Roland's face suddenly changed, and he rushed nervously to the bedroom.

"Eric, Eric!" Roland's daughter screamed in horror in the bedroom.

Through the open bedroom door, a young boy of six or seven years old could be seen in the arms of Roland's daughter.

The little boy's eyes were closed, his face was red, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Eric, my grandson, what's wrong with you?" Roland anxiously threw himself to the little boy's side, and hurriedly reached out to sniff out.

After a long time, Roland withdrew his hand and muttered, "There is still breath, there is still breath." Poor Eric, why does God impose this misery on you? You're just a six-year-old child!"

"Dad, don't say it. It's all my fault, if I cared more about Eric, Eric wouldn't have become like this...... Woo woo...... "Roland's daughter burst into tears and fell into deep self-blame.

Wang Yong and Miye looked at this scene and were a little stunned.

What's going on? The child has a fever, and if it's a fever, why don't you go to the hospital and cry here?

Although Wang Yong was full of doubts, it was still inconvenient to ask these words.

It was the white man from the director's union who stepped forward at this time and said to Roland and Roland's daughter: "Don't be too sad, Eric is a good boy, God will definitely bless him." Besides, not having this disease is hopeless in life, and hasn't Mr. Hawking also become a well-known physicist?"

Hearing the white man's words, Wang Yong and Miye glanced at each other and were startled at the same time.

Hawking has ALS! Could it be that Roland's grandson also has this disease?

It's just that ALS has a younger trend in recent years, and it has also been found in some children in their teens, but it is still very rare to get this disease at the age of 6.

ALS, known as motor neuron disease, is a condition in which the motor nerves in the body are damaged, resulting in muscle atrophy and weakness. Until now, the specific cause of the cause has not been clearly determined in the medical community, and the treatment method is naturally impossible to talk about.

And 90% of people who suffer from this disease do not live more than five years. Like Stephen Hawking, he is already lucky.

So the white man's words did not serve as a consolation at all, but on the contrary, they touched on aspects that Roland and Roland's daughter had never wanted to mention.

Roland turned his head with an ugly face, looked at the white man, and said, "Jonathan, if you don't have anything else to do, you can go!"

The white man was slightly embarrassed, and then said, "Okay, please remember our agreement, Director Roland." Hollywood's bottom line cannot be broken!"

Roland waved his hand impatiently, not at all wanting to say another word to Jonathan.

Seeing this, Jonathan could only turn around helplessly and prepare to leave.

It's just that when he saw Wang Yong and Mi Ye standing motionless in the living room, he couldn't help but feel angry: "Hey, you two, what are you still standing here?

Mierra pulled Wang Yong's sleeve and motioned for Wang Yong to come to visit another day.

Who knew that Wang Yong didn't seem to notice Miye's hint, but grinned: "I heard it." But it doesn't seem like I'm the person Director Roland is driving away, it's you, right?"

Jonathan was so angry, he didn't expect Wang Yong to be so shameless. It's not that people didn't chase you, they didn't want to mention your name at all, okay? Do you really think that others will give you face?

When Roland heard the quarrel between the two, his brows furrowed, and he faintly brought out some anger: "If you two want to quarrel, please go out of my house and quarrel casually." In addition, this Mr. Huaxia, maybe the dead skin is the style of your Chinese culture, but I'm sorry, it won't work with me. I will never agree to a person's request just because they don't leave! If you don't leave, I'll call the police. ”

Jonathan snorted coldly: "Did you hear me, Huaxia Yanke! Get out of here! Hollywood is not a place for people like you to come!"

When Wang Yong heard this, a ray of light shot out of his eyes, and he said coldly: "What's wrong with people like us? We don't steal, rob, kill, or rob, and we don't stumble behind our backs! On the contrary, we are full of enthusiasm and are willing to help everyone who encounters difficulties, even if this person has spoken ill of us!"

"Helpful? Hahaha, this is probably the biggest joke I've ever heard in my life? What can you Chinese bring to the world besides waving checks and throwing money like an upstart? Not to mention that you pollute the environment!

As soon as Wang Yong's footsteps moved, the spit fell into the air and splashed on Roland's wooden floor.

When Roland saw this scene, he was completely angry: "Jonathan, don't think that if you are a member of the director's union, you can run rampant in my house! I, Roland, have come to this point, not by your director's union, but by myself! I count three times, you immediately wipe the floor for me and get out!"

Jonathan showed a hint of panic on his face, in fact, he was still a little afraid of Roland.

"Director Roland, I didn't mean to ......," Jonathan defended, bending over to wipe it.

Who knew that Wang Yong suddenly said: "Director Roland, you don't need to wipe it." Because I'll let him eat what he spit out later! The reason why I stayed was not because I was dead and dirty, as you said, but because I, as a Chinese person, was really helpful! For example, if your grandson is sick, I may be able to help something. ”

"You?" said Roland and Jonathan in disbelief at the same time.

In their opinion, the Chinese people in front of them may not have understood what ALS is. This disease is beyond the reach of the world's top medical scientists, and he even says he can help?

It's ridiculous!

Jonathan looked at Wang Yong mockingly, and said, "It's funny, I just said that I heard the biggest joke in my life, and then I heard a bigger one! If you can really do it, I will really dare to eat the spit back! But if you can't do it, sorry, I have to let you eat it......"

Roland also frowned and said, "There is no good medical treatment for ALS at all, what you said is too big." Alright, you guys get out of here, I'm a little tired. ”

Roland issued another eviction order.

Miye also pulled Wang Yong's clothes at this time, and kept glancing at Wang Yong. implied that Wang Yong was a bit too much, and he shouldn't joke about other people's children's diseases.

No one thinks that Wang Yong can do anything. Except for one person.

Roland's daughter.

Roland's daughter stared at Wang Yong with a pair of eyes, as if she remembered something. After a while, she suddenly exclaimed, "I remember you! You are the Chinese man who performed kung fu on the CNN show!"

Wang Yong couldn't help but turn dark.

Other people have known Wang Yong's identity for a long time, but this eldest sister didn't know it until now. It's just that everyone is drunk and I am sober.

Seeing this, Jonathan was afraid that Roland's daughter would have a good impression of Wang Yong, so he hurriedly fanned the flames and said: "Miss Pass, you may not know that this person is cunning, and the kung fu he performs is actually the effect of the show." ”

When Wang Yong heard this, the last trace of patience in his heart was finally exhausted.

Just wanted to make a move to let Jonathan experience whether it was the effect of the show, but he heard Roland's daughter say in a sarcastic tone: "Mr. Jonathan, the person who doesn't know may be you." I'm a three-time Gracie Jiu-Jitsu national champion, and I can tell at a glance whether a person is acting or real kung fu. This gentleman is showing real martial arts kung fu in the show!"

Jonathan's face turned pale and he couldn't speak.

And Wang Yong glanced at Paz in some surprise, but he didn't expect that Roland's daughter was still a practitioner.

But at the same time, a question came to Wang Yong's mind: "Miss Pass, I have a question that I don't know whether to ask or not." ”

Paz seemed to have guessed what Wang Yong wanted to ask, sighed, and said, "You want to ask why I don't teach Eric Jiu-Jitsu to exercise Eric's muscle flexibility! Eric still occasionally suffers from body cramps and coma, and my worst fear is that he will fall asleep. What would I have done then, I can't imagine ......"

As the name suggests, ALS patients will gradually lose their ability to move until they die, just like a person who is gradually freezing.

This kind of situation of watching a loved one die gradually and not being able to do anything about it is undoubtedly the most tragic of all.

"Can I take a look at him?" Wang Yong stepped forward and asked.

Paz immediately nodded, laid Eric flat on the bed, and said, "Please! I believe that there must be some miracles in the mysterious oriental culture that people can't imagine!

It was only at this moment that Jonathan and the others understood that it was no wonder that Paz helped Wang Yong speak, it turned out that there was this kind of thought!

A sneer tugged at the corner of Jonathan's mouth. If there were really miracles in the oriental culture, then Huaxia would have solved the world's terminal disease a long time ago!

However, the fact is that until now, there are still more than 200,000 ALS patients in China struggling to die!

Pas, who loves his son, is worshipping at the wrong temple gate!

"Rest assured. Wang Yong said to Pas, touching the unconscious Eric.

"Pretend!" Jonathan scolded secretly, waiting to see Wang Yong's good show.

Roland also looked at Wang Yong with suspicion, and he also felt that his daughter had found the wrong person.

Miye muttered a prayer with a nervous face, not praying that Wang Yong could cure Eric, but praying that Eric would not happen to have any accidents at this time, otherwise Wang Yong would not be able to wash himself by jumping into the Yellow River.

Only Wang Yong's face was calm, his palms slowly pinched from Eric's upper limbs to his lower limbs, thinking for a moment, and suddenly his hands flew like butterflies and quickly slapped up and down Erik's whole body.

For a moment, the only sound of snapping echoed in the room.

And whether it was Jonathan, Roland, or Miye, they were all stunned by Wang Yong's behavior at the moment.

What is this doing? Massage? Back thumping?

It's just nonsense!

Roland rushed forward angrily, just trying to stop Wang Yong, but then he heard a slight snort. Listening to the direction of the voice, it seems to be Eric's origin!