The Midfield Master

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Being kissed by Xia Ze, Wang Xiaolin felt that the hard work of the past few days was worth it.

"Needless to say thank you, your family's affairs are my affairs." Although Wang Xiaolin said it was okay in her mouth, she was sweet in her heart. At least Xia Ze can see his labor and knows to respect himself.

Xia Ze was quite moved by Wang Xiaolin's tenderness and consideration. He caressed her smooth face with tenderness in his eyes.

"I really don't know how to thank you." Xia Ze said softly.

"You want to thank me? Let me accompany you to London." Wang Xiaolin said mischievously suddenly.

"No, look at you, you've been so tired these days, you should rest at home." Xia Ze said hesitantly.

"Let me go, didn't you say you want to thank me? I really want to go." Wang Xiaolin said coquettishly, shaking Xia Ze's arm with a gentle face.

"Um... alright, but I only booked one plane ticket." Xia Ze couldn't bear her acting coquettishly, and gave in.

"Thank you, Zeze." Wang Xiaolin numbly kissed Xia Zedi on the cheek: "I have already prepared to go to England with you, and I have booked two tickets."

"..." Xia Ze was a little speechless.

After getting off Wang Xiaolin's car, he saw his beloved woman disappearing from the end of the road. Although Xia Ze was still very sad because of his grandfather's death, but with Wang Xiaolin always by his side, her tenderness and consideration gradually let him go. Own wounds healed.

With a happy smile, Xia Ze walked into the dark alley.

It seems to be very quiet tonight, even the street lights are not turned on. Xia Ze felt very strange, but he has been walking in this alley for more than ten years, even with his eyes closed, he can still find the door to go home.

Although there was a slight sadness in his heart, the sweetness that he had with Wang Xiaolin just now still reverberated on his face, so he didn't notice the situation in the alley for a while.

A sound of hurried footsteps came from behind, and Xia Ze was startled. When he wanted to turn his head to see what was going on, his eyes went dark, and his entire upper body was covered by a sack.

"what!!!?"

Before Xia Ze could finish his questioning, the right knee was hit hard by Mu,

A burst of heart-pounding pain came out of his feet, causing him to scream, and he could no longer stand still, and fell to the ground.

The person who attacked him suddenly didn't seem to give up, the wood kept falling on him, he could only hold his head and subconsciously protect his own head.

"Enough, don't fight anymore!" A voice came out.

The wood that kept hitting the body finally stopped.

"This is retribution!" A rather immature voice came. Although Xia Ze was beaten painfully all over his body, he could still tell that the voice was no more than 14 or 5 years old.

Just when he was about to ask a question, the two men threw the wood on the ground and ran away.

Xia Ze didn't know why someone ambushed him in the alley, he tore off the sack covering his head, every movement was accompanied by pain, if he hadn't protected his head just now, he might have passed out by now.

When he was about to stand up, there was a sharp pain in his right foot. He screamed again and fell to the ground.

"Oops." Xia Ze felt the pain coming from his knee, and knew that the hit by the opponent's wood just now had severely injured his knee, and it might be serious.

Enduring the severe pain, he reached out from the ground to retrieve the mobile phone that had just fallen to the ground, and dialed 120 for emergency services.

After doing all this, Xia Ze's face was covered with sweat the size of soybean grains.

...

Late at night in the hospital, Xia Ze was lying on the hospital bed, and was pushed out of the MRI examination room by the nurse. Waiting outside were father and daughter Wang Jingcun and Wang Xiaolin.

After they heard that Xia Ze had been attacked, they rushed to the hospital. At that time, Xia Ze had already entered the MRI examination room, where he was being examined for his injuries.

After Xia Ze was pushed out by the nurse, Wang Jingcun stepped forward to talk to the doctor.

He knew that Xia Ze was going to have an MRI, and the injury was likely to be serious, and Xia Ze was a professional player, his physical condition was equivalent to his life.

And Wang Xiaolin immediately walked to Xia Ze's side, supported the hospital bed, and looked at her boyfriend's bruised arms and cheeks distressedly as she walked.

"How could it be like this?" Wang Xiaolin said heartbroken, with tears in her eyes.

"It's okay, don't worry." Xia Ze reached out to touch her face and comforted her.

On the other side, Wang Jing was talking to the doctor.

"Doctor, where did he get hurt?" Wang Jingcun asked with concern.

"His knee suffered a strong impact, which caused it to twist and deform, and part of the ligament was torn." The doctor said solemnly.

After Wang Jingcun listened, his heart sank to the bottom of the sea. He knew what a torn ligament meant to an athlete.

Xia Ze will have to recuperate for at least a month, or even longer, before he can return to the arena. Perhaps this will not interrupt his career, but he was supposed to report to Tottenham for a medical examination tomorrow, which is not a small blow.

"Then how long will it take for him to recover?" Although Wang Jingcun himself judged that the injury was serious, he may still have a glimmer of hope after consulting a doctor.

"I can't guarantee this. An athlete like him should go to a more professional doctor for treatment. I can't guarantee that I can give him the best treatment conditions. But according to my experience, this kind of injury requires at least two days of recuperation. More than a month." The doctor said cautiously.

...

When Wang Jingcun told Xia Ze the results of the examination and the doctor's diagnosis, Xia Ze's face, which had recovered a little blood, suddenly turned pale, and it took a long time before he managed to squeeze out a smile, comforting himself:

"Maybe this is fate, I haven't left Maritimo yet..."

Hearing what Xia Ze said, both Wang Jingcun and Wang Xiaolin were very sad.

"Uncle Wang, it's very late, you and Xiao Lin go back to rest first, and we'll talk about other things tomorrow." Xia Ze raised his head and said to the two of them.

"No, I want to stay here with you!" Wang Xiaolin held Xia Ze's hand and said distressedly.

She knew that Xia Ze must be feeling very uncomfortable now, and she didn't want to leave his side when he was in the most pain.

"Be obedient, you haven't had a good rest these days, go back to rest first, and come see me tomorrow. I have a nurse here to take care of me, so I'm fine." Xia Ze touched her hand and persuaded her.

"Yes, Xiao Lin, let's go back first." Wang Jingcun also advised beside him.

Under the persuasion of Xia Ze and Wang Jingcun, Wang Xiaolin finally left the hospital with her father reluctantly.

After Wang Xiaolin and the others left, Xia Ze dialed Tenonio's phone, and the first thing he said was a wry smile:

"Joao, I screwed up."

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