Chapter 2149 - 554: Happy Birthday, Brother
Huang Kaiwen was carried off the field on a stretcher.
"The second half hasn’t been going for long, but it’s hard to imagine the situation; Huang Kaiwen got injured and left the field."
"Yes, the next match is in a week. Will Huang Kaiwen make it to the next game?"
"Huang Kaiwen’s effort was indeed very intense, but I wonder how serious his injury is."
The San Siro was silent.
This was not what the Rossoneri had expected.
Without Huang Kaiwen, even with the lead, the Milan Fans had no mood to celebrate.
"How is it, how is it?"
Guardiola rushed up to ask immediately.
"The specific situation needs further examination. I’m preparing to send Kevin directly to the hospital."
Giovanni Nanni said.
"Then why are you standing around? Get him to the hospital!"
Guardiola urged, sprinting while clutching the edges of the stretcher.
Originally, two people lifting the stretcher was effortless.
However, Guardiola squeezed in, making the corridor crowded.
Not paying attention, Guardiola tripped and tumbled down the stairs.
Luckily, the AC Milan team’s medical staff remembered not to let go of the stretcher, even in a hurry. Otherwise, a new cement pillar might have appeared on the Grand Canal of Milan tonight.
"Pep, are you okay?"
Giovanni Nanni, who followed behind, asked.
Hiss,
Guardiola wanted to speak, but he inhaled sharply.
He frowned, waving his hand vigorously, signaling Nanni to quickly tend to Huang Kaiwen.
Waving his hand pulled a muscle, causing a spasm of pain in his back.
Although Giovanni Nanni was a bit worried, he still followed the stretcher to take Huang Kaiwen to the hospital.
Huang Kaiwen’s injury completely affected the game’s situation.
Lacking creativity, Milan’s offense couldn’t find its rhythm.
After a few minutes, Guardiola was also carried off on a stretcher.
"What should we do, sir?"
Torrent asked anxiously.
He was accustomed to calling Old Maldini sir, given his advanced age.
Cesare Maldini said, "Let Kevin De Bruyne warm up; Messi hasn’t fully recovered, so he won’t play today."
"Okay, okay."
Torrent nodded vigorously and immediately signaled the players to warm up.
He himself had a certain command ability and could get along harmoniously with the players.
But there was one problem: when faced with cameras, he became flustered, and without a backbone, his mind went blank.
This is why he hadn’t become the first team interim coach before.
De Bruyne and Hazard were substituted one after the other, but Milan Players were noticeably worried.
The attack always fell a tad short.
As the match was coming to an end, Chelsea got a corner kick opportunity.
Modric took the corner kick, Huntelaar nodded at the front post, sending the ball into the side netting, but the ball went into the goal from the side net, and Bruche declared the goal valid!
Players from both sides hadn’t anticipated this outcome.
Old Maldini, concerned about Huang Kaiwen’s injury, didn’t even argue with the referee.
The match ended with Milan 3:2 Chelsea.
San Siro Press Room.
Cesare Maldini, accompanied by Gattuso, attended the press conference.
On Chelsea’s side, it was still Ancelotti and Terry.
As both sides took their seats,
Reporters couldn’t wait to start asking questions.
"Kevin and Guardiola are both injured. Will this cost AC Milan the UEFA Champions League?"
"Why didn’t Messi play today, does he have a conflict with Guardiola?"
"At the end of the match, Huntelaar’s goal clearly came from the side netting. John, do you think that was a goal?"
"Carlo, does Kevin’s injury have anything to do with you or Tassotti?"
"Was Tassotti performing some kind of ritual on the sidelines that caused Kevin’s injury?"
"Carlo Ancelotti, what exactly did you do to cause Kevin’s injury?"
By the time the Italian reporters started asking questions, they were already quite rude.
If it is confirmed that Huang Kaiwen’s injury is related to Ancelotti, Ancelotti and Tassotti would never have to return to Italy.
Ancelotti knew this, of course.
He couldn’t sit still in this situation, grabbed the microphone with one hand, raised it to his mouth, and said with a raised eyebrow, "Kevin’s injury has nothing to do with me or Mauro. When coaching Kevin, I would often use my own methods to assist in the game. A coach’s duty is to protect players, to ignite their potential, not to harm them."
"But how can you prove that you and Tassotti didn’t harm Kevin?"
The Italian reporter asked in a hostile tone.
Ancelotti was momentarily at a loss.
But then, a sudden idea came to him, saying, "In the footage of matches I’ve coached, there should be identical scenarios. You can check whether the opposition’s key players had to leave the field due to injury. I’ll have the Chelsea staff look into it, and it will be published on Chelsea’s official website soon."
He had to prove himself.
If he let the media throw dirt on him,
He would have to prepare to leave the country with his daughter immediately.
Italy would no longer be a feasible place to stay.
"Yes, I trust that Mr. Ancelotti is not that kind of person."
Terry nodded and said.
Reporters from the United Kingdom were somewhat disappointed.
They hadn’t expected Ancelotti to come up with a way to clear his name so quickly.
Now there was no major news.
They had been ready for a sensational story.
If Huang Kaiwen’s initial injury wasn’t caused by a Wizard from Inter Milan but by Ancelotti, with the enemy lurking within, it would have been enough for them to report for half a year.