Chapter 1098 Wish

The recording work for this day ended after three o'clock in the afternoon. ￥℉, this is because Bit was considerate 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 escape, Bit worked hard to keep up with the schedule. Originally, actors could ask themselves not to work overtime, but under the pressure of Bit, no one raised any objections. It can be seen that Bit does look at Zhen Fan differently.

When Zhen Fan came out of the recording studio, he saw Christina waiting for him in front of the car, and when he walked over, he heard Christina say to himself: "An unexpected thing, you must have not watched TV just now. , I took a screenshot of the TV screen, you can take a look and make a decision.” Then he handed an ipad to Zhen Fan.

The co-pilot first got into the car, and Christina drove, and the two drove towards the theater where the magic show was held. Zhen Fan clicked on the video on the iPad on the way. This video is an intercepted news program of a local TV station in Los Angeles, and it is an instant interview news.

The camera shakes a bit, the photographer is walking, and the reporter is walking in front, a slightly thin woman in her twenties. They pass through some corridors, and it can be seen that this is a hospital. There are some nurses and doctors constantly shuttling here. Then the camera turned into a room. There were four side-by-side beds in the room. There were four patients lying on the bed, and one was a child. His parents were with him.

"Hello, I'm Helene Bothell from local TV in Los Angeles, are you the ones injured in the Thanksgiving bombing? I heard, and that's the people in this room. We've got an event right now. , just... I want to know some of your needs. We will contact some caring people. We will try our best to meet your needs." The hostess seemed to be talking about the opening remarks to the four people in the ward.

"Of course, I have a need. Everyone here has this idea!" At this time, the patient in the innermost place seemed to be an old guy in his fifties. He was very fat, and he raised his hand to the hostess Helene Bothell, "Come and interview me, blonde beauty, what's your name... Helene, here, hurry up!"

"We have to come one by one. I'm really sorry. Let's start with the gentleman at the door." Hailin said and shrugged her shoulders at that guy. Then I walked to the hospital bed at the door. There was a man in his thirties. His leg was injured in the explosion and had to be amputated. So he was lying on the bed, and no one came to see him. Seems lonely and silent.

"Sir...Excuse me...do you need anything now?" Helene Bothell said to the man, "I mean, what's your name, if you have any wishes that can be fulfilled. We will try our best to talk to you Those charities contacted."

The man didn't move, his eyes were a little dull, as if he didn't hear it. This made Helene Bothell a little embarrassed, and also gave a dry cough. He continued to ask: "Sir... well, you must have some wish, such as a very flexible prosthetic limb. It allows you to walk like a normal person..."

"Shut up,

bitch. Leave me alone, I want my legs. Not a prosthetic, don't be fake, you're disgusting, I won't believe you bastards, don't ask me, I won't tell you, ask them, fake people, they will Tell you what you want to hear, fuck off! "The man suddenly became angry and yelled at Helene Bothell like a machine gun, and then lay there motionless, as if dead.

"Well, he might be a little excited!" Helene Bothell stepped back in embarrassment, and then stood in the aisle of the ward, smiling unnaturally at the camera, "Let's chat with him later. Chat, I know...after such a nightmare, anyone will feel...sad, this is a way to vent!"

Speaking of which, she walked to the second hospital bed. It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who suffered a head injury. She was accompanied by a woman in her forties who was carefully helping her straighten her body. Obviously I want to be interviewed by a reporter. The camera has been following them. The girl was in some pain, but despite her frowning, she turned to Helene Bothell.

"May I have a wish to tell you?" the girl said to Helene Bothell, she looked a little cautious, then looked at her, blinking her eyes expectantly. The forty-year-old woman took out a pillow to make her lean more comfortably, and she seemed to be her mother.

"Okay, 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 thought... if possible, I don't want to have a scar on my forehead. But I heard from my primary doctor that I will have a scar on my forehead, and I don't know what to do? I am worried about this matter. Because I know that my wound is a bit...serious, is there any best plastic surgery hospital? I want to do scar removal surgery without a trace. Can you introduce it to me? And... just ...I know it must be very expensive, but... our medical insurance does not cover these things, which makes me feel very embarrassed." The girl's voice became smaller and smaller, probably because she was embarrassed.

"That's what we do. We'll connect you with the best hospitals, and of course we'll let caring philanthropists raise money for you. I believe that your two problems shouldn't be a problem at all. Okay. Now... rest at ease and recuperate, your wish will come true, I promise!" Helene Bothell said, walking towards the little boy in the girl's clinic.

The girl seemed to want to say something more, but the host had already left, opened her mouth, and choked back. I had to watch the supporter interview the little boy with some regret, while the woman comforted her daughter and slowly lowered the head of the bed.

"Hi, lovely man, hello!" Helene Bothell said, "Hello, what's your name? Can you tell me? Come on, let's make a fist." , and the little boy hit it off.

"Tom, my name is Tom? Savage, you can call me Tom, this is my mom and dad?" said, "Can I, fairy, tell me my wish?" The little boy looked at Hailin expectantly ? Bothell, blinking eyes, very cute.

"Okay, then you have to tell me first, what do you want?"

"I want Zhen, Fan? Zhen to come to see me. I want to meet him, take a photo with him, and of course, autograph. All of these...I want it all. He is a great hero, I I have liked him for a long time!" The words made Zhen Fan stunned, but he never thought that this little boy's wish was this.

"Uh... well, we will try to contact Mr. Zhen, I believe he will come to you after seeing your request, you are a brave boy, we all believe... your wish will definitely come true !" Helene Bothell smiled, and then patted the little boy's head. The video clip ends here.

"That's the end? Where's the last guy?" Zhen Fan asked the patient in the last bed.

"The point is not there, do you understand?" Christina was a little speechless to Zhen Fan, "You should take a good look at the requirements of the two patients related to you. This program is a live program, that is to say, now The whole of Los Angeles knows, what should you do, you should be mentally prepared, right?"

"Uh, I think that host just didn't put his mind on fulfilling other people's wishes. He didn't even ask her name when he was with a girl. Do you think this host is reliable?" Zhen Fan said a little Disdainfully said to Christina, "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, since it is said on TV, then you must do it Don't care if the host of the TV station contacts you or not, you have to do this. First you have to satisfy the boy's wish, go to the hospital, and then take photos with him, sign autographs and so on. Whatever he wants, you will satisfy him. .”

"It's okay. I just feel... this time, it seems like I was kidnapped by this hostess or by the TV station. Whether you want to or not, you have to do such a thing." Zhen Fan said with some emotion "It seems that being famous is not necessarily a good thing."

"It's natural. Although I'm not famous, I never envy those famous people." Christina finally found a little advantage in her heart, and glanced at Zhen Fan with a smile, "Okay, I know your choice. And that girl, her plastic surgery. I guess if all hope is pinned on that hostess, I guess this girl will never get cosmetic surgery."

"I understand, that hostess is unreliable!" Zhen Fan nodded.

"Well, you'd better bring your scar-removing 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 Agree, are you familiar with the doctors in public hospitals?"

"Of course I'm familiar with it!" Zhen Fan smiled, all he needed to do was make a call to 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 doctors there should know me, so there is no need to worry at all.

While talking, the two drove to the theater. When Christina went to park the car, 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 several preparation rooms in the backstage, and saw some staff and some actors who needed to perform were waiting there. Some were preparing, some were resting with their eyes closed, and Jolie Martinez was in charge of directing. (To be continued..) u