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appendicitis || LN4 & CS55

Jeddah - race day

"Yeah it's crazy, yesterday he had surgery and today he's here again." Lando heard Daniel say in the media panel.

Immediately the Brit ended his interview and stepped over to the RB driver.

"Who's here?"

"Your dear friend Carlos is at the garage already, this man is crazy."

"What?!" Lando asked surprised, but Daniel just friendly punched his shoulder before he went over to do an interview. 

Luckily the Brit had done all his interviews and was now free to go. Normally he would immediately go back to McLaren to do his briefing and then head back to the hotel, but not now, he needed to check if Daniel was right.

If so, then it was crazy, Carlos was crazy. He only had his operation yesterday and just posted a picture from hospital before the start of the race and now he was here, Lando couldn't believe it, the Spaniard should rest and not watch a race, at least not from the garage.

As the Brit had his phone with him, he quickly opened Instagram and there he saw it, what F1 had posted. It was a video of Carlos walking into the paddock, very slow and clearly not feeling perfectly well.

It must be a joke, Lando thought. He was scared for his friend, he wanted him to get well soon, but not with coming here, now, not 24 hours after his surgery. Whilst Lando walked over to Ferrari he saw the repost of Carlos's picture and again a smile laid on his lips as he read the caption.

Sainz 2 : 0 Appendicitis

Carlos really was funny, even in the worst situations, Lando thought and a tingle went through his stomach. Also Carlos Sainz senior was on the picture and the Brit wandered, if he was also here now.

He knew Carlos dad very well as they had played golf together a couple of times or back in McLaren times when he even spend some days with the Sainz family in Spain. Then Lando looked up from his phone and he saw him, Carlos Sainz.

Well, the older one, but still. He was standing in front of the garage with a smile, talking to some Ferrari engineers. Suddenly the anger came up in Lando, as he didn't understand how he accepted such a move from his son.

Quickly the Brit made his way over and Carlos senior excused himself from the conversation as soon as he saw the McLaren driver.

"Hey Lando, good race, how are you?" he started but the Brit interrupted him.

"How dare are you, why did you let him go? He should rest to get back in the car as soon as possible, it's too soon for him to be here again, how could you agree with that?" Lando snapped at him.

But before the older man could return an answer, someone cleared his throat behind Lando.

"It was my decision." the Spaniard said slowly as he came over, slowly, clearly under some pain from the surgery.

A tear rolled down Lando's cheek as he saw his friend again, all healthy, at least better then yesterday.

"Oh god you're fine, I was so scared for you." he broke out and fell around Carlos's neck.

The Spaniard immediately also closed his arms around his friend and held him tight.

"But how stupid are you, you should rest and not walk around like everything is fine." Lando then said and leaned back in Carlos's arms.

Tears still running out of his eyes and his hands punched Carlos's chest slightly while he said that.

"I fine mi amore, really." Carlos whispered and brushed some tears out of Lando's face.