Hollywood Secret Garden

Chapter 751

The news that Ms. Angel finally woke up out of danger after being in a coma for almost six days spread rapidly all over the world with the developed network and media. This rejoices.Both the public and public opinion at this time are very unanimous in expressing that this is something worth celebrating. As for those who will turn against Angela, at the beginning, these people were still guessing about something, waiting for the video to be released. Immediately shut up after going online.

Even the police officers of the Beverly Hills Police Department repeatedly drew crosses on their chests, thanking God for not calling Angela back. During this time, they were criticized repeatedly every day. The series of actions were all pointed out by people under the magnifying glass, and the pressure they endured was not ordinary. If Angela really died because of the shooting incident, I am afraid that many people would be unlucky because of it.

According to gossip, the murderer of the school shooting, Samson Latifah, who has been silent and silent since he was detained in the detention center, shouted happily after hearing that Angela was out of danger , As a result, the police who were misunderstood took care of it.Immediately after the news came out, a witness who claimed to be the shooting broke the news online that Samson looked very depressed when he was taken away, and kept shouting "I didn't mean to" when he was first subdued.

"If he is really repenting, then he will go to the electric torture chair honestly!" Someone left a message.

"Obviously, Angela's charm is unstoppable, and even the murderer is moved by it." Someone also left a message like this.

But no matter whether these messages are out of anger or well-intentioned ridicule, people have only one purpose, which is to reverse the previous heavy atmosphere and continue to pray for Angela, hoping that she can appear in front of everyone intact as soon as possible.

The wish is good, but the reality will not change because of the good wish. Although Angela has woken up from the coma and left the ICU ward, according to the doctor's estimation, she will stay in the hospital for at least half a year Even 8 months!

Gunshot wounds are not so easy to heal. Even if Angela was lucky enough to not hurt her lungs or liver, it still takes time to get better. The kind of anti-machine gun that can still be alive and well after being hit by dozens of bullets The scene of wantonly harvesting the enemy will only appear in movies or on the battlefield.In addition, she lost too much blood, her resistance was weakened, and complications such as low-grade fever would accompany her for a long time, so she didn't have half a year to recover.

"Jessie, can you draw the curtains closer? The sunlight is a little harsh." Angela, who was lying on the hospital bed, said in a soft tone. Her pale face made her look a little sick, but at the same time she looked even more sick. She is so lovable that one can't help but want to hold her in his arms and cherish her.

"Okay, I'll be here right away." Jessica, who was arranging things for her, immediately put down her work, walked quickly to the window and pulled the curtains a little to the middle, "Is this okay?"

"That's it, very good, thank you, Jesse, you are so sweet." Angela's tone was a little teasing.

"This is what I should do, you are a patient." Jessica just shrugged, gave a gentle smile, and then waved her hand in front of the dazed Angela in a strange way: "What's wrong? "

"Oh...it's nothing..." Angela, who came back to her senses, shook her head, then tilted her head and looked at Jessica again, "It's just...that sentence you just said...I seem to have heard it somewhere."

"Of course I've heard it. We've said this to you more than once!" Jessica suddenly crossed her hips angrily.

"Hey hey, I just said one more word, don't worry about it." Angela shouted quickly, because the wound was still healing, and it took her a lot of effort to swing her arms.

"No need to do this? What's the matter?" Jessica suddenly became excited, "Have you really heard what we said? Did you really care about our feelings?! Do you know that we almost lost you Already!"

Jessica's eye circles suddenly turned red. Angela, who has seen too many expressions like this these days, was moved and also had a headache. In order to prevent similar preaching, she immediately resorted to her own unique trick—first move He moved his body as if he wanted to sit up, and then let out a soft hum with a pained look on his face.

"Angie, are you okay!" Jessica, who was taken aback, immediately stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder nervously and carefully.

"No...it's okay, it's probably related to the wound." Angela said with a bitter face, and then squeezed out a comforting smile.

"Really?" Jessica looked down suspiciously, but unfortunately she couldn't see anything through the quilt and clothes.

"Shall I call the doctor?" Jessica continued.

"No, no, I'll explain the situation to Dr. Lambton when he comes to make an inspection. Damn, how many days will I have to lie like this." Angela's tone was full of complaints, and it was true that she went too far during the performance just now. The wound was involved, if it wasn't for Jessica's worry, she would have bared her teeth and screamed.

"You asked for it. Why did you hesitate when you opened the door and closed it when there was no one there?!" Jessica became excited again, "And those students, how could they even think of opening the door! It's written in the manual!"

"Okay, Jesse, it's hard for everyone to make the right decision even if they stay calm in that situation," Angela said with a wry smile, "Okay, Jesse, can we stop talking about this?"

Jessica opened her mouth, finally sighed softly, put her arms around Angela's neck, put her head on her shoulders, and leaned over with her upper body.Angela didn't speak any more, just grabbed Jessica's hand and felt silently.

The two just cuddled together quietly without saying a word, letting the time go by, I don't know how long—maybe it was just a few minutes, maybe a few hours—after a low cry sounded at the door, Jessica seemed to be frightened Jumped up like a bunny.With a blushing face, she brushed the hair around her ears, and then gave Angela a gloating look, before turning her head away anxiously.After seeing the visitor clearly, Jessica was immediately relieved, but at the same time, she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Need me—" Rachel, who was holding a handful of flowers at the door, made a mutual understanding gesture. She was wearing a t-shirt and leggings, a pair of brown boots underneath, and a decent beige windbreaker. Make her look pretty.

"No, no need," Jessica hurriedly stood up to explain, "We just...we just..."

Seeing that she was stuck and didn't know what words to use, Rachel hurriedly interrupted with a snicker: "Okay, I see."

Jessica scratched her face in embarrassment, then thought of something and asked, "You replace Kate..."

"Yes." Rachel nodded, and then made a small correction: "Actually, Kate asked me to come."

Jessica almost didn't laugh, but fortunately she covered her mouth immediately, and then rubbed it as if this action was natural.Rachel, who saw it, said nothing, and then her eyes fell on Angela who was lying on the bed with a strange expression.

"Okay, then I'll go first, and she'll leave it to you." Jessica packed up her things knowingly, then walked up to Angela and bowed her head to kiss her forehead. He kissed her lips down.

"I'm leaving, get well soon, Angie." Jessica said softly.

"Don't worry, I will have as much energy as before in a few months." Angela said with relief.

Jessica laughed, a complex look flashed in her eyes, she reached out and brushed the hair on Angela's forehead, leaned over and kissed her lips again, and then reluctantly left the ward.

"She loves you very much." Rachel said suddenly after watching her leave.

Angela coughed lightly, and then said in a reproachful tone: "Are you going to stand at the door forever?"

Rachel smiled slightly, walked in and closed the door, "I didn't know what to bring to see you, so I bought a bouquet of lilies, but... it seems that you don't need extra flowers here."

Although the VIP ward has a lot of space, and although it is not allowed to place too many other things in the VIP ward, it is still filled with all kinds of things, such as bouquets, letters, postcards, and small gift boxes.These were basically sent by fans, Angela naturally couldn't throw them out casually, so she had to temporarily put them here and wait for a while before letting them take them away.Almost everyone who came to visit her was forced by her to help open the letters of Fans, and then read aloud some very nasty words, even her mother - can't do strenuous activities now and respect everyone Caring about her fans is a very good excuse.

"How come, the flowers in the vase on the right corner should be changed, you can put the lilies there." Angela pursed her lips.

According to Rachel's words, she took out the flowers from the vase on the right corner and carefully put them aside, poured out the water inside and washed them again before putting in the lilies she brought.Then he fiddled with it carefully, and after making the flowers into a nice shape, he stopped and put the vase back in place.

"It's beautiful, I didn't expect you to know how to arrange flowers?" Angela said as she looked at the bouquet of flowers.

"I don't understand. Although I used to be a gardener at home for a while, I just think it looks better when I play with it like this." Rachel shrugged, and carefully packed the withered flowers that she took out before and put them into the trash in the barrel.

Then, the room fell silent. Angela looked at Rachel's back, and Rachel looked at the withered flowers in the trash can, not knowing what to say to each other.

This atmosphere lasted for a long time before being broken by Angela: "Speaking of which, this is the first time you have come to see me, right?"

"This is the third time. You were asleep when you came here two days ago." Rachel replied lightly.

"Well...that's because you need to sleep for a long time to reduce the consumption of your body, so that you can recover a little faster," Angela said with a somewhat exaggerated curl of her lips, "the disadvantage is that if you sleep too much, sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night and lie on the bed alone looking at the ceiling in a daze."

Rachel chuckled, and finally turned around, Angela also laughed: "By the way, what are you doing recently?"

"Recently?" Rachel turned her head and recalled, "It's the same old way, choose a role and choose a script, and when you see a suitable one or one you like, you go to an audition, and if the producer thinks it's OK, you can officially star in it."

After a pause, she showed a self-deprecating smile of unknown meaning: "Speaking of which, I have never thanked you."

"Ah?" Angela was stunned, and then she understood, "Oh, it's nothing, I just recommended you to James, if you don't have the ability, he won't pick you, right?"

"...More than that." After Rachel said this, she stopped talking, and her eyes began to wander.

Angela, who misunderstood what she meant, suddenly became a little awkward and awkward, and she thought of those few nights in Rosarito back then.

Fortunately, Rachel changed the subject and asked: "So what about you? Oh, I mean, you can't do anything now lying in the hospital...I mean...I mean, your work may So put it on hold..."

Seeing her depressed look because she didn't know what else to say, Angela couldn't help laughing: "It's okay, it's a fact, not only the editing of the new movie has been delayed, but the release of the new album has also become impossible , the fans are probably very angry? Fortunately, they all expressed their understanding, or there is really nothing to do."

"If you can't understand this, then they are not your fans." Rachel replied with a smile.

Angela shrugged reluctantly: "But this seems to be good. Although I have adjusted the time of rest and work well before, there has never been a situation where I have to rest for more than half a year like now."

"Not bad?" Rachel raised her eyebrows, her tone suddenly changed, "Do you think it's good to lie here like this?"

"Hmm..." Angela suddenly felt suffocated. Why did everyone look the same when talking about this issue? Please, I'm obviously joking, okay?

Rachel probably also saw her depression, so she didn't continue talking. After a pause for a few seconds, she sighed again: "Speaking of it... I'm really surprised..."

"Surprised?" Angela raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Surprised by what?"

But she immediately reacted, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I don't think I'm that kind of person? Actually, I didn't think anything at the time. Closing the door to prevent him from entering and persuading him to put down the gun were just subconscious reactions. To be honest, I now I was a little scared, if his gun went off when it was on my forehead..."

"No," Rachel yelled anxiously, "I didn't mean that, I just... I just... I can't describe the feeling, the time when I heard you were sent to the hospital in critical condition. It's like a frozen feeling, I never thought I would feel like this, I always thought I hated you more than I loved you, but..."

She spread her hands and didn't continue talking, and Angela didn't speak either. The two just looked at each other quietly, and there was a subtle atmosphere in the room.

"I have made many mistakes," Angela said softly, "some can be forgiven, some cannot be forgiven, fortunately those that can be forgiven have been forgiven, and those that cannot be forgiven have also been forgiven I'm done. Although I'm still hesitating and don't know what decision to make, I can't make any more mistakes until then."

After finishing speaking, before Rachel could speak, Angela suddenly changed the subject: "Can you let me sit up again, Rachel? I still have some things to do."

"Of course it's okay." Rachel, who came back to her senses, walked to the side of the bed and raised the upper half of the mattress even more.

"Thank you, can you bring me the computer now?" Angela pouted again.

"And then?" Rachel took the computer and put it in front of Angela.

"Please help me log in to my blog, and then I will dictate to you to type." Angela continued.

"Oh?" Rachel looked at her and raised her eyebrows, "I think you can come by yourself, don't you?"

"Don't be like this, Rachel, just help me type an article, it won't take much time, and it will also help me recover better and faster," Angela lazily replied, "Everyone has helped me like this before." Me and you are no exception, right?"

"Okay," Rachel sighed helplessly, "Then...how do I log in first?"

Under Angela's command and dictation, Rachel quickly logged on to her blog to help type out the articles.There is nothing new, basically "thank you for your support, please don't worry about recovering now", and then said that because I am not active now, this article is still being typed by someone else, but I believe that I will be able to do it myself soon I started typing.

I have to say that Angela is very popular. Although they are all the same things, there are several comments below immediately after the update.

At the same time, it is a cookie-cutter blessing, but it also shows how many people follow her blog.

"I was thinking, if you don't get better as soon as possible, or even worsen and fall into a coma again, your fans will tear down the hospital." Rachel refreshed the page, half sighing and half jokingly said.

"I never make such guesses, it's meaningless..." Angela snorted, and was about to tease a few words, but when the door of the ward opened, her expression changed drastically.

"What's wrong?" Rachel looked inexplicably at the nurse who was pushing the trolley in, and then at Angela, whose body was tense and trembling slightly.

"Don't worry, Miss Angela, nothing will happen, please relax." The nurse who came in said in a relieved tone, apparently already familiar with Angela's situation.

"I'm relaxing, but I can't relax." Angela said almost crying. After the nurse took out the liquid, she not only closed her eyes but even twisted her facial features together.

Seeing all this, Rachel couldn't help opening her mouth wide, and it took a long time before she forced a smile and asked, "Angie...are you dizzy from needles?!"