Chapter Eighty-Seven: Hospitalization and Beatings

The most haode ENT hospital in Seoul. Moon opened his mouth for the doctor to look at his throat, and closed his mouth at the doctor's motion. At this time, he could speak, but his throat was so dry and hot that he didn't want to speak. And Lee so Young also deprived him of the right to speak at this time.

"How's that going doctor? How are his vocal cords doing? Lee so-young asked anxiously, sitting on the side with a frighteningly furrowed brow.

The doctor groaned for a while, raised his head and spoke: "The mucosa in the anterior middle part of the vocal cords is inflammatory, and there is secretion attached to the surface of the voice, and just after he came in, he frequently cleared his throat to try to clear the secretions. These...... are all signs before vocal cord nodules form. ”

Lee so Young's heart sank to the bottom, as a professional singer, he has been in the music industry for so many years. He certainly knows what a vocal cord nod means to a singer.

Perhaps sensing his emotions, the doctor waved his hand and said, "It's just a sign before it is formed, not that it has a small nodule on the vocal cords." ”

Wen Yanyou was always by his side, bowing his head and being silent.

The doctor was curious, because no matter whether the pathology he said was good or bad, the little guy didn't seem to have any extra emotions. Could it be that he is very profound and too professional to understand?

Without allowing him to think about it too much, Lee so Young had already asked, "Doctor, do you think his voice can be restored?" ”

The doctor was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "It's hard to say, he has a good voice." It's just that as you just said, you were already in the period of voice change, and during this time, you frequently used your vocal cords to make high notes, and today you are still shouting to the limit or even breaking the sound. There are all sudden injuries and recurring injuries. Frankly speaking, it is fortunate that the vocal cord nodules have not yet formed. ”

After thinking about it, the doctor took out the case and wrote something, and after a while, he looked up at Li Suying: "My suggestion is to let him be hospitalized." For ordinary people, vocal cord nodules are not a serious disease, and they can be maintained and treated with medicine. But if you attach so much importance to his voice, maybe his profession must also have something to do with it. Therefore, it is still hospitalized for targeted treatment and nursing for a few days to see the situation and further observation. ”

Li Suying hurriedly nodded: "Yes." You can help arrange it. ”

The doctor called a nurse and asked her to take Lee so-young to the hospital. Moon Yeong-woo followed him out of the consultation room and sat on a bench waiting for Lee so-young.

Rubbing his throat, Wen Yanyou took a breath and exhaled heavily. Leaning back in your chair and looking at the wall.

I've sung it with you. Why do you have to do it all over again? How many more notes have been raised? It's not that you can avoid it if you sing it or not.

At that moment, even if the singer who cooperated with him didn't make a sound, Wen Yeyou would instinctively be lifted by her tune. And this caused Moon Yeyou's vocal cords to completely collapse at that moment.

At this time, he was a little tired, rubbing his face and bowing his head. It's already like this before it debuts. If there is really something wrong with the vocal cords, ...... yourself Did you just go home? If you don't have a good vocal cord, you can't be an actor, right?

No matter how handsome he looks, he has such a strange voice, it sounds ridiculous. Wen Yangyou's nerves that had just been tensed in the consultation room suddenly relaxed at this moment. All kinds of helplessness and fear welled up in my heart, and finally turned into deep helplessness.

"Now you know you're scared? What did you do earlier?! Wen Yangyou subconsciously raised his head, and Li Suying sat beside him with an ugly face, glaring at him with a cold face.

Wen Yanyou pulled the corners of his mouth, narrowed his smiling eyes and wanted to laugh. He opened his mouth to say something, but paused slightly, bowed his head again and fell silent. Lee so Young looked at him, shook his head and sighed.

"President, the hospitalization procedures have been completed." The driver called at the end of the corridor, and Lee so-young pulled Moon Yeong-woo to stand up and follow the driver.

After a while, I came to a ward, only to find out that it was actually a single room. …,