Chapter 466: Thank You, I'm Really Fine!

"Just adjust a bit, focus your attention!"

Ramsey shouted at the Arsenal players on the field.

Trailing by two goals in the 70th minute, the situation was not good.

But if one had to say, Arsenal still had some chances.

Noticing the opponent changing tactics, Tang Ye signaled his teammates to shift toward the left flank.

"Ten Hag substituted Martial for Rashford; I think this substitution choice is quite good."

"Because we all know that Rashford is the kind of player where, if he scores in the first half, his performance in the second half might not be as outstanding as before..."

As Manchester United's defensive line dropped back, Arsenal's counter-attack time began.

Slap!

A low driven through-pass went straight to Aubameyang!

Tang Ye was retreating quickly.

Realizing his position was deeper than Rodri's, Tang Ye moved directly beside Aubameyang to apply pressure.

It was just a pity that Aubameyang was far too cautious!

He shielded the ball with his back, adjusted, then passed to Ramsey!

Tang Ye remained beside Aubameyang.

Ramsey played a cutback!

!

He dropped to the ground at light speed to intercept, but Tang Ye's legs seemed a bit too short.

He missed by just a tiny distance!

The interception failed; Aubameyang successfully delivered the ball to his teammate.

Bellerin cut into the penalty area!

He took a shot!

"This one's in!"

"In the 76th minute of the match, Arsenal leveled the score to 2:3."

"Hmm, looking at it this way, Arsenal actually still has some chances."

Arsenal's attack was flowing smoothly, which exposed the problems already existing in Manchester United's defense.

"Roar!!!"

A furious roar erupted; the Arsenal players' momentum reached its peak.

Emery was giving hand signals from the touchline.

They wanted to take points from Manchester United!

"Arsenal!"

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

Ten Hag made another substitution; Rojo, just recovered from injury, replaced Alexis, and Manchester United shifted from a four-defender formation to a five-defender one.

The situation now was that Arsenal wanted to score again and take one point from Manchester United.

But Manchester United was unwilling!

"Give me this!"

Shouting once before closing in, Tang Ye went straight into a one-on-one duel with Bellerin.

Standing with one foot forward and one back, his center of gravity shifted along with Bellerin's movements...

He passed!

Tang Ye sat down on the spot; Bellerin's through-ball struck his lower leg.

!!!

The situation was urgent; neither side wanted to give up possession.

Tang Ye tried to shield the ball with his body, but Bellerin wanted to kick the ball away.

His original intention was indeed to win possession, but just as Bellerin extended his foot, Tang Ye suddenly adjusted his position.

In the end, Bellerin stepped squarely on Tang Ye's lower leg.

"Ah!"

A sharp scream rang out, and the next second, the referee blew the whistle.

"Hey, that foul by Bellerin was obvious."

The commentators and fans began to grow tense, because Tang Ye's expression now was terrifyingly painful.

"Get away!"

Rodri was also anxious; he shoved Bellerin away, then joined Smalling at Tang Ye's side.

The Manchester United team doctor entered the field!

"The situation doesn't look very optimistic..."

"Let's look at the replay. Going to ground to intercept..."

"Tang Ye was likely trying to shield the ball with his body, and Bellerin..."

"Oh! (Suddenly realizing) Tang Ye turned his body, causing Bellerin to step directly on his lower leg."

Although unintentional, Bellerin's studs had indeed stepped on Tang Ye.

"Fuck you!"

"You idiot!"

"Xuuu!!!"

The Manchester United players are now furious!

"Damn, damn..."

Tang Ye covered his face with both hands, while the team doctor examined his calf.

"I'm going to press on your muscles now; if you feel pain, shout it out."

Press hard with the thumb!

"Ah!!!"

The two team doctors exchanged a glance, then gave Ten Hag a hand signal.

Damn!

Dongqiu Di live match report: Foul committed during defense, Tang Ye suspected injured.

【????】

【Brother, don't mess around】

【It shouldn't be too serious, right...】

【ggbond, wuwu, wuwuwu...】

Tang Ye was helped off the field by the team doctor, and Rodri specifically ran over.

"It's fine, we can still win."

Rodri gave Tang Ye's shoulder a squeeze.

"Just rest."

Clap clap clap!

Applause from the fans rang out in the stands; Tang Ye, leaning his weight on the team doctor's shoulder, said, "Mr., actually, I feel much better now."

"You can't play anymore, you can't play anymore."

The team doctor stopped Tang Ye's attempt to return to the pitch.

"It's fine, it's fine."

Ten Hag hugged Tang Ye, then looked toward the pitch with an unpleasant expression.

Tang Ye's departure immediately ramped up the pressure on the Manchester United players.

This was the most focused the Manchester United players had been all season, aside from the Manchester derby.

Valencia gritted his teeth.

If Arsenal really equalized the score, how would he be able to speak to Tom in the locker room later?

Dongqiu Di match report: Manchester United defeats Arsenal 3:2; Tang Ye injured and taken back to the locker room by the team doctor. (47,291 comments)

December is a crucial month for the league, and next month is the Asian Cup, so news of Tang Ye's sudden injury immediately drew the attention of fans.

Hiss—

ggbond, are you... okay?

"Damn, am I about to kick the bucket?"

Lying on the bed in the middle of the locker room, Tang Ye gripped the edge of the bed tightly with both hands.

The team doctor's massage caused him pain.

There was 【Grealish's Draft Beer】 that could serve as an anesthetic, but Tang Ye couldn't use it.

Losing the sense of pain at this moment would affect the treatment of the injury.

ggbond was facing unbearable pain, but ggbond was very brave; he could endure this pain.

"How is the situation?"

The match ended, and Ten Hag and Fan Fan Dejiahe returned to the locker room immediately.

"I don't feel very good,"

Tang Ye said.

"Actually, it's just a bit painful; it's not very serious."

The team doctor gave his assessment.

Bellerin lifted his foot the instant he stepped on Tang Ye, so Tang Ye did not actually bear Bellerin's full body weight.

As for why it hurt so much, it was because Tang Ye's calf was tense at the moment he was stepped on, and Bellerin's kick directly gave him a cramp.

"So it's nothing after all."

Tang Ye sat straight up from the bed.

Smoothing his hair, he said, "I thought I wouldn't be able to play for several months."

People who often play FIFA games know that some players suddenly get injured and miss several months after a match.

Fortunately, Tang Ye didn't encounter that situation.

Knowing he was not seriously hurt, Tang Ye prepared to get off the bed.

The moment his foot touched the ground, he jumped up on the spot the next second.

"Damn!"

It's a cramp!

Creak—

Ashley Young and Rodri returned to the locker room; the first thing they saw was Tang Ye rolling on the floor.

"Fuck."

Ashley Young and Rodri exchanged a glance.

The players had originally intended to return to the Manchester United locker room, but they have now changed their minds.

To the Arsenal locker room!

"Hey, hey, hey, stop them, stop them!"

Ten Hag sent Fan Fan Dejiahe to round the players up.

……

At the post-match interview time, Rashford returned to the pitch.

"Yes, I learned this from Tom. Since we've been training together all along, after seeing it so many times, I more or less picked it up; this shooting technique is quite effective."

Rashford sniffed: "But I feel I haven't learned it well enough yet; my movement isn't as coordinated as his."

"Tang Ye! Tang Ye!"

"Beep beep beep!"

Fans in the stands were all shouting Tang Ye's name, so the reporter quickly changed the subject.

"We saw Tom get injured and substituted off in the second half; may I ask how his condition is now?"

The fans on site fell silent, preparing to hear Rashford's answer.

With studs stepping on the calf, it certainly didn't look like a superficial injury by any measure.

"……"

Rashford looked left and right.

The team doctor had said Tang Ye was not seriously hurt, but...

Rashford recalled the scene he witnessed the moment he walked into the locker room.

"I'm not entirely sure either... I feel the situation isn't too good, but I can't be certain..."

With two consecutive "can't be certain"s, both the reporters and the fans held their breath.

……

Reposted by Dongqiu Di: Fans on site captured footage of Tang Ye walking onto the team bus unaided after the match ended.

He appeared to be recovering well, but news like this often fails to capture the fans' attention.

News that can capture the fans' attention looks like this:

Sky Sports: Medical experts reviewed the video footage of the moment Tang Ye was injured; he will be out for at least two weeks. If this proves true, the player will miss next week's double-red derby.

【To be honest, if it's only two weeks, that's acceptable; worst case, we just lose the double-red derby.】

【Sky Sports can't be trusted; what if those two weeks turn into two months?】

【If it's two months, Mancheng can just announce the championship in advance.】

Things have blown up a bit, and Manchester United officially issued a tweet specifically regarding this.

Official: Tang Ye was injured during the match against Arsenal; the team doctor judges the situation to be manageable, but the final result still awaits detailed examination.

……

France Football releases the media voting results for the 2018 European Ballon d'Or (excerpt).

Croatian media: Modrić, Tang Ye, C. Ronaldo.

French media: Mbappé, Modrić, Tang Ye.

Spanish media: Tang Ye, Griezmann, Mbappé.

Portuguese media: C. Ronaldo, Messi, Modrić.

Argentine media: Griezmann, Varane, Messi.

Chinese media: Tang Ye, Modrić, C. Ronaldo.

South Korean media: Modrić, Tang Ye, C. Ronaldo.

Reporters from 182 countries and regions participated in the voting; among them, the votes from reporters in South Korea, Belgium, and Singapore aligned with the final results.

Unfortunately, the newspaper did not publish the votes of the national team captains, so fans currently have no way of knowing who C. Ronaldo, Messi, and Neymar cast their votes for.

As for the Kopa Trophy, the specific details of the voting for this award were indeed published, but frankly, there isn't much point in looking at them.

Suárez: 1. Tang Ye, 2. Mbappé, 3. Pulisic.

Denis Law: 1. Tang Ye...

Shevchenko: 1. Tang Ye.

Cannavaro: 1. Tang Ye.

C. Ronaldo: 1. Tang Ye.

Messi: 1. Tang Ye.

……

110 points; this score means that every judge gave their first-place vote to Tang Ye.

As for Mbappé, the Frenchman's World Cup performance was certainly beyond dispute, but when comparing league and Champions League performances, there remains a huge gap between the Ninja Turtle and the Master.

Unfortunately, however, the Master has currently encountered some trouble; he will have to lie in bed for a while.

While the doctor was handling the equipment, Tang Ye played on his phone during the wait.

Many fans in the comments section wanted to know his current condition, so Tang Ye simply posted a photo for them.

A simple shot of his two feet.

Caption: About to undergo an MRI; hope nothing is wrong.

【ykadam: Tom, I'm willing to trade ten years of my life for you to be okay!】

Hmm!

Tang Ye raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised that a fan would say such a thing.

【Tang Ye: You're being too polite, brother.】

"Mr., hello, the examination can begin now."

……

Check Dongqiu Di pinned post: Safe and sound! Tang Ye encountered a British mage sacrificing to assist; Manchester United officially announced the player's health examination results.

【ykadam: Tom, I am willing to trade ten years of my lifespan for your safety!】 —13:12

【Tang Ye: You are being too polite, brother.】 —13:14

【ykadam: It's nothing, it's nothing, just ten years of lifespan.】 —13:15

【Tang Ye: Damn, brother, I really am fine, thank you!】 —15:02

【ykadam: Ah... fuck, don't thank me.】 —15:06

【Tang Ye: Thank you, brother, truly thank you; I didn't expect there to be absolutely nothing wrong.】 —15:08

The great Mage ykadam!

The treated ggbond!

Accompanied by staff members as he exited the hospital, Tang Ye's heart felt warm.

He hadn't expected that someone would truly be willing to trade ten years of their lifespan for his health.

"The human world lacks nothing so much as kind, genuine emotion; the world is better than you imagine."

This was something Tang Ye had scrolled past on a WeChat marketing account.

Now it seemed indeed to be so.

……

Daily Star—Chinese witchcraft? Tom seizes ten years of lifespan from a local Manchester United fan in Portsmouth; stepped on by studs during the match yet remains unharmed.

Some less authoritative newspapers simply love to exaggerate the facts.

Claiming there was absolutely nothing wrong was, of course, false; although Bellerín had not injured the muscles in Tang Ye's calf, the cramp was undeniably real.

"Hiss, ugh."

While Tang Ye was receiving massage in the physiotherapy room, Ten Hag was simultaneously emphasizing matters regarding tomorrow's match to the Manchester United players.

"Tom will not play tomorrow; by that, I mean he will not even be in the squad list. This season we have rarely played a match without Tom, so I worry you won't be able to adapt at first."

Ten Hag looked at the players in the room: "But this is indeed something we must face, because next month we will encounter the same situation."

Tang Ye lay on the bed with both arms spread out and his head turned to the side.

Although it hurt, he now felt very relaxed.

King ggbond's shoulders were broad; once opened, they could block out all sunlight, thereby protecting his teammates from sunburn.

But the King cannot protect his little brothers for a lifetime, otherwise the little brothers will never grow up.

"It's just Fulham; we'll win easily."

Ashley Young said this in Tang Ye's tone.

"Rest assured; before you are fully recovered, we won't drop a single point."

Smalling leaned against the edge of Tang Ye's bed.

"Without you, we are still very confident playing against some weaker teams, so don't imagine yourself as too formidable; you are only generally formidable, Tom."

Tang Ye did not speak.

"Hmm, Tom?"

Smalling paused for a moment; Rodri pointed at Tang Ye's head.

Only upon looking closely did they realize that the generally formidable Tom had already fallen asleep.

Surrounded by teammates and the coach, the tall Smalling rested his buttocks against the edge of his own bed.

Damn, this overwhelming sense of security was simply too conducive to sleep!

……

Match Preview: Premier League Round 16, Manchester United hosts Fulham; could Tang Ye's injury absence provide Fulham an opportunity for an upset?

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