Chapter 63: The Young Old Chinese Medicine Doctor

Xiao Ying sat up from the swing chair at once, and secretly thought in his heart, as long as he had a dream repeatedly, he would prompt the dream to come true. It's like the last time he repeatedly dreamed of fighting with the young man with leukemia in his dreams, the next day the two had a fight. Xiao Ying followed the hints in the dream and easily defeated the strong young man.

This time, I dreamed that the singer Long Qingquan was singing and suddenly his voice was hoarse, did he prompt himself to use the acupuncture shown in the dream to treat him?

If Long Qingquan suddenly sang dumbly, the audience would definitely be in an uproar, and it would definitely be explosive news. As his super fan, Zhuo Ran will definitely be sad, and Luo Shuxiang only suddenly became interested when she saw the Feilong concert, and she bothered to arrange these purposes so that she could cheer up from this concert and find hope in life, so as to resolve the shadow of suicide.

In that case, let's see if we can help this famous singer.

But how to treat this singer, bluntly said that the other party would not believe it at all, and he had to find a way. He swept around aimlessly and landed on an ambulance parked in an alley not far away.

This is prepared by the performance unit in contact with the hospital, and there are medical staff in case someone faints from being too excited or injured in a riot.

He rolled his eyes and immediately thought of a solution.

He walked quickly to the cordon and found Captain Zheng. took 50 yuan to Captain Zheng and asked her to help buy a box of silver needles and a white coat from a nearby pharmaceutical company.

Captain Zheng didn't know what he was going to buy these things for, but he was a master, and he was very mysterious in doing things, so he quickly agreed, saying that he would just pay for it, it wouldn't be too expensive, and he didn't want Xiao Ying's money to live or die, so he ran away.

There is a medical store near here, and Captain Zheng quickly bought the things that Xiao Ying needed and came back, carrying them in a small bag. After Xiao Ying thanked him, he took his things into the small building, came to the bathroom, put on the white coat, and then put the acupuncture in his pocket.

He came to the corner not far from the dressing room of singer Long Qingquan, leaned on it and waited quietly with his hands on his shoulders.

After a while, he heard a great commotion inside, and someone kept saying, "Call the doctor, Brother Feilong's voice is hoarse!" The dance team is the first to come to the rescue, hurry up! โ€

Xiao Ying took a look and saw a few people supporting a tall and handsome young man wearing colorful performance clothes, staggering into the dressing room, although it was far away, Xiao Ying still recognized that it was the famous singer Long Qingquan.

Xiao Ying straightened his white coat, combed his hair, coughed, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out of the corner slowly, swaying forward as if nothing had happened.

Two of Long Qingquan's assistants ran in front of him, and they were about to call a doctor, when they saw Xiao Ying, who was wearing a white coat, who walked slowly with his hands in his hands, he ran over and said, "You are the doctor in charge of the concert ambulance, right?" โ€

Xiao Ying nodded, looking at the two people suspiciously.

"Great, come and take a look, our Feilong brother, he ......, and his voice suddenly became hoarse when he was singing, hurry up and think of a way to cure it." Otherwise......"

"Take me to see it."

The two assistants hurriedly took Xiao Ying to the dressing room.

The air conditioner was on in the lounge, which was very cool, a huge mirror was full of all kinds of cosmetics in front of it, and on a luxurious leather sofa next to the wall, the singer Long Qingquan sat crookedly, dejected, and kept clearing his throat. There seemed to be tears in his eyes. Next to him, his agent Zhang Jinxiang was very anxious, holding a big brother and preparing to dial.

Seeing the doctor come in, Zhang Jinxiang was overjoyed, quickly put the eldest brother on the table, and said to Xiao Ying: "Doctor, you are here, take a look, Brother Feilong's voice is suddenly hoarse, you hurry up and think of a way, the concert has only been held for a while, and there is still most of the half." If this is a hoarse voice, what will happen next? With so many fans and viewers, must you not be crazy? Hurry up and think of a way. Please! โ€

Xiao Ying waved his hand to signal him not to speak, and walked to Long Qingquan's side, Long Qingquan looked up at Xiao Ying with difficulty.

Long Qingquan wore heavy performance makeup, and his hair and clothes were sprayed with silver glittering phosphor. It's exactly the same as on the poster, the difference is that the poster is full of energy, but at the moment it is a face of heartbreak and despair.

Xiao Ying said that you lie on the sofa, relax your whole body, I will give you acupuncture, two needles will work, don't be nervous.

Upon hearing this, the agent Zhang Jinxiang and his assistants were surprised and delighted.

Long Qingquan said thank you in a hoarse voice that was almost inaudible, and then lay on his back on the couch.

Zhang Jinxiang hurriedly brought a chair and put it on the side of the sofa for Xiao Ying to sit on, and an assistant made him a cup of tea and put it on the dressing table.

Xiao Ying took out the silver needle from his pocket, opened the package, and took out one, which decisively and quickly pierced into the Renying acupoint on Long Qingquan's neck, and then took out another silver needle, which quickly pierced into his Tiantu acupoint. Began to twist, **, and bounce in a weird way.

Xiao Ying actually doesn't know acupuncture, and he only learns Chinese medicine, if he didn't have that dream, he wouldn't dare to give acupuncture at all.

That dream recurred in his mind, a deep-rooted reflex memory that had been formed in his mind, so his acupuncture techniques were extremely skillful and spicy, and the old Chinese medicine practitioner who had practiced medicine for decades was nothing more than that.

Xiao Ying didn't have to think about what to do at all, he only needed to follow the conditioned reflex fingers to move independently, and he was as skilled as a pianist playing on stage.

Long Qingquan didn't expect this young doctor in a white coat to be able to treat himself with acupuncture. Because his grandmother believes in traditional Chinese medicine and often goes to Chinese medicine to see doctors, he has seen a lot of Chinese medicine acupuncture cupping or something since he was a child, among which there are many Chinese medicine acupuncture masters, who know what is the authentic old and spicy Chinese medicine acupuncture.

And now, when he saw that Xiao Ying's acupuncture techniques were extremely skillful, as if he had decades of cultivation, he turned out to be a master in this way, and he was suddenly full of confidence, knowing that he was saved.

He looked at the young doctor in front of him suspiciously, thinking that this doctor was so young and had such exquisite and clever acupuncture skills, which was really unseemly. It is said that Chinese medicine is good for old Chinese medicine, but this young Chinese medicine doctor in front of me is much stronger than many old Chinese medicine doctors!

After only a few minutes, Xiao Ying gently pulled out the two needles according to the time shown in the dream, and said, "Try it." Can you speak? โ€

Long Qingquan coughed twice, felt it, his voice was crisp and pleasant, there was no obstacle, he had completely recovered to a perfect state, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said, "It should be no problem, you listen." โ€

His agents and assistants were ecstatic and nodded vigorously. Zhang Jinxiang said again: "Brother Feilong, can you sing two sentences and see if it's okay?" โ€

Long Qingquan nodded, cleared his throat, and sang two lines from his famous song "Say Sorry" in a penetrating voice: "You are crying in my arms, and I can only choose to stay away." โ€

"Great!" The people in the room applauded and applauded loudly. His voice was fully restored.

Long Qingquan's expression was not so excited, more sad, he just said softly to Xiao Ying: "Thank you, doctor." โ€

Xiao Ying said: "Your functional loss of voice is due to the sudden loss of pronunciation function caused by sudden intense stimulation, and it is caused by mental factors, I don't know what happened when you sang just now, so that your feelings were affected by such a big fluctuation." After a while, you must not repeat the mistakes of the past, and you must avoid the factors that made you previously stimulated, otherwise your voice will still suddenly be hoarse. โ€

The agent Zhang Jinxiang became nervous for a moment, and said to Long Qingquan: "I said Brother Feilong, what made you so stimulated?" You have to hold on, according to what the doctor said, no matter what it is, let's finish singing and then talk back, okay? If you want to perform badly, it will have a huge impact on your reputation, and then with this stain, commercial performances in the future will be troublesome. "Mobile phone users, please visit wรจnhttp://mnet

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