Global Film Emperor

Chapter 545 Technology
"Just extend your right hand."

After taking off her coat, Wang Zixuan helped unbutton the shirt cuffs and stack them up her arms, layer by layer, until they reached above her elbows. Then she ran her fingers around Lu Ze's arm inside the shirt to make sure there was enough space so it wouldn't hurt his hands. Standing behind Lu Ze, she put her hands on his shoulders and asked in a slightly joking tone.

"Are you afraid of needles, Brother Lu? Should I cover your eyes?"

"He probably fainted. Luckily he's in the hospital, so he can be taken directly to the emergency room."

The nurse was also of Chinese descent and had chatted with Lu Ze for a few moments earlier. She was probably a first-generation emigrant, as her accent and hearing were fine. She kept working and quietly took over the conversation, saying, "No need to take her away, I can do it. I've never taken advantage of a big star before. I'll have to do a few more CPRs. Come on, don't clench your fists, relax."

A pale finger rested lightly on Lu Ze's arm. The nurse was a little cold, not much warmer than an alcohol swab on the skin. Looking at the large needle in her hand, which was much thicker than an IV needle, and the eight blood collection tubes on the table, Lu Ze still couldn't control his facial expression. He raised his eyebrows and pretended to look around nonchalantly.

Feeling the slight pain of his skin being pierced, he turned his head and looked down at the reddish-black blood flowing rapidly into the tubing. After all eight blood collection tubes were used, he stood up, clutching his arm. Wang Zixuan draped her coat over him, said goodbye to the nurse, and walked to the next step. Lu Ze turned his head to look at the medical examination form in Wang Zixuan's hand.

"Any more?"

"That's all. We can eat now. Would you like some water, Brother Lu?"

Lu Ze has been back in the UK from Italy for three days. After resting for two days, today is his medical check-up day.

This is a high-end private hospital that specializes in providing health services to public figures and the wealthy. Physical examinations are just a minor part of the services offered. In fact, this hospital is most famous in the industry for its private cosmetic surgery procedures.

For privacy reasons, celebrities certainly cannot have facial plastic surgery or augmentation done at well-known plastic surgery hospitals. As a result, similar hospitals have emerged. Due to their good confidentiality and the high skill level of the doctors, celebrities do not have much psychological burden, and these hospitals have become the first choice for most entertainment companies to adjust the appearance of their artists.

As the company interacted more with the hospital, a closer cooperative relationship naturally developed. For example, the hospital organized group cosmetic surgery for the company's artists. This hospital had certain business dealings with Universal Brothers Studios.

Of course, Lu Ze's purpose in coming here was definitely not to have surgery, but the project he was going to do was indeed not convenient for the public to know.

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“Mr. Lu, my advice is that you need to take the medication in small amounts, frequently, and for a long period of time. If you experience any discomfort, stop taking the medication immediately and come back for a follow-up examination.”

In just over half an hour, the test results came out. The attending physician repeatedly checked Lu Ze's medical report, and after confirming that it was correct, he typed on the computer while reminding Lu Ze of precautions to avoid any health problems.

"After I stop doing these things, will it have any impact on my life if I go back to my previous lifestyle? Will there be any aftereffects?"

"For this type of medication, especially if you don't have any illness, some side effects are inevitable. You might occasionally experience heart discomfort or decreased sleep quality. However, if you take it strictly, it won't affect your lifespan. Plus, you plan to take it for a relatively short period of time, so there shouldn't be any problems."

Hearing the doctor's words, Lu Ze felt a little relieved. Holding the boxes of prescription drugs in his hand, the troubled look on his face gradually disappeared. After indicating that he understood, he handed them to Wang Zixuan to put away, and then got up to say goodbye.

This wasn't a hallucinogenic prescription drug, and Lu Ze didn't have a brainless hobby like drinking strong liquor, but touching this stuff had indeed troubled him for several days. Drug abuse was common in Europe and America, affecting everyone from ordinary people to high-ranking officials. There were all sorts of drugs—hallucinogens, aphrodisiacs, even those that made people superhuman. The boxes Lu Ze had prescribed were, frankly speaking, human-grade clenbuterol.

Of course, it's not specifically designed for weight loss; its normal function is to treat hormone deficiency-related conditions. However, these people in Europe and America have somehow managed to achieve weight loss results from it. The drug is so potent that they only need to take half a pill to lose weight while eating normally and lying in bed.

This stuff is much more potent than legally sold weight-loss drugs on the market, and the cost is naturally much higher. The types of drugs Lu Ze took caused significant damage to his heart and liver. Unless absolutely necessary, Lu Ze would never touch such things.

He hasn't lost weight for a long time, and his weight has remained around 140 pounds, which is basically the lowest weight that someone of his height and bone density can lose. If he wants to lose any more weight, he can only do so through medication.

Thanks to the history of drug abuse among European and American people, doctors in Europe and America have gained considerable clinical experience in alternative ways of using drugs. They are now well aware of which drugs to use and how to use them to minimize harm to the human body.

If you were to ask a doctor in China to give you these medications for weight loss, they would probably recommend you see a neurologist first. But here, it's a topic that doctors can discuss with their patients. And the doctors who are most skilled at using these medications are mostly employed in these kinds of private hospitals.

Lu Ze had heard of European and American athletes taking hormone drugs before, but he only recently learned that actors also take drugs to maintain their image. The most affected area is the circle of male artists with a muscular and tough-guy persona, most of whom take or inject steroids under the care of doctors.

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"Brother, are you really going to eat this?"

On the way home, Wang Zixuan's struggle was written all over her face. She kept her hand clutching her small bag, tightly gripping the medicine box inside. When she got home, she couldn't help but put the medicine box on the coffee table, poured a glass of water and handed it to Lu Ze, asking him with a consoling tone.

"My weight is quite different from the character's current setting. Let's wait a few more days. Anyway, filming won't start so soon. I'll try to lose some more weight on my own. In the end, I'll just have to make up for the difference with my current weight."

After changing into his loungewear, Lu Ze sat back on the sofa, put his feet up on the coffee table, looked at the medicine at his feet, and answered helplessly.

"Why doesn't Mickey eat it himself? Look at how chubby he is. Let him have some first to see if it works."

"Alright, stop complaining. This isn't his fault. We still need to find a solution. How's the show going?"

"The word-of-mouth isn't too bad. The main point of attack from the audience is the selection mechanism. The production team has taken the blame for this. The audience still approves of the trainees, after all, they saw something different from usual."

Lu Ze wasn't surprised. After asking his question, he stopped talking and closed his eyes to rest. Wang Zixuan saw that he was a little tired, so she didn't disturb him. She put on her shoes, quietly pushed open the door, and went into the sunroom to pick a couple of vegetables to make a main meal for Lu Ze at noon. The room became quiet. Soon, Lu Ze opened his eyes, lit a cigarette, and lay back down, talking to himself.

"Oh no, I've become Arnold Schwarzenegger."

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(End of this chapter)