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Chapter 297(2/2)

He quickly waved to the coaching bench, and the team doctor immediately came in with a stretcher.

Lippi walked to the bench and called Wu Xi to warm up.

Experience told him that Zheng Zhi might end up injured and he must prepare in advance.

Although Zheng Zhi is old, he is the most critical member of the midfield. He is the midfield commander.

There is actually no candidate who can replace him. Even if Wu Xi is sent, his role will not be enough to make up for Zheng Zhi's departure.

But what can we do? The Chinese team only has this talent reserve and can't find anyone else.

unless……

His eyes fell on Luo Wu, and he probably had a new idea.

At this time, Luo Wu was negotiating with the referee, thinking that Hassan's foul just now was very serious, and the referee should show Hassan the card.

But the referee ignored him and resumed the game.

The Chinese team played one less player.

Luo Wu kicked the ball to Huang Bowen, and Huang Bowen handed the ball back to him.

The Qatari army pressed forward, and while Zheng Zhi was not on the court, they attacked with more and less, surely hoping to seize the ball and then launch an attack.

The defensive pressure in the backcourt increased, and Shi Ke finally kicked the ball out!

Zhang Yuning, who was in front, carried Qatari central defender Al-Saharman alone. The two of them jumped in the air, and a violent collision occurred.

Zhang Yuning jumps higher!

But Sahaman's momentum was not inferior to him. He swung his iron head and hit Zhang Yuning hard on the left side of his forehead.

No,

It should be the corner of the left eyebrow.

The moment Zhang Yuning landed, blood flowed from the corner of his left eyebrow, and soon, half of his face turned red.

The bleeding doesn't stop.

It looked very serious, and the referee's whistle sounded again, ending the game.

Within one minute, China lost two generals in a row.

The team doctor just reported Zheng Zhi's injury to Lippi, saying that Zheng Zhi can no longer persist. As a result, he now has to run on the court again.

After helping Zhang Yuning off the court, he immediately stopped the bleeding.

The camera at the scene also focused on Zhang Yuning. Zhang Yuning's left eye was tightly closed, and it looked like he had hurt his eye.

"Oh my god! It's really unlucky. It looks like Zhang Yuning's injury is not serious. Now it's trouble. Is Lippi going to replace two players in a row? Zheng Zhi has already limped back to the bench. He must not be able to continue playing.

Already."

"Zhang Yuning is also in a daze. If his eyes are injured, his vision will be impossible to control, and he will have no choice but to die."

"There's no card for this, it's really too much!"

Zhang Yuning, who was off the court, waved his hand to indicate that he could not continue.

In this case, Lippi can only passively replace two generals.

Gao Lin has already taken off his coat. He must be a good candidate to replace Zhang Yuning.

But who will replace Zheng Zhi?

What people didn't expect was that the one who came on the field was not Wu Xi, who had just warmed up in advance, but another player Wu Lei.

Luo Wu was also called to his side by head coach Lippi.

"Lo,"

"You come back to play midfield, and you organize the offense."

Lippi handed over the new task to Luo Wu.

Others are unreliable, so that's all.

"Don't worry, boss."

"Take it easy."

"I can handle it!"
Chapter completed!
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