Chapter 249: Live to fight [third explosion]

"Mom, if you love me, kill me, because I can't hold it anymore!"
"The more angry he is, the harder he is to crush me, the more I clenched my teeth, the higher I will fly. He wants to destroy me, but he fails to 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 a better football than any time before his career, He can show unparalleled football skills, he will be better than anyone at any time! "
"Your favorite team is Inter Milan, and my favorite player is you. I really feel that we are a perfect match, and I always believe that as long as the two of us join forces, we will surely lead Inter Milan out of the quagmire to glory. What do you think?"
"You are right, everyone wants to watch me lose, I will not lose, I want to win!"
"Boss, since last season, starting with your training plan and conducting targeted training, my recent condition seems to be getting better and better. I hope I can play more games!"
"You said, we should fight to win all the champions!"
"Robert, there is frequent violence in Venice. You have to be careful yourself. Cannavaro was also injured against Venice because it was too dirty!"
"I won't be intimidated like this!"
"Seriously, boss, I really feel that you are the most upholding 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 older relationship, you know, I'm 33 years old, and I'm about 34. I don't know how many games I can continue to play, so I hope I can play while I'm still playing When you move, play a few more games, fight for you and Inter for more! "
"In any case, I will not let myself end my career like this, I still hope to participate in the World Cup."
"I really think my recent condition is very good, and I also believe that we hope to win more championships this season!"
"I ... I'm afraid I can't help you to the end, boss!"
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The memories were finally frozen in the tears of the man lying on the stretcher and being lifted off the field.
Sitting outside the balcony of the house, facing the icy cold Lake Como at night, the hot tears slipped from Yang Cheng's eyes, he did not reach out to wipe, no cover, just kept sobbing, crying .
He hated hate in his heart, he just hated to kill Zamparini and Billica directly on the spot, because these two thus ruined Baggio's years of hard work and persistence.
Everyone knows that Baggio ’s right leg could only be counted as half, and now even his left leg is injured and the cruciate ligament is torn. Even a young guy like Ronaldo ca n’t bear it, let alone Baggio. A veteran of 34 years old!
He really likes and loves Baggio, and after coaching Inter Milan, Baggio has become his love, and according to his plan, the state is constantly recovering, even if he is already in the front waist. The position played the highest level in football today, but because of this injury, Baggio's hopes were completely shattered.
Yang Cheng regretted that when Baggio took the initiative to fight, why didn't he refuse him?
Because he really couldn't find any reason at that time to refuse the appeal of Baggio who was in excellent physical condition.
But now, he really prefers Baggio to hate him for refusing it, rather than seeing him lying on the hospital bed, his eyes empty and empty, is that Baggio full of aura?
"!" Yang Cheng shouted, gritting his teeth.
Sienna was standing in the living room, very warm, because the heater was on, but she could feel the cold outside the balcony, and the coldness in the heart of the crying man, that despair!
She wanted to help him, but she didn't do it. She could only stay quietly in the living room without disturbing him, let him cry, and vent. This was the only thing she could do for him.
No one remembers how long it has passed.
Yang Cheng fell asleep on the wicker chair outside the balcony. Sienna came out with a quilt and wrapped it around him, but he slammed directly on her shoulder.
Without moving, the two were wrapped in a quilt, and it was dawn.
Hello!
Yang Cheng was shaken and awakened. His eyes were full of blood, and he found himself knocking on Sienna's shoulder, the latter's apology.
"I'm sorry to wake you up!"
Yang Cheng shook his head without speaking.
"Hello!" Another sneeze.
Yang Cheng discovered at this time that most of the original warm quilt was covered on himself, while Sienna's half of her body was exposed, and her heart was warm. "Thank you!"
Sienna shook her head, but her heart was beautiful.
Since the last misunderstanding, the two of them seem to have some pimples. Some of them are out of the ordinary. This time, if it is not for the cover of vogue magazine, she will not come to Milan.
"Go in, I'll make some breakfast for you, go to the cold, or you will catch a cold!" Yang Cheng stood up.
Sienna also followed, but wanted to grab the quilt, but didn't catch it. The whole left hand was numb.
"Help yourself!" The little girl said with a smile on her side.
Yang Cheng felt a little moved and nodded.
Back in the house, the heater suddenly removed the cold from them, but Sienna began to show signs of a cold.
Yang Cheng rarely took the initiative to take care of her, gave her water and medicine, and made her a hot breakfast, which was his favorite lean porridge. The ingredients were all taken in the refrigerator, but he usually took People, too lazy to do it.
Seeing Yang Cheng busy in and out of the kitchen, Sienna sat in the living room, wrapped in a quilt.
"Come, eat while it's hot!" Yang Cheng looks like a boring person.
From what he looks like, he couldn't see how sad he cried last night.
He is a strong person, even if he is sad, it must be only last night, and I forgot it early this morning!
Sienna's beautiful eyes watched Yang Cheng turning, and she ate hot porridge, which was delicious.
"For the cover shooting, please help me. I have no mood these days!" Yang Cheng said.
Sienna nodded and promised that this uncle was of this character. As long as he was not in a mood to do it, no one could persuade him.
So not to mention vogue magazine, even if Time Weekly finds him, he has to accommodate his mood.
"You live here temporarily, what do you want to eat at noon?" Yang Cheng asked with concern.
"Eat porridge!" Sienna pointed to half-eaten lean porridge.
"I'll do more for you, let it go, you will eat hot at noon, I will be busy these days, take care of yourself, don't get sick!" Yang Cheng's tone is a little blunt, but full of concern.
He certainly cannot be as gentle and watery as some people, which is already his limit.
Sienna nodded softly.
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I came to the Milan Orthopedic Hospital early in the morning. It was founded in cooperation with the University of Milan School of Medicine. The departments of Orthopedics and Sports Medicine of the University of Milan are all studying here. It is the best sports injury hospital in Milan, and Milan's largest Regina Elena Foundation Hospital is just across the street.
Baggio's parents rushed from Vicenza to Milan City last night, along with his wife Andrea.
"Hello. Xzsj8., Caesar!" Andreyna greeted Yang Cheng as soon as she saw it.
Yang Cheng saw the Baggio lying inside across the door of the ward, feeling sad for a while, "How is he?"
Andrena shook her head. "I refuse to eat or speak ..." She cried as she said.
"Caesar, please persuade him, he will listen to you!"
Yang Cheng nodded, "What about the doctor?"
"It is estimated to be in the duty room!"
"I'll see him! You can prepare some breakfast, I'll be back soon!"
Andrena nodded and Yang Cheng went towards the duty room.
Baggio's attending doctor is the best surgeon in Milan city, and also the team doctor of Inter Milan.
However, this doctor who was originally excited to see Yang Cheng should be very sad at this moment, and some of them were afraid to look at Yang Cheng, because this time his patient is Inter Milan's biggest star, Roberto Baggio.
"Is it bad?" Yang Cheng sat directly opposite him. Now he looks calm.
"Well, it's awful!" The attending doctor said, "According to our examination last night, the injury was serious this time. Muscle-like injuries were okay and bleeding didn't matter. The main thing was that his cruciate ligament was completely torn. ! "
Speaking of which, he paused and saw Yang Cheng's gloomy face, which was a little scary, but he continued: "Even if he is cured, it will certainly be impossible to continue to engage in such high-intensity football. Exercise. "
"Nothing else?" 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 of himself, just waiting for you to give him some hope, can you just tell him, we are still thinking about you?"
In the face of Yang Cheng's rant, this surgeon who has always had a deep cooperation with Inter Milan is very helpless. Don't look at Yang Cheng's usual good talk, but once he encounters this kind of thing, he is like crazy.
"Are there any other doctors? Other hospitals? As long as there are, it doesn't matter how much money you spend, you say!"
The other party thought for a while, "There are a few, such as the famous surgeon Serrant of the country. He once performed a fatal operation on the car Schumacher for a broken leg. He was sitting in the Saptrire Clinic in Paris!"
All well-known doctors will have their own clinics.
"There is also Dr. Ricard Steadman in the United States. He is one of the most outstanding surgeons in the United States. He did the knee surgery for Piero of Juventus before. And we are the most famous surgeons in Italy Just at the isodynamic clinic in Bologna, Giannini. "
"Jani Niuni?" Yang Cheng remembered the person as soon as he heard the name.
The best doctor in fm is also the team doctor of Bologna.
In fact, Nanni's position in Bologna is not that kind of team doctor, but is equivalent to a private doctor of this team in Bologna, just like the private doctor of Inter Milan is the one in front of him.
They often do not follow the team's game, but as long as the team encounters any problems and the players are injured, they will go directly to him the first time, so the habit is called the team doctor.
"Yes, he once performed a cruciate ligament injury operation on Bologna's right-back Karlo Vervo in 1997, and then returned to the stadium 102 days later, which is a major medical record in the world today!"
Yang Cheng nodded again and again, he played fm games in his previous life, and knew this person, and even checked him, knowing that this record was later broken by Baggio, and the latter returned to the stadium after 76 days, Jani Wei Ni broke the record he set that year.
"I know. I will go to Bologna immediately. You have prepared the most detailed data about Baggio for me, and I transferred all the statistics related to Baggio from the laboratory. I want to go south! "
"Go to Giannini?"
"Yes, right away!"
After speaking, Yang Cheng immediately walked out of the duty room and called Chetty and asked him to arrange for people to contact the two surgical experts in the country and the United States. If Giannini did not do it, they would be candidates.
Then he called Paul Bayer and others to let them preside over today's training class.
After all this, Yang Cheng seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
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Seeing Yang Cheng walk in with a smile on his face, Andrea nodded toward him and took Baggio's parents out.
"Robert, good news, bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" Yang Cheng smiled and took a chair and sat down next to Baggio's bed.
"Bad news!" Baggio smiled bitterly, looking at the ceiling, his eyes missing.
"Your cruciate ligament is completely broken, the problem is very serious, and you are 34 years old, Milan is not sure to operate on you!" Yang Cheng said very directly.
Baggio was already mentally prepared. He had long suspected that his injury must be very serious, so his parents would come over night, so Yang Cheng said that he did not respond.
"Want to hear the good news?" Yang Cheng asked.
Baggio shook his head, "No, sir, for me, there can be no more good news!"
Close your eyes, tears oozed from the corners of the eyes, and slowly slid off.
Yang Cheng felt a pain in his heart, but he picked up the spirit, "This is not like you, Robert!"
"Remember what I said to you at the time?" Yang Cheng smiled reluctantly. "My favorite player is you. Your favorite team is Inter Milan. We are a perfect match. As long as we join forces, we can definitely lead the international Milan walks out of the quagmire and recreates the glory and glory of the Grand Inter Milan dynasty! "
"do you remember?"
Baggio did not speak, and his eyes did not open, as if he was completely desperate.
He persisted for so long, persisted for so many years, but at this moment it completely collapsed.
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, I'll remind you, you said, you want to participate in the World Cup, you said, you want to bring Inter Milan back to glory, you also said that you will fight alongside me!"
Speaking of which, Yang Cheng stood up, "But look at what you are like now? Are you still like the stubborn, unwilling, unbeatable Baggio?"
"Did you admit defeat? Do you really plan to admit defeat to fate, injury, and all forces that hope to overthrow you?"
Baggio slowly opened his eyes, looked at the excited Yang Cheng, and asked bitterly, "Otherwise ... what else can I do?"
"If I were you, I would be strong, and I always believed that the road to heaven has no end. The pain that you suffered when you were 18 years old has survived. You have been so hard all these years, and you just give up like this. Is it worth it? Are you willing? "
"Not worth it, not reconciled, what can I do?"
"Then fight, then resist!" Yang Cheng growled.
The nurse outside the ward heard the movement and wanted to come in, but was stopped by Andreyna. She knew that Yang Cheng was inspiring Baggio in his own way.
If even Baggio himself gave up hope, it would be regarded as a who could not save him.
"I was originally a crippled person. I am completely crippled now. You teach me, how can I resist?" Baggio wanted to stand up, but his feet were fixed and he could only shout excitedly.
"Who said you were crippled? Whoever said you must have no cure? If you gave up on your own, what would you cure, the greatest sorrow is that your heart is dead, your heart is dead, what else do you live What is the meaning? "
After a pause, Yang Cheng said slowly, "I will always believe that a person is alive to breathe, exhale, to breathe, to breathe, to fight for a breath, so if you give up now, then What is the difference between you and those mediocre walking dead? Is that still the beloved Robert Baggio of all of us? "
"We live to fight, to fight, even if we encounter great difficulties, no matter how powerful the enemy is, we all have to face up without fear, kill him, defeat him, destroy him! Then our lives will live Be meaningful and live a worthwhile life! "
"I don't care what you think, but I have to tell you, Robert Baggio, I didn't give up. I won't give up even at the last minute. I'm going to Bologna now. I'm going to a surgeon. I just Ask him, Can he cure Robert Baggio, if he ca n’t, I will go to the country, I will go to the United States, I will keep looking until I find it! "
"As for whether you are willing to be healed, do you still have hope, I don't care, I don't care about you, I can only do what I think I should do, fight what I should fight, as for your destiny, always Can only be in your own hands, no one else can interfere! "
"That's all I have to say, how to think and how to do it, look at yourself!"
After talking, Yang Cheng turned and walked out of the ward.
For a long time, no one came in again. Baggio was lying alone on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
It took more than ten minutes for him to reach out and wave towards the outside.
"Andrea, I want to eat!"
His wife nodded immediately with a smile, took in the breakfast he had just prepared and took care of Baggio.