Chapter 46
"I’m fine, but……"
Chen Huan pointed at the stretcher
"Can you carry me back to the locker room? I don't want to walk anymore."
He said without waiting for the team doctor to respond, and lay on the stretcher by himself.
……
"Chen Huan on a stretcher?"
The broadcast of Longguo TV showed a picture of Chen Huan lying on a stretcher, and the commentator's worried voice rang out.
"Is he injured? It better not be, Chen Huan really played well for the entire half today."
At this moment, thousands of Longguo fans watched this scene in front of the TV.
"Please don't be in trouble."
"Damn Chelsea, your legs are too heavy"
"Madman Mourinho? I think it's useless Mourinho!"
……
""Chen, what's wrong with you?"
On the court, when Chen Huan was carried to the locker room by several team doctors, Manchester United's teammates were all surprised. Rojo trotted over and asked worriedly.
Chen Huan, lying on the stretcher, covered his mouth with his hands and replied:"It's okay, I'm too tired, let them carry me back."
"Damn it, I worried for nothing."
The sight of Chen Huan being carried into the locker room frightened Van Gaal, who was standing in front of the tactical board, so much that he shuddered and a magnetic orange sign fell to the ground from his hand.
"Chen? Are you injured?"
Van Gaal asked worriedly.
Chen Huan's position in Van Gaal's plan is getting more and more important. He is one of the people who least wants Chen Huan to have any problems.
"Head, it's okay."
Chen Huan rolled over and got off the stretcher, smiling and saying,"I was too tired, and the team doctors came over to ask about my condition, so I asked them to carry me back."
Van Gaal looked at the team doctors and
""Boss, we just took a preliminary look at Chen's condition and he is not injured."
The team doctors answered truthfully.
"Thank God, Chen, can you hold on in the second half?"
As Van Gaal said this, the Manchester United players and staff in the locker room all looked at Chen Huan.
Everyone saw how Chelsea targeted Chen Huan in the first half.
At this moment, Chen Huan's socks were full of holes, and blood also stained the socks red.
"No problem, I have to hold on, otherwise they will look down on me."
"Good, that's good."
Van Gaal nodded, stood up straight and said to all the first-team players in the locker room:"In the second half, we will continue the style of play in the first half. At the same time, Mata and Fellaini, you two need to retreat deeper to share the pressure for Chen Huan."
"On the front line, Chen Huan or other midfielders will quickly move forward or pull to the side to find space for the team's attack after getting the ball."
"Come on, come on! Let's take down this Chelsea team!"
……
The second half started at Stamford Bridge.
The home fans were still cheering for their home team with great enthusiasm, while loudly cursing the opposing team and fans.
Chelsea's attack resulted in a shot, but the shot was too straight and the ball was easily resolved by De Gea.
De Gea threw the ball to Rojo, and the Argentine central defender passed the ball to Chen Huan who was looking for the ball with his back.
Drogba suddenly started to rush over at this time.
Before the monster collided with his body, Chen Huan passed the ball back to Drogba.
The next moment, Chen Huan's body was hit hard by Drogba, and he had another close contact with the ground.
"Hey! This is a foul!"
The Manchester United players immediately raised their hands and complained loudly to the referee.
But the referee shook his head, then asked Chen Huan to stand up and indicated that this was a reasonable physical collision.
"Get up, you won't get a yellow card like this." Drogba said sarcastically as he looked at Chen Huan who was getting up from the ground.
Chen Huan looked at the burly black man in front of him, and cursed as he stood up:"Instead of attacking me, you'd better get the ball a few more times under my defense, otherwise your family will be cursed to death by Chelsea fans after the game."
Drogba's face changed slightly. He glared at Chen Huan fiercely, but did not continue to harass him.
At this moment, Manchester United attacked and Chelsea defended.
But Manchester United could not find a suitable opportunity under Chelsea's iron bucket formation. After playing for a long time in the second half, they only created headers in the penalty area and two long shots outside the penalty area.
The defensive Chelsea team also seized the gaps between Manchester United's offense and defense, and found several good shooting opportunities, but failed to score.
Until the 73rd minute.
After Van Persie's long shot outside the penalty area was confiscated by the Chelsea goalkeeper, Manchester United's powerful hand-thrown ball found Fabregas' feet.
After Fabregas got rid of Mata's defense with the ball, he made a long pass to Manchester United's half and went straight to Hazard.
Hazard is not tall or burly, but in the scramble for a point, he actually held off the opposing full-back Rafael.
Hazard stopped the ball at his feet and took the ball from Rafael's crotch. Hazard turned around and chased the ball
""Hey!"
Chen Huan shouted, and immediately rushed towards Hazard with his hands behind his back, leaving Drogba to Rojo.
Hazard rushed into the penalty area with the ball at high speed.
Chen Huan blocked Hazard's angle to shoot at the far corner with his hands behind his back, and retreated at the speed of Hazard's advancement, waiting for his teammates to help. Hazard's center of gravity changed, and after seeing that Chen Huan was unmoved, he knocked the ball behind him before Rafael, who came back to defend, could grab the ball.
The football slid out of the penalty area, and Chen Huan turned his head to look over.
Oscar, wearing the No. 8 jersey, used his right foot to shoot a curved ball to the upper right corner of Manchester United's goal before Fellaini destroyed the ball.
The football drew an arc in the air.
At this moment, the players of both teams looked back at the ball together.
De Gea stretched his body and rushed towards the upper right corner, but after all, he was more than ten kilometers away. points.
The football went into the net.
Inside the Stamford Bridge stadium, cheers came from all directions, making people's heads hurt.
Oscar rushed to the corner kick area and jumped high.
Behind him, the other Chelsea players followed him and celebrated to their heart's content.
Chen Huan felt his legs gradually losing strength, and he slipped to the ground.
He looked around blankly, and saw many Chelsea players rushing to the corner kick area to celebrate to their heart's content.
He looked at his teammates again, and the Manchester United players in red hung their heads.
Obviously, they had all lost confidence.
It was as if they thought the game was already lost.
Chen Huan suddenly felt a great sense of frustration.
For a defensive team like Chelsea, once they get ahead, it would be extremely difficult for them to win again.
"No, it shouldn't be like this."
Chen Huan suddenly clenched his fists, stood up, and stared at the Chelsea players who were celebrating.
"Hey, brothers, we are standing here, fighting for dozens of minutes, not returning to Manchester with a failure!"