The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1010 Roll Up Your Sleeves
My heart was beating wildly. Even if I used all my strength to control it, the panic and fear still surged in like a tide.

Ding!
When the elevator reached the door, Lucas rushed out like a gust of wind, raised his hand to stop a taxi, and took out three green banknotes with Franklin's portrait on them.

"Mount Sinai Hospital. The red light and speeding are on me."

His face was as gloomy as water, full of murderous intent, and a single glance could kill the other person. Lucas exuded a cold and dangerous aura from head to toe.

All the way.

The taxi braked suddenly and stopped in front of Mount Sinai Hospital.

Lucas is unstoppable on his way forward——

Observe, judge, identify, and dispatch.

Without stopping or asking questions along the way, they arrived at their destination in such a mighty manner. From afar, they could see the busy and tense crew members. The entire corridor was packed with people, with no order at all. Although no one spoke, suppressed chaos and anxiety filled the air.

Lucas didn't have time to distinguish who was who. He quickly scanned the crowd and caught his target at a glance.

"Noah!"

"Tell me, what happened? Where is Anson now and who is the attending doctor?"

In just a few words, Lucas grasped the key points -

Now, everything else is unimportant, only Anson is important.

Noah's eyes were filled with panic, and he was deeply remorseful. "It's my fault. I didn't take good care of Anson, Mr. Wood. I'm sorry."

"Anson...Anson fell from two floors while filming. He lost consciousness and is now undergoing a scan..."

Noah was incoherent and flustered, trying to calm himself down, but his mind was in a mess and he was instantly pulled into darkness by fear.

A hint of gloom flashed across Lucas' expressionless face. "How did these things happen?"

An accident? Or an accident?
However, Noah's face was blank, and he obviously didn't have the answer to Lucas' question. "No... I don't know. Everything happened too fast."

"Mr. Wood, Anson, Anson can hardly speak, if ..."

Not daring to continue speaking, fearing that his words would come true, Noah tightly shut his mouth and his eyes slowly lost focus.

Suddenly, Lucas' heart almost stopped beating. He stood there in a daze, feeling as if he was in an ice cellar in the middle of June.

calm down!

He needed to calm down, Anson needed him.

Amid the chaos, Lucas clenched his fists, his neatly trimmed nails digging into his palms. He still couldn't feel the pain, but he finally felt the stability of being on solid ground, and his blood seemed to start flowing again.

"Don't worry. No matter what happens, Anson has me."

Lucas patted Noah's shoulder gently, trying to calm him down and regain his balance.

"Just now on the phone, you said Anson was conscious and had a conversation with you?"

Noah nodded randomly. "He was still joking with us, but it only lasted for a short while before he passed out. The paramedics said it might be due to the pain. Later, he was put in the ambulance. Anson woke up for a short while and said..."

Noah glanced at Lucas cautiously.

Lucas didn't say anything either, just looked at Noah quietly.

Noah said obediently, "Anson said not to call Mom and Dad."

Lucas:…

Noah tried to defend Anson, "He's also worried about them..." Lucas glanced at Noah, interrupting Noah's next words. Obviously, Lucas knew Anson better than Noah and didn't need Noah's defense.

Noah stood there, and even at a short distance he could still feel the chill emanating from Lucas' body. It was not just an attitude of "keep away from strangers", but more like an attitude of "kill Buddha if it's standing in your way, and kill God if it's a god". The unconcealed arrogance made the air around them begin to cool down a little bit.

Not only Noah, the rustling noises nearby also mysteriously quieted down gradually, and everyone's eyes turned to Lucas.

Lucas didn't care, nor would he care, his mind was full of the situation at hand.

Now, Anson is undergoing a scan, and everything still needs to wait for the scan results and the doctor's diagnosis. No matter what, Anson is the most important.

However, this does not mean that he needs to sit here and wait.

There are still a lot of things waiting to be resolved.

Lucas sorted out a thought from the chaos and noise, and felt gravity pulling his heart back to the ground again.

"Okay, now we have other things to deal with. We need to understand the whole story. We can't leave it like this. I need your help."

"First, find a lounge and have all the crew members gather together. Don't disrupt order here. The disorder in the hospital will easily create opportunities for people to take advantage of the situation."

"Secondly, I need you to contact Edgar and tell him the whole story. It's too far for him to come here from Los Angeles, but he can go directly to the Sony Columbia office. They need to organize a press team to protect the hospital and prevent paparazzi from breaking in. On the other hand, they need to issue an official statement to prevent the media from making random guesses."

"Again, I need you and the person in charge of the set to recall carefully the witnesses of the incident. There is not just one person, but all the people who witnessed the entire incident. Ask them what they saw and what happened. I need to piece together the full picture of what happened and how it happened."

"at last."

Lucas paused, his temple throbbing rapidly, a rage burning uncontrollably in his chest.

"Tell me where the director is. There's something I need to talk to him about."

Noah stared at Lucas blankly, a murderous aura coming towards him, and he couldn't help swallowing.

Lucas noticed it and curled his lips slightly, "Don't worry, I won't hurt him."

Noah actually nodded obediently in agreement.

To be honest, chaos is still chaos, uneasy and restless.

Lucas couldn't calm down, but the more he felt like that, the more focused he became. There was only one thought in his mind -

No matter what, he would not let this matter go easily. Even if it was just an accident, someone had to be held responsible for the accident. No one could walk away unharmed after hurting his brother.

nobody.

He doesn't mind getting his hands dirty if necessary.

It was an accident, very bad, very, very bad, but the accident had already happened and there was no need to dwell on it. What was more important than the accident was the subsequent solution and response.

Exhaling lightly, Lucas thought carefully to make sure he had not missed anything; in a hurry, he could not take care of all the tickets at once, so he would leave it at this level for now, and if there was anything he missed later, he would add to it at any time.

Refocus your sight.

"Noah, I believe you."

Just a few simple words helped Noah to gain balance, stabilizing him amidst the swaying and turbulent waves, and his eyes finally found focus.

Noah wiped his cheek roughly, nodded solemnly, and meticulously sorted out what Lucas had told him, then took a step forward resolutely.

Lucas looked in the direction Noah had just pointed, and found Sam Raimi in the crowd, who was sitting on a bench with a tired face, messy hair, and dull eyes, and walked towards him.

(End of this chapter)