor in FM is also a team doctor in Bologna.

In fact, Nanni's status in Bologna is not the kind of team doctor who follows the team, but is equivalent to a private doctor of the Bologna team, just like the private doctor of Inter Milan is the one in front of him.

They often don’t follow the team to play, but as long as the team encounters any problems or injuries the players suffer, they will go directly to him as soon as possible, so they are used to be called a team doctor.

"Yes, he had a cruciate ligament strain surgery for Bologna's right back Carlo Nelvo in 1997, and then returned to the court 102 days, which is a major medical record in the world today!"
To be continued...