C192 I Did It on Purpose
C192 I Did It on Purpose
The doctor said that there was no other way. This had nothing to do with external forces. It was caused by Mr. Zhang's mental state being sealed. He could not bear the pain of his family members dying. Therefore, his brain had created a mental world out of self-protection.
In that spiritual world, Mr. Zhang was the Watermelon Immortal. He would not feel pain, but only be happy.
In the doctor's words, "From our point of view, he is very pitiful, but from his point of view, this is also a kind of happiness. At least, he no longer needs to bear the grief of his family's passing... "
Before leaving the hospital, Zhao Quan paid enough medical expenses to ensure Old Zhang's health and health.
As for the mental world, although he wanted to send Mr. Zhang overseas, which was more advanced in mental medicine, in the end, he did not do that.
He felt that the doctor was right.
Give up forcefully treating him. This was also another level of kindness toward Mr. Zhang.
After driving out of the hospital, Zhao Quan and Ren Xiaojuann went to the house that Old Zhang had mentioned.
After finding the key at the place Old Zhang had mentioned, Zhao Quan opened the door and took the dusty parcel that had fallen on the floor.
Fortunately, it was plastic packaging. There wouldn't be any damp inside, and the place wasn't that humid.
After locking the door, Zhao Quan and Ren Xiaojuann returned to the car.
After spending more than half an hour, the two of them finished reading the book.
The script did not have a mental illness story, but it wrote a low-spirited one.
The reason was unknown, but he believed that Boss Zhang had his reasons. It was just that it was impossible for him to ask now.
The script was really well written. People liked it when they saw it, but Zhao Quan and Ren Xiaojuann were not very interested.
Zhao Quan said, "I think I still want to film Mr. Zhang. I can't let myself get used to westerners. I have to let them get used to us, get used to our family culture, and get used to our family culture. This matter of Old Zhang has given me a lot of thoughts. "
Ren Xiaojuann also nodded solemnly, "I think so too, so it's better to leave this book for later filming. I think Mr. Zhang should stay in this world forever."
The two's idea hit it off, and they quickly finalized the book.
But right now, the most important thing was to find a famous screenwriter who knew how to speak on purpose.
In terms of overall view, women might not be as good as men. However, in terms of writing human nature and emotions, both of them were more inclined towards female screenwriters, but it was definitely not the kind of thing that said, 'If you don't love me, I'll jump into the sea'. That kind of screenwriter, just pull him to fill in the sea.
"Don't worry, I have a scriptwriter friend. Although she can't be considered a first-string screenwriter, she has always insisted on writing stories that can move others. Furthermore, every character in the story has flesh and soul."
"I once advised her to write a commercial script, but she didn't want to do that at all. I now think that it's fortunate that she rejected it at that time. "Otherwise, I really wouldn't know who to look for today."
After Ren Xiaojuann finished speaking, she took out her phone and made a call, deciding on the meeting time for the night.
After hanging up the phone, Ren Xiaojuann said to Zhao Quan, "We are already eating dinner outside. Let's find a place to eat something. After we finish eating, I will go see her. Go wherever you like. She has never seen a man when it comes to writing."
There was also this strange habit. No wonder people with strong strengths had strange habits.