In Room 408, 4th floor, Royal Hospital in London, Jamie Vardy stood beside the hospital bed, pinching the corner of the blue jersey with both hands, and said excitedly: "See, this is Zheng Zhi's blessing to you."

"Man, you can definitely survive."

"We must come on!"

The friend lying on the hospital bed just blinked slightly and did not speak.

Well, in fact, it’s just Vardy who is deceiving himself. It’s impossible for his friend to be saved. In the late stage of brain tumor, there is no possibility of a miracle happening in less than a month’s life.

A month ago, this friend named Angel suddenly said he had a back pain. After going to the hospital for examination, he found that he was in the late stage of brain tumor and he didn't have much time left in the world.

A very poor child, who played football on the street with Vardy, later the two joined the Sheffield Youth Team at that time, but because of their mediocre qualifications, they were eliminated.

Vardy was fine and joined the Sheffield Youth Team, but was soon abandoned.

However, Vardy was unwilling to give up football, so he chose to continue playing. He is now playing football at Bridge Football Club, which is active in the low-level league.

Now, my old friend was almost out of reach. He ran to the Royal Hospital of London to accompany him alone. He thought the condition would not be as severe as he imagined, but now it seems that it will not work.

In order to help him get Zheng Zhi's signature, he ran to the airport to wait for Zheng Zhi, and finally got Zheng Zhi's signature and blessings as he wished.

However, reality is cruel, and this cannot help friends reduce pain and return to health.

“Hi man,”

"Get up quickly, we can still play football in the park like we used to."

“We can also sneak up on the rooftops to watch Sheffield’s game on the weekend,”

"I promised you that I want to play in the Premier League, I will definitely be able to do it, you have to be a witness."

"Also, don't you like Lisa next door? I decided to send you a love letter."

"Well, by the way, we haven't been to Old Trafford, Stamford Bridge, Emirates Stadium, Anfield Stadium to watch the ball, we..."

"Hey, man."

Vardy said to himself, but did not realize that the ECG monitor screen not far away had reached a limit, and there was no sound of beating...

drop------

His little friend left.

At this time, the doctor and nurse also came in, but they were not in a hurry at all. Perhaps they knew that the patient was rescued, so they acted so calmly.

The doctor also came over and patted Vardy on the shoulder.

"Child, he will no longer have to suffer from illness and pain, and go to see God."

"You should be relieved."

...

Vardy couldn't hear a word. He didn't know if there was a God in this world. He only knew that he had lost a friend who had been playing with since childhood.

Then, he helped his friend change into Chelsea jersey and left the ward...

This world has become even more lonely, losing its best friend, maybe only football is left...

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The next day, Zheng Zhizhen called Jamie Vardy, but after calling, the phone was turned off.

Of course, he didn't contact Valdi anymore.

I originally wanted to go to the hospital to visit this friend of Valdi and his own fans.

At noon, he tried to make another call, but it still showed that the phone was turned off.

It was impossible for him to give up Vardy. When he returned to the training ground in the afternoon, Zheng Zhi walked to the youth training camp and found Aneson, the head of the youth training department.

This middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle, a round face and a very fat body is naturally surprised by Zheng Zhi's arrival.

"Hey, Zheng, why are you here?"

Zheng Zhi actually has a bad impression of Aneson because he heard Mourinho nagging that this guy basically did not provide Chelsea's first team with even a young rookie, and his work ability is very bad.

And I have also seen articles criticizing Aneson in a certain news before.

"Mr. Aneson, I want to find a player information. I don't know if there is this young player in your database." Zheng Zhi expressed his purpose.

Zheng Zhi wrote the name of 'Jamie Valdy' on the paper in front of the desk.

"Ha, then you're looking for the right person. Almost all the data of English rookies is in my computer." Aneson patted his chest and said confidently.

This is just bragging. If it is so awesome, would Chelsea's youth training be so bad?

Of course Zheng Zhi didn't believe it.

However, Aneson had already taken the paper and entered Vardy's name in front of the computer.

Soon, the computer started searching.

"Vardy has several names,"

"But there is no one named Jamie Valdy."

"Why didn't there?" Zheng Zhi was slightly stunned. "Didn't you say that the data of rookies in all England are on the computer?"

Aneson quickly explained, "Ah, I just set the filtering conditions. I removed the set conditions and should be able to find them."

"You know, after some young players have too low ratings, we don't need to show it and filter it automatically." Aneson said while changing the settings.

Soon, he spoke again.

"Finished, Jamie Valdy."

"Now plays for Stokes Bridge Football Club, is about to be over 18 years old, position forward, rating E-."

"Oh God, that's awful, this kid."

Aneson shook his head repeatedly.

E-.

Zheng Zhi also frowned. When he heard this E-, was Vardy's rating so bad?

If you think about it, you will know what this rating is like. The most awesome one should be A, or A+, A++++, etc. Obviously, Vardy is on the opposite rating.

"Playing in that kind of amateur league, it's estimated that it's only £30 a week." Arnesson continued to express his sympathy.

"Are you looking for him?"

Zheng Zhi withdrew his thoughts and smiled: "Yes,"

"Can you get him to Chelsea academy?"

"Why? He has no future. A player with an E-rated rating will be at least 18 years old and will not have any miracles. This is definitely a waste of the club's resources. I can't agree to your request."

Aneson still has professional ethics, and he did not agree to Zheng Zhi in this matter.

"Ha, don't worry, you won't make you embarrassed. You just need to get him here. As for the cost of training, I will let my agent talk to the club. These are not what you worry about. You just need to get him here, do you understand?"

"Oh, there is no problem with this, but everything incurred on the way..."

Damn, this guy!

Zheng Zhi cursed in his heart, but he still said kindly, "It's mine, and you can ask my agent to reimburse him."

“Ok.”

"Or, you can go with my agent, he will be here in the past two days."

"This is the best." Aneson smiled.

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Chapter completed!