Chapter 1098: desire

That day's recording work ended at about three in the afternoon. ￥℉, this is Bit thoughtful of Zhen Fan, thinking that he would have a magic show at night, so he didn't force Zhen Fan to work overtime, but Emma couldn’t get away. Bit also worked hard to keep pace. Originally, actors could ask themselves not to work overtime, but under the pressure of Bit, no one raised objections. It can be seen that Bit really looked at Zhen Fan differently.
Zhen Fan came out of the recording studio and saw Christina waiting for him in front of the car. When she walked over, she heard Christina say to herself: "An unexpected incident. You must have not watched TV just now. , I took a screenshot of the TV screen, you can see for yourself before making a decision.
As he said, he handed an ipad to Zhen Fan.
First got in the co-pilot in the car, Christina drove, and the two drove toward the theater of the magic show. On the way, Zhen Fan clicked on the video on the ipad. This video is an intercepted news program of a local television station in Los Angeles. It is an instant news interview.
The camera was shaking a bit, the photographer was walking, and the reporter was walking in front. It was a slightly thin woman in her twenties. They passed some corridors and they could see that this was a hospital. There are some nurses and doctors constantly shuttling here. Then the camera turned into a room. There were four parallel beds in the room. On the beds were four patients and one child. His parents were by his side.
"Hello, I’m Helene Bothell, a supporter of the local television station in Los Angeles. Are you the injured in the Thanksgiving bombing? I heard that the people in this ward are. We have an event now. , That's... I want to know some of your needs. We will contact some caring people. Try our best to meet your needs." The hostess seemed to be talking to the four people in the ward in the opening remarks.
"Of course, I need it. We all have this idea here!" At this time, the innermost patient looked like an old guy in his fifties. Very fat, he raised his hand to the hostess Helene Bothell, "Come and interview me, blonde beauty, what is your name... Helene, here, hurry up!"
"We have to come one by one. I'm really sorry. Let's start with this gentleman at the door." Hailin said and shrugged to the guy. Then he walked to the hospital bed at the door. There was a man in his thirties. One of his legs was injured in the explosion and he had to be amputated. So he was lying on the bed and no one came to see him. Looks lonely and silent.
"Sir... Excuse me... Do you have any needs now?" Helene Bothell said to the man in the belly, "I mean, what is your name, if there is any wish that can be realized. We will try our best to meet Those charities contacted."
The man was motionless, his eyes were dull, as if he hadn't heard him. This made Helene Bothell a little embarrassed, and she gave a dry cough. He continued to ask: "Sir...well, you must have any wishes, such as a very flexible prosthesis. Let you walk like a normal person..."
"Shut up, bitch. Don't bother me, I want my legs. It's not a prosthesis, don't be hypocritical, you are really disgusting to do this, I won't believe you bastards, don't ask I, I won't tell you, just ask them, those hypocritical people, they will tell you what you want to hear, get out!" That person suddenly went on fire, facing Hailin like a machine gun? Bothell yelled a few words, and then lay there motionless again, as if dead.
"Well, he may be a little excited!" Helene Bothell stepped back awkwardly, and then stood in the aisle of the ward, smiling unnaturally at the camera, "Let’s talk to him later. Chat, I know... After such a nightmare, anyone will feel... sad, this is a way to vent!"
Saying that she had walked to the second hospital bed, she was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She suffered a head injury. She was accompanied by a woman in her forties who was carefully helping her to straighten her body. Obviously I want to be interviewed by reporters. The camera followed them all the time. The girl was a little bit painful, but despite frowning, she faced Helene Bothell.
"Do I have a wish to tell you?" The girl said to Helene Bothell, she looked a little cautious, and then looked at her, blinking expectantly. The forty-year-old woman took out a pillow to make her lean more comfortably. She looked like her mother.
"Well, tell me, we will try our best to meet your needs." Helene Bothell said to her happily, and pointed the microphone at the young girl.
"I think... if possible, I don't want to leave a scar on my forehead. But I heard from my attending doctor that there will be a scar on my forehead, and I don't know what to do? I'm here now. Worried about this matter. Because I know my wound is a bit...severe, is there any best plastic surgery hospital? I want to have scar removal surgery without any traces. Can you introduce me? And... ...I know it must be very expensive, but...our medical insurance does not include this, which makes me feel very embarrassed." The girl's voice is getting smaller and smaller, which may be very embarrassing.
"We do these things. We will contact you with the best hospitals. Of course, we will also ask those caring philanthropists to collect donations for you. I believe that your two problems shouldn't be problems at all. Now... rest assured, you will do what you want, I promise!" Helen Bothell said, and walked to the little boy in the girl's clinic.
The girl seemed to want to say something, but the host had already left and opened her mouth, still holding back alive. I had no choice but to watch the supporter interview the little boy with some regrets, while the woman comforted her daughter on the side, and slowly put the bedside down.
"Hi, lovely man, hello!" Helene Bothell said to him, "Hello, what is your name? Can you tell me? Come on, let's hit a fist." He stretched out his fist. , And hit the little boy.
"Tom, my name is Tom? Savage, you can call me Tom, this is my mom and dad?" said, "Can my fairy tell my wish?" The little boy looked at Hailin expectantly ? Bothell, blinking and blinking, very cute.
"Well, then you have to tell me first, what do you want?"
"I want Zhen, where Zhen comes to see me. I want to meet him, and be able to take photos with him, of course, with an autograph. All of this... I want it. He is a great hero, I I have liked him for a long time!" After Zhen Fan was taken aback, he did not expect this little boy's wish to be.
"Uh...well, we will try to contact Mr. Zhen. I believe he will come to you after seeing your request. You are a brave child. We all believe... your wish will be fulfilled. !" Helene Bothell smiled, then touched the little boy's head. The video clip ends here.
"That's it? What about the last guy?" Zhen Fan asked the patient in the last bed.
"The point is not there, do you understand it?" Christina was a little speechless to Zhen Fan, "You should take a good look at the requirements of two patients who are related to you. This program is a live program, that is, now All Los Angeles knows, what on earth should you do, should you be mentally prepared?"
"Uh, I think the host simply didn't put his mind on realizing other people's wishes. Even when she was the last girl, he never asked her name. Do you think this host is reliable?" Disdainfully said to Christina, "You tell me... what should I do?"
"This is your business. Of course I can give you some advice. This is what an assistant should do." Christina said while driving. "As a public figure, if you say so on TV, then you must do it. . Don’t care whether the host of the TV station will contact you or not, you have to do it. First, you have to satisfy the boy’s wishes, go to the hospital, and then take a photo with him, sign his signature or whatever, whatever he wants, you can satisfy him. ."
"That's okay. I just think... this time it seems to be kidnapped by the hostess or by the TV station. Whether you want it or not, you have to do this kind of thing." Zhen Fan said with some emotion. "It seems that being famous is not necessarily a good thing."
"This is natural. Although I am not famous, I never envy those celebrities~EbookFREE.me~ Christina finally found a bit of advantage, smiled and glanced at Zhen Fan, "Well, I know Your choice, and that girl, her plastic surgery. I guess if all my hopes are placed on the hostess, I guess this girl will never get cosmetic surgery. "
"I understand, that hostess is not very reliable!" Zhen Fan nodded.
"Well, then, you'd better bring your scar removal plaster to that girl when you visit that boy. This is also a good way to promote Chinese medicine. Also... the plaster you bring must go through the hospital. Yes, are you familiar with doctors in public hospitals?"
"Of course I'm familiar!" Zhen Fan smiled, just call Professor Derek Jenner. It shouldn't be a problem, and... I have a cooperative relationship with this hospital. Even if I don't call, the doctor there should know me, so there is no need to worry.
As they said, the two drove to the theater. When Christina went to park, Zhen Fan walked directly from the theater to the backstage of the theater. It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon, so Zhen Fan went directly to the preparation rooms in the backstage, and saw some staff and some actors who needed to perform waiting there. Some are doing preparations, some are closing their eyes and resting, and Jolie Martinez is in charge of the command. (To be continued...) u