Chapter 191: Discharge from Hospital

Paul Mellon and Rachel Lambert's private jet was a Gulfstream private small aircraft.

Inside, there were only six seats, which could be freely adjusted in direction; ergonomic sofa chairs, each with its own dedicated small tea table. The arrangement did not deliberately pursue luxury, but focused on comfort.

However, to transport the patient Lady He Ben, the interior of the aircraft had undergone modification work. Primarily, two sets of tables and chairs were removed, replaced with a hospital bed, and space was set aside for placing nursing instruments.

This was not like a normal room where one simply clears out space. Aircraft take off and land. For safety during takeoff and landing, and for potential turbulence encountered in the air, everything had to be secured.

But for Gulfstream's technical staff, this was no major problem. As a manufacturer of private high-end custom aircraft, what kind of clients had they not encountered?

Once a request was made, they immediately produced a corresponding plan. Henry then contacted the team at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center; with coordination between both sides, a modification plan meeting Lady He Ben's needs could be derived.

Since it was only a temporary modification with no changes to the overall layout, and given the Mellons' urgent request, the modification progress was quite fast, completed in two weeks.

In fact, if materials and a modification plan were available, Henry alone could have handled it in less than a day.

But this was like the warranty conditions of most manufacturers: if one wanted peace of mind and complete service and protection in the future, one could only entrust the work to the original company.

If someone made unauthorized changes, many services and protections would be cancelled. Even in the event of a malfunction or accident, the insurance company might refuse to pay out for violating the company's warranty terms.

Since Lady He Ben still needed to stay temporarily at the Medical Center to track her postoperative recovery, as long as she returned to Switzerland before Christmas, there was no need to force the aircraft modification to rush.

During this time, besides Robert Wolders staying by the lady's side to care for her meticulously, the younger son Luca returned to Europe to continue his studies, and the elder son Xiao En returned to work.

The busiest was probably Givenchy, running between his own work and Lady He Ben's affairs.

Fortunately, with Henry's help, most of the liaison and document delivery work was handled by this little assistant. Only when Givenchy himself absolutely had to appear would he fly to the United States to handle matters.

Henry, needless to say, was just the errand runner.

But do not underestimate such work. Just like Creative Artists Agency (CAA), one of the largest talent agencies in Hollywood, many future top agents started from the company's lowest-level mailroom.

Because being in such a place allows one to know what matters and where to run in the shortest time. Whether one can follow the clues to build their own network depends on individual ability.

Similarly, although Henry was just running errands, what kind of people was he in contact with? Even the hidden wealthy Mellon family was met face-to-face; would Givenchy's errand runner target ordinary people?

However, not every errand run allowed one to meet the top-tier people; these people would not casually establish friendships with a faded star's assistant.

But these people had subordinates too. Those assistants and clerks were the people Henry could easily deal with.

Although one might not establish a good friendship in just one or two short meetings, at least it let Henry know where to go when encountering certain matters.

This was not an era where the internet was prevalent, where most problems could be solved by asking a search engine. This was an era where ordinary people burning incense to pray might not even know where to insert the incense sticks.

Although it was unknown whether these connections would be useful in the future, since matters concerning Lady He Ben still had to be handled, these documents were kept on hand. Perhaps they would come in handy one day.

After all this rushing back and forth, it was finally time to leave Los Angeles.

In fact, the extra three weeks spent at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center; for an ordinary young person, surgery of that degree might have already allowed them to be up and about.

But Lady He Ben was an elderly woman, and having suffered war persecution in her youth, her body retained hidden ailments, so her postoperative recovery was not ideal.

Even so, the doctors at the Medical Center did not require the lady to stay for follow-up care. Based on their experience, for people of a certain age, maintaining a cheerful mood was more important than meticulous medical services.

Simply put, coaxing an elder is like coaxing a child; whatever the other party wants to do, try to accommodate them. Since she wanted to return to her home in Switzerland, then let her go. If she stayed at the Medical Center, with a face full of sorrow all day, even without illness, she would worry herself to death.

So on the scheduled date, everyone prepared to depart.

Henry rented a van suitable for medical nursing purposes because Lady He Ben was already able to move briefly and did not need to lie on a hospital bed or sit in a wheelchair constantly.

And the specially modified van could also guarantee the lady a quite comfortable riding space.

Speaking of which, this was Los Angeles, a big city embracing Hollywood, where the density of reporters was no less than the capital Washington DC and the Big Apple—New York. The omnipotent uncrowned kings did not know where they learned of Lady He Ben's discharge from the hospital.

Fortunately, Cedars-Sinai Medical Center was a top-tier medical unit, protecting the privacy of VIP clients extremely well. Reporters did not dare to cause trouble at a Medical Center of this level; otherwise, it would be a one-stop service of security, bandaging, and hospitalization, and they could not even sue successfully.

Because this was not some small hospital or an unscrupulous doctor without background. People in the core circles of power would not offend such truly life-saving units to the point of death. Who knew when they themselves might need them?

So the reporters were well blocked outside the hospital grounds.

Moreover, Henry cunningly reached out to the Screen Actors Guild, which he had not contacted for nearly two years, and through Mariann, hired a few minor actors to rent an identical vehicle.

A set of "golden cicada shedding its shell" tactics drew the reporters' attention to that uninformed vehicle, which was simply acting according to plan, causing the reporters to swarm and follow it away.

The reason for such trouble was mainly considering the patient on board; Henry did not want to play high-speed chases with a group of crazy reporters on the streets.

And those few minor actors were also perceptive enough not to ask unnecessary questions. Anyway, after leading the reporters away, they could do as they pleased. Even if they finished early, it was free pay for a day's work, nothing bad about that.

The vehicle carrying the lady smoothly drove to Santa Monica Airport, the closest to the Medical Center. The Gulfstream jet aircraft borrowed from the Mellon family and completed with modifications was here, ready for takeoff.

(End of this chapter)