I have to admit that in the confrontation with Prisić, Qin Xi could not control the power of his ankles.

Looking at the Americans lying on the ground beside him, Qin Xi's brain went blank.

He never dreamed that his reckless foul would hurt his club teammates.

After witnessing this close foul, Oliver quickly came to the scene of the incident and quickly motioned for Newcastle United team doctors to enter.

"What are you doing? This is your teammate. Kane came over unceremoniously and questioned Qin Xi, who was stunned on the side.

"He didn't mean it." James quickly walked over and explained to his big brother on the national team.

"Yes, Qin Xi obviously made a mistake." Jorginho also quickly explained.

However, Qin Xi could no longer think about what the people around him were saying, whether it was the boos of St. James Stadium and the maintenance of his teammates, he felt that his ears lost consciousness.

After seeing Newcastle United's team doctor make a substitution gesture towards Mourinho on the sidelines, Qin Xi covered his face even more guiltily.

He crouched on the ground and took Pulisic's hand.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

But the Americans paid no attention to him.

"Please let me go, we have to take him out of the stadium on a stretcher."

Hearing the words of several Newcastle staff, Qin Xi had to step back.

He did not dare to look up at the cursing fans behind him, although Christian Pulisic was only a renter, but he wore a black and white striped shirt and was part of this team.

Almiron on the sidelines is ready, and the home substitutions are also shown on the big screen.

Oliver was also repeatedly communicating with the other end of the headset, and VAR was confirming whether Chelsea's foul on No. 13 constituted a malicious foul.

.......

"Send someone to the hospital with the Newcastle staff, I need to know the condition of Christian Pulisic first-hand." On the sidelines, Tuchel reluctantly explained to one of the visiting staff.

No one wanted to see his disciples hurt, and now, he was just silently praying, hoping that Oliver would show mercy.

Finally, amid the boos, the referee took out a yellow card from his pocket.

Seeing this yellow card, Chelsea fans broke out in a cold sweat.

"Damn it! This should be a red card! "

Newcastle fans on the sidelines of the stadium expressed their protests.

Oliver just smiled and motioned for the home team to prepare for the free-kick.

Qin Xi accepted the referee's warning and, with the help of Jorginho, returned to the backfield defense.

One minute later, the referee also blew the end whistle.

......

In the dressing room, Tuchel just patted the back of Qin Xi's head with a smile.

"Go take a shower, kid, it's not your fault."

Qin Xi nodded and turned to go to the bathroom.

He knew it was an unlucky day.

Every professional player will encounter such an unlucky day, but he just happened to meet today.

Scoring an own goal and tacking an out-of-loan player belonging to his club, Qin Xi felt like a dream.

......

The water in the shower seeped into his curls, and the dull Qin Xi didn't even notice that he forgot to open the valve of the hot water.

In this early autumn weather in Great Britain, he enjoyed the cold water droplets.

When he finished washing and returned to the dressing room, it was empty.

Ears can vaguely hear the playing field outside the house, and the two teams are still playing heartily.

And he just wants to find his mobile phone and dial Pulisic's number.

However, the busy sound of "beep" seemed to interrupt his thoughts.

"Hey, don't worry, it's not your fault." At some point, Gallagher was wearing a vest and had walked behind him.

"I know, I just..." Qin Xi deliberately concealed his emotions, but he didn't know if the other party could understand.

"There is a spare car in the parking lot, and the boss asked us to leave this place first."

Hearing Gallagher's words, Qin Xi understood that this was the Germans to protect themselves.

After all, his foul also caused Newcastle fans on the pitch to fall into anger, leaving aside the tackle that injured Christian Pulisic, if the camera caught him sitting on the bench, there would definitely be a lot of boos.

Although Qin Xi's psychological quality is quite good, it will definitely bring some impact in front of the fanatical fans of the Magpie Army.

"Let's go, how many kilometers does Newcastle drive back to west London?"

"443km, don't you want me to be your driver, because you guy, I missed the chance to score, if I can appear on the pitch, I can't get it right." Gallagher said as he threw the car keys into Qin Xi's hands.

.......

Inside Newcastle Central Hospital, Christian Pulisic is still covering his head and lying on a stretcher chair.

Newcastle staff accompanying him, and several paramedics stared at his right ankle.

"Let's hurry up and do an inspection first." The doctor in the white coat pointed in the direction of the back room.

"I hope this kid is okay."

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