Wang Yi has a point of view: No matter how good the relationship between the two people is, what they do to make money must be paid.
We are friends, you can invite me to your house for dinner.
But if your friend owns a restaurant and you invite me to eat in your restaurant, then I have to pay.
Because this is how you make money and support your family, and I cannot cut off your way of supporting your family.
So when the Chinese couple asked for no money, Wang Yi directly signed their jerseys.
The couple were immediately grateful.
"Thank you Brother Yi, thank you Brother Yi."
Then the couple each received a signed jersey.
They want to keep these two items.
The rest will be auctioned online.
After bidding farewell to the couple, Wang Yi, Zuo Xiao, Sima Liang and the others got into a taxi again and drove towards the hospital.
More than ten minutes later, I arrived at the hospital and found the ward where the cleaner lived.
The cleaner had just finished treating the broken right arm and was wearing thick protective gear.
The wounds on his body have just been treated.
Although more than half an hour had passed, the constant pain in his right arm was still unbearable.
People who have never had a fracture can never imagine the pain of a fracture.
At this time, footsteps came from the door.
He didn't turn around, just endured the pain.
Staring straight at the ceiling.
A stadium staff member was accompanying him nearby.
"Brother, how do you feel?"
A voice came.
When the black cleaner heard this voice, he was stunned and quickly turned his head.
Standing at the door was none other than the owner of the voice, Wang Yi.
He couldn't believe it and quickly wanted to sit up: "Wang, why are you here..."
Wang Yi came over and held his shoulders: "Lie down, lie down and rest."
The cleaner was pushed down and asked: "Wang, I didn't expect it to be you...are you here to treat altitude sickness?"
The stadium staff nearby also thought Wang Yi was here to treat altitude sickness.
Pointing to the upper floor kindly: "Dr. Smith in the inpatient department on the third floor is an expert in this field."
Wang Yi shook his head and asked Zuo Xiao to take out the jersey.
"The autograph you want."
When the cleaner heard this, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"I...I thought I didn't go back. You would have left long ago before I could wait...you actually delivered it to me in person!? Oh my God, is this true? Oh God, I can't believe it!"
The staff nearby also looked at the jersey in Wang Yi's hand in surprise.
This Chinese player was clearly not feeling well, but he actually delayed the team's chartered flight for a stadium cleaner.
Then we took a taxi for twenty minutes and rushed to the hospital.
Just to give a fan a signed jersey?
Is there such a heart-warming star?
Didn't he threaten the fans before and show them a decapitation gesture?
I thought he was a very violent player, but I didn't expect him to be so heartwarming.
How many players in the entire NBA can do this?
I'm afraid no other player can do this.
Wang Yi jokingly explained: "I have too few fans, so I have to cherish every one of them."
Then he handed the jersey to the cleaner: "Take good care of your injuries and take care of yourself."
Then he didn’t stay any longer: “Then I’m leaving, I have to catch a plane. Goodbye.”
The black cleaner was so excited that he choked up: "Wang... thank you... thank you..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help crying.
He lived in a ghetto when he was a child.
I have been bullied and ridiculed since I was a child.
After his parents died one after another, he grew up in an orphanage.
No one will really care about him.
Now that I work in an arena, I only interact with my colleagues at work.
He hardly has any friends.
He learned Chinese because he had no friends or social contacts, so he had a lot of free time, so he learned a foreign language.
I plan to become a Chinese teacher if I have the opportunity in the future to support my family.
But today, he felt the care from an NBA player he had never met.
For his own sake, he delayed the team's charter flight;
He wasn't feeling well either, but he took a taxi for twenty minutes and had a signed jersey delivered to him.
This made him feel that there were still people in the world who cared about him.
Before this, he felt that his entire life was gray.
But from this moment on, his life began to take on color.
That color is yellow.
Yellow-skinned Chinese players.
Excited, he quickly got out of bed.
He chased him to the door of the room, facing the retreating figure in the corridor, and shouted in non-standard Chinese:
"Wang Yi, you are my superstar——"
Wang Yi paused slightly in his steps.
After a moment, he did not look back, but stretched out his right hand and waved heavily.
Keep walking forward.
At the door of the ward, the staff member pressed the black cleaner's shoulder:
"You have really good taste. From today on, I am also his fan."
When Wang Yi and the others just walked out of the hospital gate, a taxi stopped right next to them.
A woman got out of the car.
Her shoulder-length brown hair and well-tailored business attire vividly show off her perfectly proportioned figure.
"Wang Yi! Thank God, you can still leave. That's great!"
Wang Yi was a little surprised: "Nicole? Are you in Denver too?"
Nicole nodded: "I saw that you had severe altitude sickness in Los Angeles, so I flew here."
Wang Yi: “…”
Zuo Xiao and Sima Liang next to them were also surprised.
A girl, because she saw Wang Yi on TV and had severe altitude sickness, flew thousands of kilometers overnight and took a taxi to catch up here.
Looking at it like this, I don’t even have time to change into my professional attire.
Even they were moved.
Nicole didn't wait for Wang Yi to speak, and said: "Wang, I have contacted the experts at this hospital. Did you just see the experts?"
Wang Yi couldn't help but feel warm in his heart: "Nicole, you don't have to be like this at all."
Nicole looked confident: "I like this, you have nothing to do with it."
Wang Yi: “…”
She was quite right.
Nicole said as she asked Wang Yi to go to the hospital again.
But Wang Yi waved his hand: "Nicole, I'm much better. I don't need to go to the hospital. I have to book a flight to fly to Sacramento immediately. There will be a game at noon the day after tomorrow."
Nicole's eyes lit up and she said, "That's fine, let's go to the airport. I've already asked someone to leave a ticket."
Wang Yi smiled bitterly: "So thoughtful?"
Zuo Xiao and Sima Liang, who were standing next to them, could only smile bitterly: "Brother Yi, you go first. We will book flights and rush over."
Nicole said enthusiastically: "No, no, no, I asked my friend to reserve four tickets. Knowing that you are specifically following and reporting on Wang Yi, of course I will reserve seats for you."
Zuo Xiao and Sima Liang glanced at each other.
Sima Liang said: "Thank you so much, you are so thoughtful. We will give you the air ticket money later."
Nicole said calmly: "No need. You are Wang's friends, and that is my friend. If you have any questions in the future, just talk to me. If I can help, I will never refuse."
Zuo Xiao and Sima Liang looked at each other again, and finally looked at Wang Yi.
Sima Liang smiled and said: "Brother Yi, you are really lucky."
Wang Yi smiled bitterly again: "Nicole, you don't have to be like this, really."
Nicole still looked confident: "You are you, I am me, you have no control over what I want to do."
Wang Yi: “…”
Chapter completed!