King of Hollywood

“Everything is in order, there are no other issues left for you to deal with yourself, Mr. Adrian.” That's what Chris and Adrian said when they came out of the building.

“Okay, Chris, say thank you again.” Adrian smiled.

“That's what I'm supposed to do, and you're paid.” Chris shrugged his shoulders, turned his head, looked behind him, and then smiled again: “Speaking of which, I owe you an apology. ”

“Apologize?” Adrian also looked behind her and Jacqueline was teasing the daughter in her arms from time to time. Because the babysitter was temporarily unavailable, and the daughter was a little guy who liked Ryan, they had to take her with them.

“It's okay. Life is always an accident. Besides, she's not stalling us, is she?” Adrian didn't think to wave.

The three of them quickly came to the street, and after a few more chills, Chris drove away, and Adrian chatted with Jacqueline because there was something else nearby.

“He's always been so busy doing things and not listening - I don't either.” Jacqueline's expression became gloomy when it came to her husband's work as a lawyer.

“It is normal that every man has a dictatorial side, especially when his wife and his profession are the same.” Adrian noticed this and changed the subject: "Hey, Emma, how many cars have you counted? ”

The little girl, who stared at the car coming and going from the street, turned her head, and her brown eyes slipped and circled, and she shouted, "I forgot. ”

Soft and beautiful, Adrian gave an exaggerated look and said in amazing tone: "Wow, that's rare. This is the first time she's talked to me. ”

The little guy immediately made a ghost face of him and quickly turned his head and buried it on his mother's shoulder.

“We're leaving, Mr. Adrian. Goodbye.” Noting that her husband's car was already on the street, Jacqueline said with a smile.

“Well, goodbye.” Adrian nodded and took her in the direction of the car.

Less than two steps later, a burst of noise suddenly rang, without a sign, and a red double-decker bus slammed in and hit Chris' car hard. The huge impact suddenly crashed into the car and pushed it over the street amidst flying debris.

“Ah!” After a brief blank, Jacqueline screamed sharply and ran wildly forward with her daughter.

Adrian screamed, "Come back, Jacqueline! Don't go there!”

Unfortunately, it was too late, and the bus that crashed the car into the street into the flower bed showed no sign of stopping, making a clicking noise and crashing into the street again, the first to hit was Jacqueline, who was holding her daughter.

Faced with the nearby bus, Jacqueline only had time to do one thing, throwing her daughter in her arms backwards and then being hit hard by a bus for a dozen feet.

Adrian, who was going to run sideways, was totally instinctual and clutched to the girl who flew in. The impact caused his body to lose balance, while the bus continued unabated. At this critical juncture, Adrian becomes incredibly calm, sliding back and holding the girl tight until she rolls back? A sound hit the cement slab before stopping, and the bus rushed in front of it with a strong wind.

Another loud noise, a bus rushing up the street collided with several cars and finally stopped. After a few seconds, Adrian lying on the ground came back to God from an unsettled shock. While his back was in hidden pain, he also had a cold sweat. His forehead, elbows, knees, etc. all felt a little spicy, or at least worn skin.

“Damn...” Adrian scolded, then remembered something. Looking in his arms, the little girl he held tight to didn't seem hurt, but looked at him with a miserable white face, as if she had no soul.

“Emma? Are you all right, Emma?” Adrian gasped and patted the little girl's face gently, but nothing had happened to her, and he looked up and sat up barely biting his teeth. Despite all the chaos in the street, the screaming and running sounds mixed together, some kind man came up and lifted him up: "Are you okay, sir? ”

“Please call an ambulance, I'm not sure if the child is injured.” Adrian said so, then looked around with a bitter smile. How the hell did this happen?

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Sitting quietly in a bench outside the O.R., Adrian looked at the O.R. with the red light on from time to time, and at the little girl in her arms, it was complicated. By now he had changed his clothes and had a bandage on his forehead and nose, only a few scratches were not serious, and the Watsons were much worse.

Chris died of a skull rupture when he was taken to the hospital, and while Jacqueline was taken to the O.R. for rescue, there was a serious internal damage and too much bleeding. But the hardest thing to do was Emma in her arms, she didn't say anything along the way, she didn't have a wooden face, and she didn't go anywhere in Adrian's arms all the time. Anyone who wanted her to come down would react violently to her. Adrian had to hug her everywhere, even for an examination. Luckily, she didn't ask to go to the bathroom halfway.

According to the doctor's judgment, the little girl is overshocked. Grabbing Adrian is an instinctive reaction. If she is to return to normal, she must be given an opportunity to vent as soon as possible, otherwise it is difficult to say what she will look like.

To think of it, Adrian sighed and saw the little girl in her arms shaking her head with a smile.

The O.R. door was suddenly opened, and the doctor in the green coat came out weary, and Adrian hurried up and said, "Doctor, how's it going, Doctor? ”

“Sorry, we've tried, sir," the doctor said with a heavy tone, "unfortunately, your wife...”

“No, no, no, she's not my wife...” Adrian shook her head and suddenly stunned, “You mean... doctor, you mean... she...”

The bed with the white sheets has been sent out by the nurse.

“I'm very sorry if I could have sent you five minutes earlier...” The doctor didn't care so much for patting him on the shoulder, even if Adrian wasn't her husband, it would have been relevant to stay out so long.

Adrian said nothing more, watching the bed disappear into the hallway before returning to the bench. The little girl in her arms still had nothing to look at and her eyes were glossy. He couldn't help but sigh for a long time, and the thought of her parents disappearing into the world made him feel indescribable.

Sad, pity? Or pity? Adrian doesn't know. To exaggerate, every reborn person “dies”, directly or indirectly, tens of thousands of people, and he doesn't have that kung fu to suffer. But now that they're different, they die in front of him, especially in Chris' crashed car and Jacqueline's appearance in the bloodstream, and then calm down and reason, he's human, so it's inevitable to feel tranced.

Forget it, let's find a way to give Emma back to her family. When I think of the little girl in my arms, Adrian starts having headaches again. Is she just gonna shrink in her arms for the rest of her life?

At that time, a footsteps came in, and two elderly men, almost sixty years old, appeared before Adrian with doctors and police.

“Hello, Mr. Corwell.” The doctor greeted him with his exam for Emma.

“Hello, Dr. Sean. Can I help you?” Adrian said to gauge the two old men who followed him.

However, without waiting for the doctor to speak, the old lady had come teary-eyed to hold the little girl from Adrian's arms: "Oh, Emma, my poor Emma, are you okay? ”

The little girl suddenly struggled and, as before, did not want to leave Adrian's arms.

“Emma, baby, it's me, I'm Grandma, I'm not going to hurt you, nobody's going to hurt you here," the old man said anxiously, tears rolling down on his own.

Hearing this, the little girl's dim eyes finally flashed a little light and her body stopped struggling, then looked at the old man with some confusion.

“Poor baby.” The old man muttered sadly and finally took her out of Adrian's arms.

Adrian was relieved to see Emma go away from herself, but at the same time there was a slight loss.

“Thank you, Mr. Corwell. I'm Russell? Watson, Chris' father, they've told me about it, and thank you for saving my granddaughter.” While Grandma was coddling her granddaughter, another old man walked in front of Adrian, reaching out to him with grief.

“It's not commendable, I just did what everyone would do in that situation.” Adrian sighed, "I'm sorry for your son and wife… ”

The old man nodded heavily and looked at his wife before saying: "Then we'll leave for a while. ”

Adrian didn't speak, just made a gesture.

Russell then grabbed his wife's hand and, together, they owed Adrian and took Emma outside. Nothing happened at first. As the distance grew further away, the little girl in Grandma's arms suddenly became restless and restless. No matter how calm the elderly person was, she could not be calmed down.

The little girl suddenly crossed Grandma's shoulder and looked straight at Adrian. She reached out to him and yelled at him. Every little bit of twisting from her body increases, and her brown eyes are filled with frenzy and despair.

“Okay, Emma, don't worry, it's okay.” Grandma kept comforting, but it didn't work.

Finally, very suddenly, the little girl suddenly howled, as if a knife was stuck on her, and she finally screamed and struggled. Grandma couldn't help but put her down and as soon as her feet were soaked, the little girl ran desperately towards Adrian and ran into his arms, holding her tight and crying hard. At one time, everyone in the room would face to face without knowing what to do.