The Greatest Performer on the Football Field

　　 "How is it?" Patrick looked at the serious expression on the face of the doctor walking across from him, feeling a little nervous.

　　 "It's strange..." The doctor looked down at the file in his hand and seemed to have encountered a problem.

　　 "Although it seems that there is no problem at all." Patrick took a deep breath, "It doesn't matter, Bauer, I know how many injuries he suffered last year!"

　　 "Multiple?" Bauer, in a white coat, tilted his head and pulled the document from the bottom of the pile of documents at the desk. "All four cruciate ligaments are broken?"

"Yep."

　　 "Knee patellar tendon rupture?"

"Hey……"

　　 "Fracture of fibula? And severe dislocation of right ankle?"

"Yes."

　　 Bauer turned his attention to the list in his hand again, sighed and passed it, "But I didn't find these signs at all... Which hospital in the UK, I think Best should be able to sue them..."

　　 "Not at all!?" Patrick's voice sharpened, and he unbelievably snatched Shan Zizai carefully and carefully, "How is it possible? How is it possible..."

　　 Bauer shrugged, "It's not impossible, the Milan laboratory has had such a thing. In fact, modern medicine has explored the mysterious human body to a very small extent today."

　　Patrick rubbed his temples back and forth a few steps, and suddenly said: "I remembered... When he first came to Barcelona, ​​he said he had been treated by Chinese medicine in China."

　　 "Chinese medicine?" Bauer fell into contemplation.

　　 "But drinking the soup boiled from the grass root bark can cure the disease? Or this kind of muscle and bone injury?" Patrick is unimaginable.

　　 "No, no, Chinese medicine is not just drinking soup." As a famous doctor who once visited China, Bauer said with a smile: "In fact, Chinese medicine is very good at bone injury..."

　　Patrick was silent for a while, raising the list in his hand, "but anyway, this is a good thing."

　　 "Of course, if you are not at ease, you can go to two other hospitals to check, even if it is Madrid HM Hospital."

　　 Madrid HM Hospital is the official medical examination hospital designated by Real Madrid.

　　 "No, I can't believe you." Patrick left with a smile.

　　After going downstairs, Patrick did not hesitate to buy two tickets to Madrid...

　　 Half a month later, the results of the HM Hospital in Madrid came out, and Patrick shook his head with the inspection data sheet, "Is the inspection wrong last year... or is it because you found a Chinese medicine?"

　　Sun Wu shrugged and kicked the toe on the ground with his toes. Gee, this injury recovery card effect is really bumpy!

　　 Be sure to follow Erba who came to Barcelona to escape the magic of Christine. He looks a little smug. After more than a year, he finally shows the value of the system. It is not easy!

　　After a while of silence, Patrick recovered and turned his head and asked, "Best, what are your plans next?"

　　 "Leaving the court for half a year and training, my current physical condition is very poor, so..." Sun Wu had long thought about it and wanted to return to the court in a short time, which was difficult, even signing a contract.

　　 "So I need Uncle Patrick to do a detailed recovery training plan and provide suitable venues." Sun Wu's words continued, "At the same time, I hope Uncle Patrick can find a club that allows me to try training..."

"There is no problem with the training plan. The venue is just in La Masia. You happen to know it well. The guard is still old Fieldy. You have a good relationship with him." Patrick said hesitated for a while before saying: "But In your current state, it is very difficult to pass the trial training..."

Sun Wu was also very helpless about this. Last year, he thought he would leave the stadium completely, so... In the next six months, Sun Wu fully demonstrated his good cooking skills from his previous life at home, running every day, and all the exercises in the gym stopped. .

　　Professional football players have very high requirements for physical fitness, and now Sun Wu obviously cannot meet the standards.

　　 "It doesn't matter, the trial training will be available in the second half of the year." Sun Wu said with a smile: "It's June, three to four months, enough for me to recover."

　　Patrick obviously hesitated and whispered, "But you have to be a little bit prepared..."

"Yep?"

　　 "Although no one has mentioned the name Best, you were ranked fourth in the Golden Boy Awards last year, and still have an influence among professionals..."

"So, if I come back, even if the hospital institution provides a report of a full recovery, those clubs are likely to shut me out, and will not even provide me with the opportunity for trial training, even if the cost of signing me is very, very low. "Sun Wu looked calm.

"Yes, because there are so many similar situations. If you give everyone a trial training, there are too many people..." Patrick smiled bitterly: "Your injury last year was too scary. It was decided that all four cruciate ligaments were broken. It's hard to step on the court again, not everyone is Ronaldo, and he is receiving the world's top treatment."

　　Sun Wu got up and whistled, ready to take Erha out for a walk, and turned back with a smile as he walked away, saying: "To cast the net in full, there are always one or two who are willing to give me a chance to try out."

　　Patrick barely smiled. It was impossible to think about La Liga and the Premier League in his heart. Should I try it in West B or other countries?

In the yard outside the door, several cute little huskies were chasing back and forth excitedly around Erha. When Erha, the **** boy, was going out to go shopping, the little huskies chased out one after another...

　　 Erha's fierce slap shot the children back to the courtyard, jumped up and tied the courtyard door.

"Huh, look at what you did!" Sun Wu seemed kindly reprimanded: "Be aware that in order to maintain the bloodline, many pets will be mother and son, father and daughter...you know, maybe they will lie on you in the future, one year to come Sex (mature) in a year and a half!"

　　Sun Wu found that Erha's body shook violently...

Walking along the streets of Monka Da Road ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Sun Wu pace has never been relaxed in the past few months, although football is not all in life, not the only one in life, but nothing There is no doubt that football is the most important part of his life.

During the past six months of returning to China, my parents showed omnipotent love and compassion, and my sister seemed to be bitter but maintained everywhere. The old-fashioned grandfather often found some books of soul chicken soup on the table...This made Sun Wu who had no sense of belonging to this family. .

　　 "Woo..." Erha whispered a few times on the side, "Best, be careful!"

　　Sun Wu glanced at him squinting, "What should I be careful? That's Alaska... I can't see it, Xitong, you are quite capable of attracting bees!"

　　 The Alaska hadn't rushed, and suddenly the owner around him unexpectedly beckoned, "Best! When did you come to Barcelona!"

　　 "Sergio." Sun Wu felt a little emotional, came to Barcelona for a month, this is the first time to see old friends.

　　 However, the other party will not consider themselves as friends, Sun Wuke is not sure, only Phil Jones can be on the list of friends in the charm system.

　　 As early as May 9th, Guardiola announced that he officially became the head coach of Barcelona. Tiago, Pedro and Busquets, who played well in the Barcelona B team, are likely to follow the first team.

　　 Busquets walked over and hugged Sun Wu with a smile, "I heard Patrick and Vilanova mention it once, saying you are coming back?"

　　Sun Wu hadn't had time to speak yet, and Erha under his feet suddenly howled.

　　 "System prompt: Host, your friend Sergio Busquets is online, and his friend is 82."

what is this? Geographical distance determines friendliness?

　　Sun Wu grinned and hugged his friend, "Yes, I'm back!"