The best director ever

Chapter 170 Something Happened to Hiss

"Victory?" Andy looked at Han Qiu's gesture and asked puzzledly.

Han Qiu put his hands in his pockets and replied with a smile, "Yes, it means victory."

Andy became even more confused: "No way, Director Han, do you think those terrorists will win?" He really couldn't connect Han Qiu with the terrorists.

"No, I'm not supporting terrorists. I'm just a good citizen. How could I do such a thing? Do I want to die?"

Han Qiu's eyes gradually darkened, "This victory is not for the terrorists, nor for the government."

"Only the victory of the broad masses of the people can be called a real victory!"

Han Qiu's lips twitched, and he said quietly: "The people should not be afraid of their government, but the government should be afraid of their people."

Hearing this, Andy was stunned for a long time before swallowing, and said nervously: "Director Han, did you have a bad time in Huaxia? How do you say such a thing?"

Han Qiu shook his head: "China is very good, and I don't mean my motherland. This is just a fantasy of mine. Don't take it seriously."

Andy's expression softened, and he sighed: "Director Han, your idea is really dangerous. Now, whether you are in China or the United States, where are the people not afraid of the government? Compared with the behemoth of the government, our power is too small , Moreover, it also has the ability to obliterate any public opinion at any time, not to mention that each of those soldiers has a big smoking gun."

"Just on you, bang! You're done."

Han Qiu couldn't help laughing. This guy is involved in the gun again. It seems that his psychological shadow is really big.

However, Han Qiu didn't say anything in his heart. Compared with the more open United States, his motherland is more like the "Utopia" just mentioned.

At the end of October, the Dark Knight crew returned to Los Angeles.Calculating the time, it took the crew three full months to wrap up.The rest is just post-work.

After returning to Los Angeles, Han Qiu rested for a day, and went to Warner's studio for post-production the next day.In terms of special effects technology, he can't intervene. What he does is to cooperate with the editor to edit the shots.

Otherwise, it spanned so many places in the United States, Xiangjiang, and the United Kingdom, and the scenes were messy, and no one except Han Qiu, the director and screenwriter, could sort it out.

Once Han Qiu enters the working state, he will work hard for Thirteen Lang. This attitude of getting up early and waiting for night has moved countless Yankees who are self-righteous.

November 11, afternoon, Warner Studios.

And just as Han Qiu was editing the footage quickly, a phone call came to Han Qiu out of the blue.

Han Qiu picked up the phone, looked at Michelle's name on the phone screen, and immediately felt a chill in his heart.

Michelle didn't have a deep relationship with himself, and the only connection between the two was Heath.Is it Heath.
Thinking of this, Han Qiu immediately put down his work and picked up the phone.

"Hi, I'm Han Qiu."

Michelle cried on the phone: "Director Han, something happened to Heath!"

Han Qiu's eyes widened suddenly, "What happened?"

"Heath took too many prescription drugs, he...acute drug poisoning."

really
At that time, he felt that Heath's mental state was not right, but he didn't expect it.
boom!
Han Qiu clenched his fist and slammed it on the desk.The loud noise caused many staff members to cast suspicious glances.

Han Qiu took a deep breath, lowered his head and whispered "sorry".

Seeing Han Qiu's unfriendly expression, others wisely didn't accuse Han Qiu of disturbing their work.

After Han Qiu tried to calm himself down, he asked, "What about now?"

"Sent to the hospital, I'm in the ambulance now." Michelle said gratefully: "Director Han, it's a good thing you let me keep an eye on Heath all the time, otherwise Heath would be him." At the end, Michelle Unable to suppress the emotions in my heart, I began to sob again.

Han Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, and asked anxiously, "Which hospital? I'll go there right now."

"USC Hospital," Michelle replied, "we'll be there soon."

"Okay, you wait there, I'll be right over!"

"Um"

After hanging up the phone, Han Qiu and his colleagues apologized, then picked up their coats, put them on, and hurried out of the room.

Everyone around looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one went up to stop him.It wasn't until Han Qiu left that they started whispering.

"Oh, what the hell happened?"

"I don't know, maybe it's something very important."

"Qiu is the most serious director I have ever seen, may Goddess of Luck bless him."

Someone laughed and said, "I think we should worry about ourselves now. If we don't finish our work on time, Qiu will blame us again when he comes back."

As soon as the words came out, everyone nodded in sympathy.

University of Southern California Hospital.

Han Qiu rushed over in a hurry.Outside the gate downstairs, Michelle kept looking around with a small bag in her hand. When she saw Han Qiu, she hurried up to meet him.

Han Qiu couldn't wait to ask: "How is it now, are you out of danger?"

"I don't know, Heath went to the emergency room and hasn't come out yet." Michelle shook her head in pain.

Han Qiu's eyes fell on the plastic bag in his hand, and the bottles and jars inside attracted his attention.

"what is this?"

"The medicine Heath took."

Han Qiu took it over and took a look, only to see that there were no less than four or five kinds of prescription drugs: analgesics (oxycodone), sleeping pills, painkillers, sedatives, antidepressants and so on.

After reading it, Han Qiu's complexion turned pale instantly. He is really a lunatic. One of these medicines, if taken too much, will cause a lot of damage to the body. He has taken so much?
Is this kid impatient with his idle life?

Fuck, madman!

Han Qiu frowned, "Come on, let's go up and have a look."

All the way to the outside of the emergency room, Han Qiu's brows did not relax for a moment, and his steps were extremely heavy.

Michelle was even more unbearable, crying all the way up, her eyes were almost red and swollen!
Sitting down on the chair outside the emergency room, Han Qiu lit up a cigarette very annoyed, but he was stopped by a passing nurse before taking two puffs.

"No smoking in the hospital!"

"I'm sorry." Han Qiu said sorry, threw the cigarette butt on the ground fiercely, stepped on it hard a few times before giving up, and finally picked up the cigarette butt, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.

Seeing Han Qiu's dark face, Michelle said weakly, "Qiu, I shouldn't let you"

"Stop, stop talking, Heath is my friend."

"Feel sorry."

Han Qiu remained silent, took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and flipped through the photos.These are stills, taken on set.

Finally, Han Qiu found a photo of Heath, which was taken when Heath was putting on makeup.

In the photo, Heath's makeup has just started, only the two scars at the corners of the mouth and the black eye circles are painted, and the rest of the parts are still the same.

He looked at the camera calmly, his eyes were as clear as water, and there was a faint smile on his handsome face. The two scars complemented each other perfectly with the smile, making Heath even more enchanting and charming.

Han Qiu suddenly smiled, Heath at this moment is so cute.

But how many people know how crazy this young man in his 20s has done for acting, and even sent himself to the hospital now.

Acting with your life?
Haha, what a crazy and ridiculous move.

Before he knew it, the smile on Han Qiu's face grew bigger and bigger. He didn't know if he was laughing at Heath's cuteness or because he could meet such an excellent actor in his life.

In the end, tears flowed down Han Qiu's smiling face, looking like a fool with polio.

Laugh and cry?

The passing nurses couldn't understand, and Michelle didn't know Han Qiu's current mood.

A few minutes later, a nurse emerged from the emergency room with a tray.Michelle wiped away her tears and hurried forward.However, there was a faster shadow beside her, passing her and rushing to the nurse one step ahead of her.

Han Qiu tried his best to soften his ugly expression, and asked, "Excuse me, how is the patient doing now?"

The nurse glanced at him and said lightly: "Sorry, I'm still in the process of rescue. He took too much medicine and it's too toxic."

As she said that, the nurse frowned and complained: "As family members, how can you let the patient behave like this? Don't you know that these medicines should not be taken indiscriminately?"

Han Qiu was silent, and Michelle was also very embarrassed.

Michelle nana said: "This is my responsibility, I didn't take good care of him."

The nurse sighed, shook her head and left.The two had no choice but to retreat to their seats and continue to wait.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when Han Qiu came, and it is four o'clock now.Finally, at 05:30, a middle-aged man in a white coat came out.

"Who are Heath Ledger's family?"

Michelle stepped forward and said hurriedly, "I am!"

Han Qiu didn't speak this time, just quietly waiting for the doctor's next words, although his clenched fists implied that his mood was not as calm as it indicated.

The doctor took a deep look at the two, then sighed
　Ask for a ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)