Seeing Ozil being carried to the sidelines with a look of pain, Dimateo nervously waited for the team doctor's diagnosis, "No, let's substitution, it hurts the calf. The preliminary observation now is that it takes at least one month to recuperate. The specific details need to be completed through further examinations," the team doctor said to Dimateo after careful preliminary diagnosis.

After hearing the team doctor's words, Di Matteo felt that God was really making a joke with him. After the team went smoothly, did they want to make Chelsea lose their glory through Ozil's injury? You should know that the team doctor is just conservatively estimated to be one month, and this is just an estimate. I don't know what the real situation is. It will take at least 2 or 3 months from injury to recovery, which means that Ozil will almost say goodbye this season unless the team can go to May.

Di Matteo felt that the possibility of winning four championships this season was going to ruin. For the first time, he had the idea of ​​cursing his fellow villager Matrazi. He watched the team doctor send Ozil to the nearby hospital with an extremely serious expression.

I don't know if Matrazi also knew that this foul was indeed a bit too much, or felt that he was in the wrong. After receiving the referee's yellow card warning, he said nothing and did not clash with the Chelsea players. He was like an outsider, standing aside and not knowing what he was thinking.

But don't think that Matrazi is honest. Anyone who has fought with him knows that this guy is definitely two different people on the football field and off the court. The only one who left an impression on the court is Matrazi who is irritable, fierce in defense, and strong in revenge. Although he didn't say anything in his heart at this moment, Matrazi firmly remembered the first Qin Tian who rushed up to shout at him. In addition, Qin Tian poses the greatest threat to the team. Therefore, "Damn, everyone is so old, with such a high salary. He actually dared to challenge me just now, it will be your turn later." Looking at Qin Tian staring at him, Matrazi thought secretly in his heart.

Finally, the brief conflict on the court was temporarily calmed down with the persuasion of the referee and the lineman, as well as coaches on both sides, which disappointed some reporters who were afraid of the world's chaos on the sidelines. In that situation just now, the two teams were much more exciting than the game, and the sales of the newspaper...

Although the game has resumed and Matic replaced Ozil on the court, after experiencing the incident just now, the tempers of both players, especially Chelsea players, were kicked out. Several players in the Blues are not easy to deal with. Drogba, Anelka, Terry, Lampard and Essin are all people who are not afraid of fighting with others.

Although the sir is trying hard to suppress it, Meacha is now like a huge bucket, and everything is pouring oil on it. As long as there is a little spark, it will inevitably lead to an explosion.

For this reason, both sides fought wildly for each ball in the following game, which could be said to be fatal. They all greeted each other's feet. Even the later halftime break could not calm down. The second half of the game was extremely hot from the first minute.

After only ten minutes of the start, the referee had already shown the fourth yellow card of the game. Unfortunately, the situation on the field did not change at all, and gradually broke away from the referee's control. Perhaps the referee was very regretful at this moment. He had known that he would have sent Matrazi out with a red card just now.

"Boy, don't think you're amazing if you have a net worth of 100 million. Humph, this is Meacha, and the Champions League is not as easy as you imagined." Qin Tian was deliberately knocked to the ground by the opponent when he received a pass from Lampard and was about to pass Matrazi who was blocking him. Matrazi looked at Qin Tian with disdain.

Although he had already carried a yellow card on his body, Matrazi was not worried that the referee would give him a second reed at this moment. After all, this foul was not malicious. If you want to blame, you can only blame the opponent's body for being too weak. Such a collision is quite normal in Serie A. At most, you just pushed the opponent with your elbow, but the referee's vision cannot be seen. Haha, in scoundrel words, what can you do to me?

Under the current circumstances, the referee actually has a lot of concerns every time he plays cards. Unless it is very bad, he will not pay the cards in general. Sure enough, Matrazi was right. The referee just warned him a few symbolic words and gave Chelsea a set piece, so there was no further information. Although this caused dissatisfaction among Chelsea players, the referee still insisted on his own penalty.

"Now, should I tell you that even if you are old and play more football than me, but so what? If you don't have the ability, you don't have the ability. Also, when facing a newcomer, you should be highly focused." Five minutes later, Qin Tian didn't look at Matrazi lying beside him, and said calmly. Under Matrazi's hideous expression, he ran towards the midfield as if nothing had happened.

It turned out that just now, goalkeeper Cesar opened the ball with his big foot and jumped up with Qin Tian on Matrazi and the opponent to compete for the ball. However, Qin Tian was still a little soft and tender in front of the header Matrazi, but it didn't matter. Qin Tian was not going for the ball this time, but for the people, and his elbow was also pressed under Matrazi's ribs, grinning.

"Damn, since you are looking for death, don't blame me." Looking at Qin Tian running away, Matrazi's heart was completely distorted. He has been in the arena for so many years, and I have never been the only one to punish others. I didn't expect to encounter a thorn today." Thinking of this, Matrazi's mind was completely no longer playing football.

In fact, it was not only Qin Tian who was deliberately put down on the lawn by the opponent's player, but several players in the frontcourt, including Matic who had just started playing, looked at the jerseys on his body, and there were already stains. Of course, Inter Milan's players were the same. Milito, who had just received a pass from Sneider, was about to break through with the ball, but was knocked directly to the ground by Essin.

At 71 minutes of the game, Qin Tian received a pass from Pepe in the backcourt and ferried the ball to Matic beside him. He bypassed Cambiaso directly and rushed towards the opponent's penalty area. Matic, who got Qin Tian's pass, did not dribble the ball himself, directly pushed the ball forward, making a small cooperation of two and one.

Qin Tian, ​​who had thrown away Cambiaso, was like a hungry wolf entering the flock of sheep and quickly approaching the opponent's penalty area. As Lucio got closer, Qin Tian began to slow down, staring at the Inter Milan player in front with high concentration, placing bicycles on both feet, ready to break through at any time.

"Qin, be careful!" Qin Tian, ​​who was riding a bicycle, suddenly heard Drogba's roar in front of him, and felt a chill in his heart. His abnormal vision had effect again. Qin Tian had noticed that a figure in his right front was getting closer and closer to him. Qin Tian subconsciously jumped up, but he still lowered a little, and a sharp pain came from his right leg, followed by a huge force that completely knocked him away.

As expected, Qin Tian felt a buzzing sound in his mind. Before he lost consciousness, Qin Tian’s only thought was, “Is my legs broken?” Then he slowly closed his eyes as if he was weighing thousands of pounds and fell into a coma. However, Qin Tian still remembered the person who bumped into him - Matrazi!

Originally, Qin Tian would not have been knocked down by the opponent so easily, but just now his attention was all focused on Lucio. In many matches in the Bundesliga, Qin Tian knew Lucio's strength and did not pay any attention to the situation around him at will. The cunning Matrazi was calculating and slipped over quietly from the other side. Of course, the result was like this now. Otherwise, even if Qin Tian could not keep the ball, he would not be injured.

Lucio, who was already on high alert and was about to cut off Qin Tian, ​​stared blankly at the scene in front of him. At this moment, Lucio looked at Matrazi, who was slowly standing up without expression, and for the first time he felt that he had won a victory with such a person in the same team?

When Lucio thought of this, he regretted his choice to play football in Inter Milan for the first time. "Stretcher", Lucio ran to Qin Tian quickly and shouted loudly at the sidelines.

"Damn, why is my head groggy? Where is this? What happened?" Qin Tian, ​​who finally woke up, looked at the snow-white walls and the strange environment around him, muttering to himself, "Hospital?" Looking at the little bits on his hands, Qin Tian finally thought of something.

"Oh, that damn Matrazi!" Qin Tian remembered the moment when he was beaten down by Matrazi again on the Meacha Stadium. He subconsciously wanted to look at his right leg, but found that he could not move at all. A huge feeling of pain spread throughout his body, "Damn, damn."

Qin Tian gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely. This was not only a scolding Matrazi, but also a scolding himself for being so careless. He quickly recalled what Ozil said in the game in the game. He was too careless at the time and underestimated the other party's revenge and shamelessness. Now the consequences can only be tasted by himself.

"I don't know when it's now? Did we win the game?" No one around me looked at the empty room and smelled the smell of disinfectant. Qin Tian had a lot of thoughts.

Just as Qin Tian was bored and at a loss, the door of the ward was suddenly opened. Looking at him, it was his teammates who walked in one after another and counted, well, with the Ozil who was sitting in a wheelchair, there were really a lot of them.
Chapter completed!