Puff

Barak felt a smear of liquid spraying on his face, and there was a strong smell of blood. He closed his eyes and rushed to the ground. After falling to the ground, he opened his eyes and saw Zheng Zhi fall at his feet.

Zheng Zhi's left forehead was covered with bright red blood! Blood gushed out from the corners of his eyes.

ah!

Just now……

At this moment, he was a little scared.

The ruthlessness and domineeringness on his face disappeared in an instant. At this moment, he didn't think he was Zheng Zhi's opponent, so he raised his hand first.

"Referee, he is injured!"

"He is injured!"

He even felt a little panicked inside.

After all, the courage and ruthlessness on the court are not the most real him, only at the competitive level!

He actually has a very kind heart.

Of course the referee could see it. He immediately blew the whistle, paused the game, and waved to the coach's seat in Frankfurt.

Zheng Zhi's howl just now had already touched people's hearts at the first time, and the Frankfurt team doctor rushed into the stadium quickly.

Zheng Zhi was still lying flat on the grass, and his blood had already stained half of his face.

"Zheng Zhi, is it okay?"

"Zheng Zhi?"

Yang Chen was really anxious. His face was covered in blood and was still popping up. It looked really scary.

He squatted down and pressed Zheng Zhiliu's blood with his left palm.

"I,"

"I……"

"I'm fine."

Zheng Zhi closed his eyes tightly, his head swayed slightly, and he seemed to be relatively awake.

He was shocked when he soon rushed to him and saw Zheng Zhi's face. He immediately treated Zheng Zhi's wound on the spot.

"Why,"

"The blood flows non-stop,"

"The white away jersey was dyed red, and the turf was also stained a lot."

"Zheng Zhi looks very injured."

"The team doctor is stopping the bleeding."

"This is not the first time he has been injured in the Bundesliga. Last time it was his ankle, but this time it seemed to hit his forehead, probably at the corner of his eyes."

"Hemorrhage in the corners of the eye can be large or small, may cause concussion, and may affect vision."

Huang Jianxiang said a lot.

"Jian Xiang, don't say it so seriously. Everyone is sitting in front of the TV and watching, don't scare everyone." Zhang Lu reminded.

"oh,"

"I'm sorry, I'm too worried."

"Don't worry, Zheng Zhi is very strong. He is a strong young man. He will be fine. He is our fighter! Warrior!" Huang Jianxiang quickly changed his lines.

"He now walked off the court with the help of the team doctor. He had a white bandage on his head. It didn't seem that the problem was, but I just didn't know if he could return to the court."

"Emantrout is moving, he is pulling Soberzik and talking, and it is likely to replace Zheng Zhi."

"Actually, there is no need for Zheng Zhi to continue taking risks. He has done enough and he can get out early."

At this moment, Chinese fans also think so, as long as they are fine. They have already set up a goal and completed a goal, what about Zheng Zhi? Are they going to die in the battlefield? If Zheng Zhi goes on ahead, they can accept it.

Zheng Zhi's injury also touched the hearts of Frankfurt fans. Many fans at the scene clasped their hands together, while others were slashing crosses, praying for Zheng Zhi. They all hoped that Zheng Zhi would be fine.

"Everyone is focused!"

"Play the game!"

Frankfurt captain Nikolov yelled in the backcourt, and Zheng Zhi's injury also made him feel like a knife, "For Zheng!"

"Come on!"

He thought Zheng Zhi would not return to the court.

"For Zheng!"

Schneider was also infected, and Zheng Zhi was the most desperate teammate he had ever seen.

It's not just Schneider? Isn't it the same with other teammates?

Before Zheng Zhi came to the team, they were like idle guys, one day without a day of mercy, and they all thought that their career was like that and they would never have a new height.

But after Zheng Zhi came, he led them to play better and better, and their grades became more and more beautiful. They realized that they still had potential. At least, they dared to wrestle the arm of a strong team and dared to fight them!

Zheng Zhi’s injury can also motivate his teammates!

The game continued, Zheng Zhi was still receiving treatment on the sidelines. Emmantrout had not made any substitutions yet. He was still looking forward to Zheng Zhi's resurrection in full blood...

Zheng Zhi, who has already wrapped his head into the Indian San, is still his hope...

The team doctor is conducting an examination of Zheng Zhi. There is no problem with bleeding in the corners of the eye, as long as it does not hurt other places.

"Dirty?"

"No."

"Disgusting?"

"No."

"How many fingers?"

“Four.”

"Is the vision blurry?"

"No!"

"Run a few steps and take a look!"

Zheng Zhizhao did the right thing...

"Can Zheng Hua appear?" Emmantrout asked the team doctor anxiously.

"No problem!"

"Can he continue to play?"

"As long as he wants," the team doctor spread his hands and said decisively.

"Zheng,"

"Do you want to continue fighting?" Emmantrout had to ask Zheng Zhi for his opinion.

"Boss, I'm fine! Please let me play again!"

Isn’t it just bleeding from the corners of the eyes? It’s a bit big. Zheng Zhi thought to himself.

"That's good!"

"You're the hero of Frankfurt!"

After Zheng Zhi finished speaking, he had already run to the fourth official to apply to return to the court.

The fans at the scene immediately surged, and then both Frankfurt and Kaiserslautern fans clapped.

They gave Zheng Zhi the most intense applause. At this moment, no opponent is distinguished! This young man from the East deserves everyone's respect and is worthy of applause.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

Frankfurt fans shouted his name, and many Chinese fans at the scene were already in tears.

That guy...

Barack stood in the middle of the stadium and looked at Zheng Zhi incredibly, really looking at Zheng Zhi with admiration.

As an opponent, he was almost moved.

If all his teammates are the same as him, alas...

Soon, Zheng Zhi jumped and appeared in front of him again. Barak immediately gave him a kind smile, and Zheng Zhi nodded slightly.

At this moment, the two of them had such a little subtle intersection...
To be continued...