Chinese Entertainment's Shining Star

Drake howled miserably for a while, and finally released his hand covering his ankle under the comfort of his friends, and then everyone saw Drake's ankle that was swollen like a loaf of bread.

"Oh my God, it must be broken! Drake, you're done, you may never be able to play basketball again in your life." A white man exclaimed when he saw this scene, but Nie Wei heard a hint of gloating from his cry, so he looked at him deliberately.

As expected, there was no sympathy in this man's eyes at all.

"Anderson, if I hear you say something sarcastic again, I'll beat your front teeth again." A black man who had been supporting Drake shouted at the white man who had just yelled.

"If I don't say it, will his foot be healed?" Anderson pouted and muttered, but when he saw the little man looking at him with a vicious look, he still didn't dare to say anything sarcastic.

But Drake still heard what he said just now.

"Gary, is my ankle really broken?" Drake asked in horror. He had just seen the injury on his ankle, which was really terrible. In addition, he couldn't turn his ankle at all, so he subconsciously thought that what Anderson said was correct.

"No, no, that's Anderson's nonsense. The doctor hasn't arrived yet. We can only confirm it after the doctor has done the examination."

"No, Gary, I think my foot is really broken." Drake burst into tears as he spoke.

The psychological pressure of a broken foot made him almost unable to breathe. When he thought that he might not even be able to play basketball in the future, regret was like a worm drilling back and forth in his heart, making him feel so distressed that he couldn't bear it.

At this moment, he finally understood why those people he had stepped on cried so sadly after spraining and breaking their legs. At that time, Drake only thought that they were soft eggs, but when it happened to him, Drake understood the meaning of those tears.

Drake was close to collapse at this time, with remorse like a thousand ants gnawing at his heart.

"It's all your fault... Let me go!" Gary saw Drake's distraught look, and was furious. He stood up and was about to pounce on Nie Wei, but was stopped by Cheng Zimo, who had been on guard against these guys.

"What are you doing? What are you going to do? Do you think the police don't exist?" Doug also stood up at this time and asked the police to pull Cheng Zimo and Gary apart. Of course, the police obviously sided with Cheng Zimo in the process.

After all, Drake was not right in this matter, not to mention that Cheng Zimo represented Nie Wei, and Doug didn't want to offend such a big shot.

"Mr. Doug, I'm afraid that today's shooting can't go on. I will ask the staff to contact your senior management to renegotiate the shooting time."

Nie Wei walked to Doug's side and said calmly.

"Of course, I'm really sorry for everything that happened today." Doug heard what Nie Wei said and hurried to apologize.

"It's okay, it's just an accident. I believe you don't want this to happen, right?" Nie Wei smiled and acted as if he didn't care. He even comforted Doug a little, which moved Doug very much.

You know, what he feared most was that Nie Wei would get angry and tell the senior staff about this matter, so Doug would inevitably become the scapegoat for this matter.

After comforting Doug, Nie Wei didn't want to make the relationship with him too stiff. Although Doug's performance today was incompetent, after all, the incident had already happened. Whether it was complaining or complaining, it would be useless.

It would be better to comfort him so that he could be more dedicated to maintaining public order next time. After all, after something like today happened, I believe even a pig would learn a lesson, let alone a human.

After Nie Wei finished talking to Doug, he saw that the ambulance had not arrived yet, so he waved to the medical staff of the crew on the side.

"Spray some painkillers on him." Nie Wei said.

In fact, he knew Drake's injury best. Although Drake's foot was swollen, his bones were not injured. Nie Wei was very measured in his kick. He didn't want to ruin Drake's life because of this. If it wasn't for Drake's kick, Nie Wei would not even be willing to use such violent means to deal with him.

After all, he just wanted a quiet shooting environment. He was just a passer-by in this country. He would leave after a while. It was unknown how long it would take for him to come back next time. Why bother to do it? The status of the two people also meant that they would have almost no intersection in the future.

"Get out of here. I don't need your hypocrisy. Don't you know who made Drake look like this now?" Nie Wei's kindness was resisted. Gary, who wanted to fight with Nie Wei just now, jumped out and stopped the medical staff from treating Drake.

"Is it me who hurt him, or is it him who hurt me? You can ask him." Nie Wei walked in front of Gary, looked at Drake lying on the ground, and said calmly.

"I..." Derek was about to refute, but facing Nie Wei's calm gaze, he couldn't say it for some reason.

Because he knew this matter best, he was the instigator of everything. He deliberately stretched out his foot to trip Nie Wei, but he didn't expect that he would end up hurting himself.

"It seems that you have an idea in mind, that's good. In addition, I suggest that you accept treatment, at least it can help you relieve some of the pain." After Nie Wei finished speaking, he turned around and left, not caring whether Drake agreed or not.

After all, Nie Wei had no obligation to persuade that guy earnestly. All this was Drake's own fault. Nie Wei's intention to send someone to relieve his pain was already considered kind.

In fact, if there were no media taking pictures there, Nie Wei would not even do this. After all, Drake deserved it from beginning to end.

Drake was in great pain and wanted to know his injury, so even though Gary "hardened" him not to accept Nie Wei's charity-like treatment, Drake still agreed.

After all, his legs were the biggest in the world, and what was face in front of a healthy leg?

Drake had seen many incidents where minor injuries turned into major injuries because of untimely treatment. He didn't want to be like that, so Gary's words didn't make any sense to him. It wasn't his leg that was injured, so he could be tough, but Drake couldn't.

This time, Drake seemed to have grown a lot in a short period of time.

"Sir, can my ankle be saved?" Drake asked nervously while the medical staff sprayed him with medicine.

"It's hard to say. It looks serious, but everything will have to wait until the examination to know whether the injury has hurt the bones. But even if the bones are not hurt, with such a serious contusion, I think you have to rest for at least three months before you can do strenuous exercise again." The medical staff answered Drake's question enthusiastically.

Drake was so depressed that he felt that what this person said was mostly to comfort himself. If it weren't for the pain, he would have felt that the injured foot no longer belonged to him, and it was 99% likely to be broken.

His only hope now was that the man named Nie Wei could help him share some of the medical expenses.

Five minutes later, the ambulance finally arrived. Drake was carried into the ambulance, and Nie Wei also sent Li Xiang to the hospital to find out the situation.

It was almost dark at this time, and the filming could not be carried out, so the crew had to call it a day and go back to the hotel.

"Nie Wei, you play basketball so well." Zhang Ziyi was in a good mood. Although it was delayed for a long time, it was worth it for her to watch such a good show.

Nie Wei looked at the woman with a smile, and didn't quite understand why she was so happy.

In fact, most of the crew were in a good mood at this time, especially those female employees who would secretly look at Nie Wei when they passed by him, and some bold ones would leave a string of silver bell-like laughter.

For these girls, today's incident was more exciting than scary.

Although he only played three balls, Nie Wei's heroic appearance on the basketball court really made these girls excited. Although most of them didn't understand how strong Nie Wei was, since he could suppress the big black guy, he should be at least very powerful.

What's more, Nie Wei is handsome enough!

They like to watch Nie Wei play basketball, and more importantly, they like this person. In addition, Nie Wei also tried his best to suppress Drake from beginning to end, which naturally made his little fans even more excited.

"HEY, Mr. Nie Wei, can you accept our interview?" Several reporters who had been stopped by the police saw that the crew had started to finish work, and felt that there would be no chance if they didn't ask, so they shouted to Nie Wei in the studio.

Nie Wei smiled and nodded at them, but he didn't mean to come forward to accept the interview.

This made the reporters very disappointed, especially in less than five minutes, Nie Wei was picked up by a luxury car, and they also understood that they had completely lost the opportunity to interview Nie Wei.

Of course, they were still very satisfied with what happened today, at least they would not worry about the material for the news later. The intersection of a billionaire and a street basketball player should be able to attract the attention of many readers.

Just when Lucy was about to finish work and return to the newspaper office, his companion Rick quietly pulled her.

"Don't you think we should go to the hospital?" Rick whispered in Lucy's ear. Nie Wei is not the only person involved in this matter. There is another person lying in the hospital.

Lucy's eyes lit up when she heard this.

"You are right. That person is indeed worth our trip." Lucy responded in a low voice, fearing that reporters from other newspapers would hear it.

Just as Lucy and Rick were driving to get ready for a big fight, Drake had already started to be examined.

"Oh, you are lucky, young man. Although I thought your ankle must be broken when I saw your injury, I didn't expect that there was no problem with your bones. It's just a contusion, not even too serious. You only need to recover for half a month, pay attention to some matters, and you will soon have a healthy ankle." After reading the examination report, the doctor said with a smile.

Drake almost cried when he heard this answer.

He thanked God in his heart. Thank God his ankle was not broken, and he could continue to play his beloved basketball.

At the same time, he also felt that he was lucky enough. After all, with such an injury, even he himself thought that his ankle must be broken. However, he did not expect a sudden turn of events. He felt that it was very likely that his repentance at that time had worked and was heard by God, so he blessed himself to be free from pain.

"I will play basketball seriously in the future and never do these little tricks again. Praise the Lord." Drake made a cross on his chest and prayed devoutly.

"God bless you." The doctor believed in God. Looking at Drake's appearance, he thought he did too. But he didn't expect that this guy didn't believe in God at all an hour ago. He just came to God at the last minute after being injured.

Of course, at this moment, Drake also believed, and maybe more than the doctor.

"I will prescribe some items that can help you recover, and there are some precautions. Okay, that's all. Take this list to check out. Jess, help me call the next patient in." The doctor said the last sentence to the nurse at the door.

But Drake didn't get up and leave immediately. Instead, he took the list and swallowed his saliva, and then asked the doctor carefully.

"Excuse me, how much does it cost?"

"Not much, a total of 350 US dollars including the medical fee. I know you don't have much money, so I prescribe some cheaper medicines for you." The doctor answered with an expression of understanding.

But this number made Drake panic. Three hundred and fifty dollars, for the doctor in front of him, might be just his salary for one or two days, but for Drake's family, it was almost half a month's income.

Walking out of the clinic, Drake looked a little dazed. He didn't go to pay for the medicine, not because the medicine was expensive and he was dissatisfied, but because he had no money on him, he could only wait for his parents to arrive.

But before his parents arrived, Li Xiang, who followed him, found Drake first.

"You should have got the prescription from the doctor, give it to me." Li Xiang didn't talk nonsense with Drake. After saying hello, he asked him for the bill directly.

"What are you going to do?" Drake subconsciously handed over the prescription in his hand, and then asked strangely.

"Of course I will help you pay for the medicine. Mr. Nie asked me to tell you something. Although you have brought this upon yourself, he will not ignore you. Mr. Nie will bear all the expenses for your treatment until your ankle recovers."

"Of course, if you have any questions or requests, you can talk to his lawyer. Can I give you a lawyer's phone number?" Li Xiang asked jokingly.

"No, no, thank you so much." Drake was even more worried when he heard the word "lawyer" than when he saw the police.

Just as Drake was thanking Li Xiang profusely, Lucy and Rick also came to the hospital and were asking at the front desk where Drake was.

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