Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Chapter 561

Stuart slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp pain came from his chest.

He wanted to look down.

But he found that he had no strength at all, and it was difficult to simply move his head.

Hiss!

Ha!

After he regained consciousness a little.

Stuart found that he was wearing an oxygen mask, and there was a white ceiling in front of him.

"He woke up!!"

"Boss!!!"

"Old man!"

The voices of several people came to his ears.

Then.

It was a few familiar faces of Stuart, who came into his field of vision.

Serena, Sue, Knight, Oliver.

The four people looked concerned, their eyes were red, and Serena's eyes were swollen.

Hmm?

What's going on?

Why did Serena come here?

Stuart was confused, because in his memory, he should be at the San Siro Stadium, Manchester City was playing against AC Milan.

The consciousness became clearer.

Stuart remembered something... In the first half, Su Fei's violent header helped Manchester City take the lead. In the second half, Ancelotti replaced a young French forward and scored a long shot.

Then... Then AC Milan relied on the lead in away goals and chose to defend tightly and retreat to the backcourt.

The feeling of being dominated by AC Milan's defense and the despair of time passing returned to Stuart's heart.

Later, the old man couldn't remember it.

What happened?

What happened later!

"I... We... "

Stuart used all his strength, but he couldn't say a complete sentence with his soft vocal cords.

Selena anxiously leaned on Stuart's mouth, but didn't understand what he wanted to say for a long time, and tears flowed down again.

"Old man, don't worry, take a good rest and don't talk. The doctor said you're fine, you just need to rest."

Oliver also said.

"Boss, don't worry, you're fine, the anesthetic should not have worn off yet."

Stuart roughly understood, and his memory recovered a little.

Not long after the start of the second half, he found that his chest was cramping, and then it became more and more painful, and finally he lost consciousness completely.

It seems.

He should be in the hospital now, just finished a major operation.

What operation was it?

Stuart didn't care, at least now, he didn't care at all.

He just wanted to know one thing.

"I...I...we...are..."

"We won, boss. We advanced to the finals, and we will play the final against Manchester United on the 24th. So, what you need to do now is to recover as soon as possible, and then lead us to beat Manchester United again."

When Stuart opened his mouth again and spoke vaguely, Su Fei immediately smiled and answered.

In fact, Su Fei didn't hear what the old man wanted to say.

But the look that kept looking at him.

made him understand.

The first thing Stuart did after waking up was to care about the outcome of the game. Su Fei was very moved, and Knight's eyes were red again.

"Okay!"

Two lines of tears flowed down Stuart's cheeks, and then he closed his eyes again.

This scene scared Knight next to him.

"Boss!!"

"Don't close your eyes! Hold on!!"

"Doctor! Go call the doctor!"

Nate hurriedly shouted to the nurse beside him. The nurse was very professional and calm, and came to check the old man's stable electrocardiogram.

It was at this time.

Stuart opened his eyes and finally said a complete sentence.

"I'm fine, Knight, don't disturb my sleep!"

Su Fei wanted to laugh.

But the atmosphere was not suitable, after all, Selena was still crying.

But seeing Knight's embarrassed expression.

It was really a bit unbearable.

I could only purse my lips and lower my head to control my facial muscles.

Huh.

Fortunately.

It was a close call.

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"Mr. Stewart's condition has stabilized."

"You two should really go back to the hotel to rest."

"It's too late."

After Oliver's reminder, Su Fei looked up at the clock on the wall and found that it was already four o'clock in the morning.

Su Fei took Knight out of the ward quietly.

When they approached the exit of the hospital.

They heard a commotion and saw through the glass door that a large number of reporters with cameras gathered outside the gate.

And the reporters outsideAlso noticed the two.

"It's Su!!"

"And Knight!!"

"Su! Excuse me, how is Stuart?!"

The reporters swarmed like ants seeing candy and squeezed outside the glass door.

If there were no security to stop them.

I'm afraid they would rush into the hospital all at once.

This posture.

Compared with the madness of the public interview area during the game, it was even worse.

Knight pulled Su Fei and wanted to run away from the other side.

Su Fei shook his head.

He quietly pushed open the door and raised his hand to signal the reporters to be quiet.

On the icons of this batch of media handheld devices, Su Fei saw many familiar media from the Premier League.

The Sun, Manchester Evening News, Sky Sports, The Guardian...

"On behalf of Manchester City, I thank you for your concern for my head coach. I will not accept interviews, but I know everyone has been waiting outside the hospital for a long time and needs an answer."

"But I also hope that everyone will stay rational. This is a hospital, and many patients and their families need to travel from here."

"Mr. Stewart has passed the critical period. The team will issue a notice later on the specific situation. I hope everyone can understand and go back to have a good rest."

There was sparse applause and cheers from reporters at the scene.

Half of it was about Stewart, and the other half was the recognition of Su Fei's behavior by reporters.

Su Fei was able to stand up and speak.

It was undoubtedly a respect for them waiting outside the hospital for so long.

The reporters expressed their recognition of Su Fei's speech with practical actions, and began to leave one after another.

Some reporters also did not forget to congratulate Su Fei.

"Su! Congratulations on your last-gasp goal against AC Milan yesterday. The team has successfully advanced to the final! I'm optimistic that you will win this year's Champions League!"

Su Fei didn't say much to the reporter. He nodded and got on the VIP shuttle bus specially sent by the hotel with Knight.

On the way.

Knight had a complicated expression and couldn't help but mention what Su Fei had just said to the reporters outside the hotel.

"Su, it seems that I still don't understand you well enough. From what I know about you, you won't take the initiative to find the media. You should stay away from them."

"That was an interview about football. But this time is different. There are always some people who are sincerely concerned about the boss's situation. Since the boss is out of danger, there is no need to make everyone too worried. And they can also bring the news to more fans."

"You are too mature, Su."

Knight showed an admiring expression to Su Fei, who was half a circle younger than himself.

Then he let out a long sigh, and the joy of successfully advancing to the Champions League final surged out again.

"Su, we won. We did it again... No, it was you, you led us to do it again!"

"......."

Knight, who did not receive Su Fei's answer, could not help but turn his head.

I found that Su Fei, who was talking to me a few seconds ago, had closed his eyes and leaned on the seat and fell asleep.

Tiredness also swept over Knight instantly.

After a while.

The sound of two people's steady breathing sounded in the car.

The driver who came to pick up the two was also very sensible. He silently slowed down the accelerator pedal and lowered the volume of the car music.

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