Finally, the sound that roared out almost with all his strength made Natl forget about his struggle. He suddenly realizes why the actor closest to him didn't help, and the director let it go, even having people come to stop him, even Herman on their side.

Because Theolod, because he is still insisting on the performance he loves, he is so disregardful of a qiē, so forgetful of himself, if they come forward to disturb like this, it is a great disrespect to an actor who loves acting with his own qiē. If he just stepped forward to stop him, stop Theo...... No, John, that's what disturbed his dreams.

Although Natel was aware of this, he still felt that he was in a bad mood, so without saying a word, he grabbed Herman's arm violently, spun his feet, and came into an over-the-shoulder fall.

It would be nice if it could fall to the ground instead of this soft mat.

Natel glanced coldly at Herman, and then at the unlucky worm who was inexplicably beaten by him as a punching bag, and the other party was so frightened by his glare that he shrank and hid to the side, for fear that he would give him another punch.

Natel, on the other hand, followed the direction in which he was dodging, saw the blood stains on the mat, and his face changed again, and he immediately retreated to the side with his chest in his hands.

It wasn't until Alex shouted the cut that Theorod realized how badly his right arm had hurt. He must have had a wound when he climbed up, and he could still feel the pain and move his fingers slightly, but now, it seemed that all that was left was numbness and detachment.

"Kid, how are you feeling?" O'Brien immediately stepped forward to take a look at Theorod's injury, and it was clear from his right hand, which was red with his own blood, that the situation was not at all rosy.

"It's okay, maybe it was so painful that the pain nerves are paralyzed now. Theolod wanted to take off his coat to look at his injuries, but perhaps to prove his sense of retention, when the piece of cloth that was stuck to his arm was torn, the pain nerves were activated again, and he successfully made Theorod's facial muscles twitch a little, so he gave up this move and looked at O'Brien again, "Thank you, Richard, thank you for cooperating with me just now." ”

"It's just what I have to do. It's me...... Maybe I can't even hold on like you. O'Brien laughed, and Mr. Hand, who had been eerie before, looked extremely approachable now. He used a rope that was used as a prop on the side to tie Theorod's upper arm and roughly stop the bleeding.

When the platform was lowered, the director and a bunch of other staff immediately surrounded it. Without saying a word, Alex asked Theolod to sit on the mat, asked him if he was feeling dizzy or unwell at the moment, and told him not to worry too much about the fact that the ambulance would arrive in about three minutes.

Of course, Alex also warned Theolod very strictly, showing his identity as a director, producer, and screenwriter, and strictly forbidding Theorod to do this kind of desperate behavior again. The fat man's appearance was also weird and terrifying, and Theolod had to keep nodding his head to indicate that he would never make such a mistake next time.

Although Theolod's attitude is extremely sincere, Alex said that he doesn't believe that he will really be so well-behaved in the future, maybe the next time he commits such a thing, the director will not be him but someone else.

Just as Theorod was dealing with the director with his unparalleled acting skills, a hot thing pressed against his slightly pale cheek, and he turned his eyes to see that it was Natel, who handed a cup of hot tea to his arms with great displeasure, and then directly picked up the person standing on Theorod's right hand and sat down against him.

Compared to the rudeness of the staff member, Natel was gentle and careful in his right arm, as if he was holding a fragile glass, for fear that if he exerted force, the glass would shatter to the ground.

"Natel?" Theolod looked at him strangely with a teacup in one hand. Hearing Theorod's call, Natel raised his eyes and looked into Theorod's eyes softly and even with a little soothing. Somehow under Natle's gray-blue eyes, Theolod suddenly forgot what he had to say.

"It's fine. He said softly suddenly.

"What?" Before Theorod could react to what he was talking about, the next second he felt a tingling pain in his arm - Natel suddenly increased the strength of his hand, repeatedly pinching Theorod's forearm, to be precise, the bone of his forearm - although this force was not too much in normal times, but the pain still made him break out in a cold sweat, and he gasped reflexively.

Seeing Theolod is reaction, Natel also frowned: "You have a broken bone, and it doesn't look as simple as misalignment." As he spoke, he stood up and walked out of the set without looking back.

Theolod crossed his arms and looked at Natel's distant back inexplicably, and suddenly realized something, and looked at Herman reflexively. He had forgotten about the psychiatrist as he had been in the last world, and he was sure that this guy would be sure that the performance had kept his condition from relieving him, and that he had developed a tendency to self-destruct, and that he might throw a doctor's order in front of him and let him rest for a while.

Although Theolod would certainly not listen to Herman - he had not listened to the doctor in his previous life, and if he was really worried that Herman would stop him, he would not have agreed to let him watch his film - but that did not mean that he would enjoy a doctor who analyzed his condition to him very harshly.

Sure enough, seeing Theolod looking over, Herman said to Alex, "Mr. Director, would you mind giving me a little time?"

Theolod claimed that Herman was also his assistant, which qualified him to be on set. Alex looked at the man, who was more like a bodyguard than an assistant, then at Theorod, who nodded at him, and waved his big hand, beckoning the others to clear the venue so that the first responders could drive the ambulance in.

Herman saw that everyone around him had left, so he squatted down in front of him, his hands covered the side of Theorod's hands, and in his voice, he tried not to make his tone harder, with a hint of admonition: "Listen, Theo, you can't act anymore, don't you realize what your behavior just now represents? You can do anything for the sake of acting, in other words, acting makes you have self-destructive tendencies, and anyone knows what a depressed person with self-destructive tendencies will eventually become." Yes, you played it very well, in this scene, you are a ruler, at first I thought it was rehabilitation/drug addiction that made you suffer from depression, but now it seems ......"

Herman patiently persuaded him, he knew that under normal circumstances, he should not speak this kind of tone to depressed patients, especially when they are tormented by pain, because their emotions will become extremely unstable, but Herman said and spoke, but found that Theolod in front of him actually lowered his head and laughed, and his smiling action made his shoulders continue to shake, and accidentally pulled the wound, which directly made him grin his teeth.

"I'm sorry, Herman, I know you're well-intentioned, I shouldn't have laughed, but ......" What the guy said was almost the same as the doctor said.

"I'm not kidding, Mr. Lechte. Seeing Theolod's expression of pain, he didn't know whether it was pain or laughter, Herman couldn't help but have a headache, and his tone immediately returned to his due coldness.

"No, don't get me wrong, I'm not laughing at you. Theolod said, rubbing his face with his left hand that was tormented by pain and laughter, calming his mind, and then looking at him calmly, "I'm laughing at myself, Herman, don't you think I'm ridiculous?"

Obviously he has experienced a lifetime, he knows the cause of the disease for a long time, and he has been warned and reminded by a first-class psychiatrist more than once, but he is still obsessed, even if he lives again, he still walks on the old road of self-destruction without hesitation, and is warned by a doctor with words that are not much different from those in his previous life.

"Actually, I already knew, and I just didn't want to give up, no, I didn't want to, but I couldn't, I couldn't. Isn't it ridiculous, you say, knowing that the end of this road is doomed, and I still rush forward with my head buried like a fool?"

"But don't forget, Herman Locke, in the first place, who dragged me up from the sea, and sat down in front of me, and told me that if I wanted to hold on to my dream, I could not be so naïve and willful as a picky eater, picking out the green peppers I didn't like in a sumptuous meal, and who told me that the road was destined to be full of thorns. ”

"This is my dream, my thorns, not yours. You can choose to help me overcome it, or you can choose to stand by and let me overcome it, but you can't let me choose to retreat or escape from the thorny road ahead of me because the thorny road ahead is too dangerous. ”

The corners of Theolod's mouth were clearly warm and quiet smiles, but his eyes, hot and dazzling, like the brightest stars in the night sky, and like moths that rushed into the fire regardless of a qiē, made Herman look at it, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and forgot to speak.

Theolod, on the other hand, stood up, brushed Herman's body, and took the initiative to meet the rescuers who ran towards him.

Herman got up and looked at the man who was calmly recounting his situation to the doctor not far away, his cold gray eyes were obscure, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

If depression is Theolod's thorn, then why is he not his thorn?

Herman sighed and walked to the ambulance, just about to take Theolod to the hospital, but he didn't want to be stopped by a doctor on the way.

"Sorry sir, the patient can only be accompanied by one family member, you can choose to drive behind us. The doctor said, getting into the back car.

Before the car door closed, Herman saw Theorod sitting in the hospital bed, and Natel sitting next to him. I don't know if he was dazzled, but he seemed to see Natle glancing at him defiantly.

This kid turned around and left before, so he didn't leave in a negative mood, but was ready to stand outside and wait for the ambulance first. Realizing this, Herman shook his head helplessly and walked towards the parking lot.