A decisive look appeared on Tang Jue's face, and a heroic look appeared in his expression. Pintori did not notice the expression on Tang Jue's face. He was immersed in the thick sadness and could not extricate himself.

Pintori said softly: "Now you need to solve the kidney problem first, find a suitable kidney source, and have a kidney transplant surgery. The heart also needs surgery. Don't worry, you will be well soon."

Pingtori finished speaking in a calm voice, concealing the possibility of rejection in kidney transplantation. At that time, Tang Jue had to change his kidneys again.

A light flashed in Benzema's eyes instinctively. Tang Jue was like a mountain, pressing on his heart. Both of them were forwards, and there was competition. Tang Jue had always been his target of chasing. As a genius, genius had the pride of genius. Benzema boasted that he was the best forward in France at this age, and later facts proved this.

The two entered the second team of Lyon at the age of seven, and Benzema was several months younger than Tang Jue. At the beginning, Benzema wanted to become a goalkeeper, but when he saw Tang Jue's proud appearance when he scored, he changed his attention and became a forward. The two began to compete since childhood and grew up slowly in the competition. They became the best players of the junior team of Lyon.

After kidney transplantation, Benzema knew how big the problem was. The mountains in his heart had been moved away, Benzema felt relaxed. He let out a long sigh and felt a hint of pleasure in his heart. Then, Benzema began to blame himself for his teammates who suffered such a big blow, how could he feel happy? He felt a sense of sin.

What's more, geniuses are not afraid of competition. Benzema is ashamed of the hint of pleasure that just happened to him.

So, Benzema's face felt sad, just like the faces of other teammates. He looked at Tang Jue's back as wet, with some tiny grass clippings hanging on it. The white vest was tightly pressed against Tang Jue's back. At this moment, this back looked extremely lonely, with sadness in loneliness.

Tang Jue stood up from the turf, with no sadness on his face, and he felt that his body had recovered. Tang Jue looked at the coach's angular face. Although Pintori tried his best to hide it, Tang Jue still saw the deep sadness in his calmness.

Tang Jue was immediately moved. He smiled at Pintori and said, "Coach, you are right. I will return to this place with only two small operations. I feel good now, let's start the competition!"

The teammates' eyes slowly widened, looking at Tang Jue like a monster. With such a serious condition, he actually still has a game. Judging from his performance just now, his physical problems are very serious.

Tang is already crazy! The coach will definitely not agree.

Benzema patted Tang Jue on the shoulder and said, "Tang, your body can no longer bear it. I will play with you for a month in the PS game console, and you can't kick it anymore."

"Yes! Don, you should rest on the sidelines."

Teammates expressed their opinions one after another.

Tang Jue smiled and glanced at his teammates, he knew they were doing it for his own good.

Tang Jue had no idea that before he occupied this body, this body was not as serious as it is now. His time travel made the condition of this body worse and the attack occurred early.

Tang Jue said to Pintori in a pleading tone: "Coach, I can't run quickly, I'll just jog. After playing this game today, I don't know when I will step onto the football field again. Just let me finish this game!"

Pingtori frowned and looked at Tang Jue tightly. Looking at the face full of desire, Pingtori thought for a moment and said, "Okay! But if you feel that your body is really not good, you must end up. I don't want you to fall on the grass and never stand up again."

Tang Jue smiled and said, "Coach, I will be careful."

Pintori took great risks. According to Tang Jue's performance just now, his heart problem was very serious and he could not bear the intense exercise. However, when he thought that this might be Tang Jue's last football match, he agreed to Tang Jue's request.

Let's meet his last request. This may be the last time he stood in the green field.

Pingtori let out a long sigh and thought to himself: Leave him the most beautiful memory, at least in the years to come, he can proudly say that I was once extremely brilliant on the field!

...

The game started again, and the atmosphere on the court became weird, like Tang Jue's farewell game. Team members of the White Team passed the ball to Tang Jue, while the Blue Team's defensive players no longer tried their best to defend.

After Tang Jue scored the third goal, he endured the discomfort caused by his body and roared at Gasama and Ali Sisotto: "You are insulting me to play football like this. Even if I can't play football in the future, you should leave me good memories and not leave me regrets. Be cheer up, fighters, is this how you play football?"

Gasama and Ali Sisotto struggled on their faces. This may be Tang Jue's farewell game, and they want to let the water go. However, as a defender, being passed by someone else in the game and then smashing the goal is a shame.

Tang Jue continued to attack them and said, "You can't stop me at all. Put away your pity and show your real skills. Let's play a real game."

Gasama and Ali Sisotto's expressions changed, and his fighting spirit returned to his eyes. His competitive nature returned to his body. Tang Jue looked at them with satisfaction, and then his face changed.

"And you!" Tang Jue pointed to the goalkeeper of the Blue Team and said viciously: "You have held a few balls before, tell me? You are not my opponent at all!"

Shame! This is definitely a shame!

Tang Jue tells the truth.

If someone slapped in the face, would you still have to greet him with a smile? A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the goalkeeper of the Blue Team, stabbing Tang Jue like a sharp sword.

The purpose has been achieved, and a bright sunshine appears on Tang Jue's face!

Benzema suddenly had a strong fighting spirit in his heart. This may be the last time he was in a duel with Tang Jue. If he missed this time, he might be regretful for his whole life. If he could not even defeat a sick body, what face would he have!

The sadness that was filled with the air just now was now being beaten into powder by the powerful fighting spirit and landed on the emerald green leaves. At this moment, this green field is full of fighting spirit and fighting spirit soaring into the sky!

The air became hot!

There was a brilliant look in Pintori's eyes, and after the brilliant look, the sadness arose again!

The fierce competition returned to the arena, like two young beasts fighting desperately. The young beast showed its sharp teeth, waved its sharp claws with cold light, and grabbed the opponent's vital points.

Benzema received the football in the penalty area, and pushed the arch with his right foot, and the football flew to the left of the goal. The shooting distance was too close and the shooting angle was too tricky, so the goalkeeper could only look at the ball and sigh.

The Blue Team scored a goal, and the Blue Team players hugged each other excitedly.

Tang Jue didn't seem frustrated because the opponent scored a goal. Instead, he was very excited and howled in his heart: This is the football game, the real game. Come on!

He is in good health, and Tang Jue cannot make continuous rapid sprints. This means he cannot make continuous breakthroughs. Tang Jue changed his tactics and usually runs by walking when he is out of the ball. Running should be run, so to be precise, Tang Jue is moving.

When the football is passed to him, if he cannot shoot directly, or if he breaks through one person, he will choose to pass the ball and cooperate with his teammates.

After Benzema scored a goal, he was extremely excited, as if he had a stimulant. He wanted to show amazing strength in Tang Jue's last game, and he wanted to tell Tang Jue with his actions that he was also proud and an excellent striker.

Two minutes before the end of the first half, Benzema received a pass from Ben Alpha and scored the second goal. The two were only one goal apart. The score between the two sides became two to three, and the Blues were only one goal behind.

Two minutes later, Pintori blew the whistle to the end of the first half.
Chapter completed!