The Theatre of Dreams became a sea of blue-black, Inter Milan won the Champions Cup, another great season.

Everyone rushed into the stadium.

Zheng Zhi was on crutches and wanted to rush up, but found that he had already fallen behind.

They all rushed down from the stands and joined in the celebration, and everyone forgot about him.

The whole stadium shook.

"Champion,"

"Champion,"

"Champion,"

The Juventus players were exiting, their heads drooping one by one, and they had no energy at all.

Zheng Zhi didn't expect Pierrot to come to him? Hugged him.

"Are you alright?"

Zheng Zhi shrugged, "Thank you,"

"I don't know."

"Maybe it's not that bad."

Pierrot is great, he has passed the Champions Cup three times, and he can still come and greet Zheng Zhi, which is an unusual mentality.

After he left, Zheng Zhi looked down at his right knee, and his heart was bottomless.

The problem of knees is certainly not a trivial matter......

He has the impression that almost all players who have been plagued by knee injuries have fallen off a cliff in their careers......

Is that the end of all this?

"Captain!"

"Come here!"

Just when his thoughts were confused, Xiao Xiao Luo yelled at him.

"Won the prize!"

Zheng Zhi shuffled his steps over.

Mourinho realized that Zheng Zhi was different from usual, and he personally walked over to help Zheng Zhi and patted him on the shoulder.

Zheng Zhi didn't say anything and followed him to the podium.

The UEFA president presented the award in person, and Zheng Zhi fell last and wore the medal.

The Big Ears Cup sparkled and once again engraved Inter's name for the third time in a row.

Zheng Zhigang received it in his hand, he didn't even kiss it, and was immediately snatched away by Xiao Xiao Luo, before Xiao Xiao Luo touched the heat, Messi snatched it, followed by Robben and took it away......

These three guys are the first time after all......

Click,

Click,

The spotlight keeps flickering,

The colorful ribbons of the fallen are falling, and it is another glorious year.

Back in the locker room, everyone continued to open champagne to celebrate.

But no one found out that Zheng Zhi was gone.

He went to Manchester Hospital.

Half an hour later, the inspection report came out.

Accompanying him was Wu Di.

Wu Di waited anxiously outside, and as soon as the doctor came out, he ran up.

"What's the situation?"

The emaciated doctor shook his head, his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, which meant that the situation was not optimistic.

Wu Di reacted immediately and turned his head to look at Zheng Zhi.

I don't know what to say.

But Zheng Zhi also saw something from the expression on the doctor's face, but he forcibly suppressed the reaction in his heart.

What should come may always come.

Anyway, from 98 to now, he has been at least 5 years high, and he can accept whatever happens next.

The doctor also glanced at Zheng Zhi.

Then he opened his mouth anyway.

"Cruciate ligament comminuted ...... of the knee"

Before he finished his words, Wu Di jumped up first and stopped him from talking loudly.

"Impossible!"

"Impossible!"

"Don't say it,"

"You certainly didn't check it carefully,"

"Do it all over again!"

"You're not professional at all."

The doctor was embarrassed.

"It's not,"

"We tested it three times in a row,"

"There were three doctors who evaluated them,"

"The end result is the same."

"Consistent fart!"

(Update, woo woo ~ the big head has been updated recently, I'm really sorry.) Adventure in the outstation, the basic adventure is successful, but it won't let the book end, starting tomorrow, I'll make two more Zheng Zhi in the morning, although I don't make money~), writing football is really my favorite!