Scoring goals is risky, so be cautious when celebrating!

The team doctor quickly entered the field, and Vardy was carried off the stretcher and was carried off the field for examination and treatment.

After finally getting a little more awake, Vardy felt his head hurt so much. How can this big bag not hurt?

Lying on a stretcher and being tricked by the team doctor, Vardy began to wander around the world.

This is unscientific!

I clearly used a shield, how could I still be so severely?

System, come out for me!

"System prompt: Sorry, the shield has expired and the triggering timeliness has become worse. You have kowtowed just now, and the shield will take effect!"

Vardy gasped!

mmmp!

I've knocked out a big bag, and you tell me the shield to take effect!

That's a useless thing!

System I x your whole family!

It felt like a dog-like feeling in my heart, and Vardy felt that he might have been played by the system again!

By the way, the system produces it must be a high-quality product. Does the quality products have a shelf life?

I feel like I'm being fooled like a fool!

However, at this time Vardy suddenly realized that no wonder the system wanted to post such a task to himself to play the game. It turned out that he was going to be injured at this time!

It seems that Alan Smith can't be blamed. It must be the system's black hand that invisibly manipulated everything.

Then, the shield has failed and I am hit hard enough. Can I continue the competition?

Vardy looked at the team doctor, hoping to get an answer from his expression.

"Sir, can I still play?" Vardy asked anxiously.

While continuing to apply medicine to Vardy, the team doctor smiled and said, "It is better to have a rest. The initial diagnosis is a mild concussion, so it is best not to leave the game again!"

When Valdy heard this, she became anxious and hurriedly said, "I'm fine, it's really fine. Look, I'm as strong as a cow, and my head doesn't hurt at all. Tell the boss quickly and say I'm fine! I'm going to continue the competition!"

The referee shrugged and smiled, "It's not a big deal. If you don't want to rest, you can play the game!"

Vardy was very happy. Although he was really confused, Manchester United is now sure to win and return to the court. Even if he stands there and plays soy sauce, as long as he survives the game, he can complete the task by himself. Why not?

"Then I'll trouble you, tell the boss quickly!" Valdy said excitedly.

However, the next sentence of the team doctor was like pouring a basin of cold water on Vardy's head, which almost made Vardy's back pass away.

"Tell him that's fine, but just when you were confused, Mr. Ferguson had already completed the substitution!"

Damn!
Chapter completed!