American fame and fortune

The entrance to the University of California Medical Center was crowded with people, and cameras were set up on both sides of the road like spears and cannons.

Television trucks from Warner TV, NBC, ABC and CNN all drove to the main entrance of the hospital, and the live cameras were aimed at the scene. From time to time, their respective reporters would interview people on the scene, and the news would be broadcast on the TV station.

From the sky, there was the sound of buzzing engines, and the Fox Television Network's helicopter flew directly above the medical center to shoot from a high position.

More and more people gathered at the door. The people who showed up later were all wearing red cultural shirts. In just over half an hour, there were hundreds of people.

"They are all supporters of Martin Davis." NBC's reporter said: "If something happens to Martin, this hospital and the LAPD will be in great trouble."

Another reporter said: "Martin will probably triple our bonus this month."

The reporter behind suddenly said: "If Martin dies..."

The eyes of countless colleagues turned to him. Most of the people here may have similar thoughts in their hearts, but they can think about it, but they must not say it out loud.

The man was a reporter who had just completed his internship. His boss scolded him: "Shut up, you have seen videos from multiple angles. Martin is a hero!"

The young reporter may have some background and said: "Those people are targeting Martin. What kind of hero is he?"

Warner TV sent ace Helen, who happened to hear this when she came over and said, "Don't you have eyes? With the madness of those gangsters, how many people would have died in the dock area if Martin hadn't taken the initiative to attract fire cover?"

Someone knew that Helen had a good relationship with Martin and said, "Helen, what's going on with Martin? Ask him!"

Helen looked extremely serious: "Martin's personal phone number couldn't be reached, and no one answered his agent's phone call."

Someone answered: "The situation may not be good."

As he was talking, a red Porsche drove over and entered the hospital gate.

A sharp-eyed reporter said: "That's Elizabeth Olsen's car, Martin's girlfriend is here."

When the Porsche disappeared from sight, another reporter looking around said, "The neighborhood is going to be dyed red."

Reporters discovered that Martin supporters wearing red clothes never stopped coming.

At the entrance of the hospital, cars drove in one after another.

Lily and Elizabeth got out of the Porsche and entered the medical center together. After asking about it, they came to a consulting room.

Thomas, Chad, Mene and others were close, and the latest ones rushed over.

Elizabeth was about to cry and asked, "What's going on? Where's Martin? Where's Martin?"

Lily pursed her lips and didn't say a word. She put her hand in her pocket and held the carving knife tightly. Only then did she realize that a relative was really hurt and she was powerless.

"Martin was injured and is being treated inside," Thomas said.

Elizabeth finally couldn't hold it back anymore and shed two lines of tears. She held the cross given to her by her mother in her hand and prayed for God's blessing.

Lily came over and hugged her: "Martin is very lucky, he will be fine."

Elizabeth, who had a much softer personality than her, cried on Lily's shoulder.

Mene was pacing around anxiously, scratching his head. He wanted to help but didn't know what to do, which was the most worrying thing.

His verbal skills are of no use in this kind of situation.

The door to the medical room opened, and a nurse said, "Is Thomas Lane here? Martin wants to see you."

Thomas quickly strode over and said, "I am."

The nurse nodded and asked him to follow him in.

Lily was visibly relieved.

Elizabeth suddenly had a bad feeling: "Martin, Martin..."

"Martin is fine, it must be a minor injury." Lily relaxed and joked: "If Martin is really in bad condition, I will be the first one called in, not Thomas."

Elizabeth raised her head from Lily's shoulder, took a step back, and looked at Lily slightly surprised.

But she didn't say anything, and turned to look at the consulting room.

In the consulting room, Martin's left arm was hanging around his neck, his right thigh was wrapped in a bandage, and there were some small scratches near his neck and shoulders, all of which were carefully treated.

Thomas asked, "How's it going?"

Martin smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's not a serious injury."

Because it was a ricochet and was blocked by a Nokia mobile phone, the wound on the right leg was not deep, just a flesh wound. It didn't even require stitches. It will heal after a while.

The left arm withstood the full force blow of the old man. Of course, it was not very comfortable. There was a very slight bone fracture. The doctor fixed it just in case.

In fact, when Martin was a martial artist in his previous life, he suffered much more serious injuries than this.

Martin first asked: "Where is Lao Bu?"

"He's on his way here after being questioned by the LAPD and FBI!" Thomas looked at his watch and said, "It's estimated that he'll be here in half an hour at most."

Martin made sure that Lao Bu was fine, and started to talk about other things, asking, "What is the impact of this incident now?"

"The news channels of the five major TV networks are broadcast on a rolling basis, tracking reports, and online media such as TMZ will publish a relevant news every ten minutes." Thomas has been keeping track of the media dynamics through his assistant Natasha: "Now the entire United States is paying attention to this. thing."

He added: "Two of your old friends, Bradt, the public relations expert of the Los Angeles Police Department, and Neves of the FBI have contacted me and suggested that you not accept interviews or face the public for the time being. They are on the way." On the way to Los Angeles.”

Martin thought for a moment and said, "You give them a reply and I'll wait for them until the evening."

Thomas said: "They will be here soon." He added: "The FBI and LAPD have also informed the hospital. As long as you do not make it public, the hospital will remain silent."

Things have already happened, and Martin was considering maximizing interests from the moment he fell down on purpose.

He said: "You do not respond to any media for the time being, and people outside, you ask them to remain silent for the time being."

Thomas said: "We are all our own people, that's no problem."

Martin said while thinking: "About this matter, you should immediately communicate with Rita and Martha's Oscar public relations team, let them pay attention to the progress of the situation, and adjust strategies according to the situation. I believe this matter will be extremely beneficial to the Oscars."

Thomas wrote it down.

Martin added: "Remember to ask Chad to come over."

Thomas pointed to the door: "He is right outside the door."

Martin nodded and touched the wound on his arm. This was not the time to fight for his life. He became delicate again, grinning in pain, pointing his eyes at the Nokia 1100 with the bullet stuck, and said: "Send a blurry message to the Nokia people." Click on the pictures to see if you can make some money from them.”

Thomas glanced at the phone, helped Martin put it away, and said, "This time we will definitely make them cry and rush to give us money!"

Then the nurse came in and pushed Martin out of the consulting room and to the ward area.

As soon as the hospital bed was out, Lily and Elizabeth ran over.

Elizabeth looked at Martin's arm, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Martin sat back on the hospital bed and shook his head slightly at her to indicate that he was fine.

On the way, Thomas told Chad and Mene.

Entering the ward, the nurse said a few words and left automatically.

In her eyes, Martin's injury was nothing.

Martin said: "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'll be fine soon."

Elizabeth said: "I'm scared to death!"

Seeing that Martin was fine, Lily went to the balcony of the ward alone and called Elena and Harris.

Martin called Chad and said directly: "Hurry up and cut a trailer for "John Wick", communicate with Warner Bros., and use this incident to promote the movie."

Chad also has a certain business acumen: "I watched the video on the pier, and your performance was like Jonathan walking into reality. Our video must be a hit!"

Martin smiled and said, "If you want to explode, you need to do a good job in publicity and marketing."

Chad said: "With such good material in front of me, even I know how to do it. Warner's professional team will have no problem, especially Daniel, who is a good player."

Martin said: "I'm fine here. You hurry up and push this matter forward."

Chad was about to leave: "I'm going to the studio right now. I'll meet Daniel first and edit a trailer overnight."

Mene said a few words to Martin and left with Chad.

Elizabeth poured a glass of water and brought it to his mouth: "Drink water, your mouth is so dry that it's peeling."

Martin took two sips and said, "Nervous."

"You can rest in peace." Elizabeth had been worried, especially since Martin's arm was hanging and his leg was bandaged. She deliberately complained: "You are like this and you still want to work."

Martin said: "Such a big thing happened. I was almost shot to death, but I finally managed to survive. Of course, I have to use this incident to get the maximum benefit."

Elizabeth didn't understand this: "I'm here to accompany you. If you need me to do anything, just tell me."

Her cell phone rang, and when she got through, someone asked about Martin's injury.

Elizabeth didn't say anything, hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

There was a knock on the door of the ward, and Lily went to open the door. Leonardo and Nicholson came in.

The two of them were a little surprised when they saw Martin's bearlike appearance: "Is the injury so serious?"

Martin smiled and said: "A small injury, deliberately serious."

Nicholson is an experienced man and immediately understood: "Make good use of this, and your Oscar for acting will be guaranteed!"

Leonardo could understand and couldn't help scratching his head. He seemed to see a tragic future in which two bastards were showing off their golden medals in front of them, but he would be ridiculed every day.

Nicholson comforted: "It's okay, I'll give you one when the time comes. After all, I have three."

Leonardo surpassed Martin and became the most injured person in this ward.

The two didn't stay long, chatted with Martin for a short while, and made sure that his injury was indeed not serious, and quickly left.

Facing the media reporters again, the two said nothing else except bragging that the trio worked closely together to kill more than a dozen gun-wielding gangsters.

In the middle of the afternoon, people from the LAPD and FBI officially came to visit.