Poof—

Barak felt a splash of liquid spray on his face, and a thick smell of blood. He fought for the top with his eyes closed, and when he opened his eyes after landing, Zheng Zhi fell at his feet.

Zheng Zhi's left forehead was full of bright red blood! Blood was gushing out of the corners of his eyes.

Yes!

Just now......

At this moment, he was a little frightened.

The ruthlessness and domineering on his face disappeared in an instant, and he didn't feel that he was Zheng Zhi's opponent at this moment, he was the first to raise his hand.

"Referee, he's injured!"

"He's hurt!"

He was even a little flustered inside.

After all, the fighting courage on the court is not the most real him, only at the competitive level!

He actually has a pretty kind heart.

The referee, of course, saw it, and immediately blew the whistle, called a timeout, and then waved at the Eintracht Frankfurt dugout.

Zheng Zhi's ghost cry and wolf howl just now had already touched people's hearts for the first time, and the Frankfurt team doctor rushed into the stadium quickly.

And Zheng Zhi was still lying flat on the turf, and half of his face had been soaked with blood.

"Zheng Zhi, are you okay?"

"Zheng Zhi?"

Yang Chen was really anxious, the blood on his face was still coming out, and it was really weird and scary to look at.

He squatted down and pressed the palm of his left hand against the place where Zheng Zhi was bleeding.

"I,"

"I ......"

"I'm fine."

Zheng Zhi closed his eyes tightly, his head shook slightly, and he seemed to be relatively conscious.

He was also shocked when he rushed to him quickly and saw Zheng Zhi's face, and he immediately treated Zheng Zhi's wound on the spot.

"Hey,"

"The blood doesn't stop flowing,"

"The white away shirt was also stained red, and the turf was stained a lot."

"Zheng Zhi looks very hurt."

"The team doctor is stopping the bleeding for him."

"It's not the first time he's injured in the Bundesliga, last time it was an ankle, this time it seems to hit his forehead, probably out of the corner of his eye."

"Bleeding from the corner of the eye, which can be large or small, may be concussion, and may affect vision."

Huang Jianxiang said a bunch of words.

"Jianxiang, don't say it so seriously, everyone is sitting in front of the TV and watching, don't scare everyone." Zhang Lu reminded.

"Oh,"

"I'm sorry, I'm too worried."

"Don't worry, Zheng Zhi is very strong, he is a strong young man, he will be fine. He is our fighter! Warrior! Huang Jianxiang hurriedly changed his lines.

"He now walked off the pitch with the help of the team doctor, his head was already wrapped in a white bandage, and it didn't seem to be a big problem, but he didn't know if he could get back on the pitch."

"Ehman Trout is moving, he is pulling Soberzik to speak, and he is likely to replace Zheng Zhi."

"Actually, Zheng Zhi doesn't need to continue to take risks, he has done enough, he can go down early."

At the moment, Chinese fans also think the same, as long as people are fine. has already instigated a goal and completed a goal, what else do you want Zheng Zhi to do? Do you want to die on the battlefield? Zheng Zhi went down in advance, and they were also acceptable.

Zheng Zhi's injury also touched the hearts of Frankfurt fans, and many fans at the scene had their hands folded and some crossed crosses, all praying for Zheng Zhi, and they all hoped that Zheng Zhi was okay.

"Concentrate on it!"

"Play a good game!"

Eintracht Frankfurt captain Nikolov yelled at the back, and Zheng Zhi's injury also made his heart cut like a knife, "For Zheng!" ”

"Cheer up!"

He didn't think Zheng Zhi would return to the court.

"For Zheng!"

Schneider was also infected, and Zheng Zhi was the hardest teammate he had ever seen.

What about Schneider? Isn't that the same for the rest of your teammates?

Before Zheng Zhi came to the team, they were like idle guys, one day and no day, they all thought that their careers were like that, and they would never reach new heights at all.

But after Zheng Zhi came, he led them to play better and better, and their results became more and more beautiful. They found out that they still had potential, at least, they dared to wrestle with the strong team and dare to fight with them!

At this moment, Zheng Zhi's injury can also motivate his teammates!

The game continued, Zheng Zhi was still receiving treatment on the sidelines, and Emman Trout had not made any substitutions, and he was still looking forward to Zheng Zhi's resurrection......

Zheng Zhi, who has already wrapped his head into an Indian Ah San, is still his hope......

The team doctor is examining Zheng Zhi, and the bleeding from the corner of his eye is fine, as long as it does not hurt other places.

"Dizzy?"

"Nope."

"Is it disgusting?"

"Nope."

"How many fingers?"

"Four."

"Is your vision blurry?"

"Neither!"

"Take a few steps and see!"

Zheng Zhi did it correctly......

"Can Zheng still play?" Ehman Trout asked the team doctor eagerly.

"No problem!"

"Can he continue to play?"

"As long as he wants." The team doctor spread his hands and said very decisively.

"Zheng,"

"Are you going to keep fighting!" Emman Trout had to consult Zheng Zhi.

"Boss, I'm fine! Please get me back on the field! ”

Isn't it bleeding from the corners of the eyes? It's a big thing. Zheng Zhi thought to himself.

"That's good!"

"You're the hero of Frankfurt!"

After Zheng Zhi finished speaking, he had already run to the fourth official to apply to return to the playing field.

There was an immediate upsurge of fans, followed by applause from both Eintracht Frankfurt and Kaiserslautern.

They gave Zheng Zhi the most violent applause, at this moment, no opponent! This young man from the East deserves everyone's respect and applause.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

Eintracht Frankfurt fans chanted his name, while many Chinese fans in the audience were already in tears.

That guy......

Barak stood in the center of the court, looking at Zheng Zhi incredulously, really impressed by Zheng Zhi.

As an opponent, he was almost moved.

If all his teammates are like him, alas......

Soon, Zheng Zhi jumped up and down in front of him again, and Barak immediately threw him a kind smile, and Zheng Zhi bowed slightly.

At this moment, the two of them had a little subtle intersection......

In front of the TV, Chinese fans were excited again.

"Don't you want to die?"

"Why bother?"

There are also those who support Zheng Zhi.

"Good job, Zheng Zhi, you are a good Chinese player!"

"Let me see how bloody our players are!"

Many National Olympic teammates are also staying up late to watch the game.

"This Zheng Zhi is really deadly."

"Alas, what if I scrap myself and can't go to the national team?"

"But if it were me, I'd be there too!"

"It's so tragic, so exciting!"

……

Beep

The battle continues!

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