After half a month, Fang Yichen lived a very calm and regular life, and she didn't put all her energy into that song.

Because she felt that the one who might be variable was in Zhao Lan, she only played an auxiliary role, so as long as Zhao Lan devoted herself wholeheartedly.

Therefore, she continued to practice dance with Aunt Yuan in the morning, and only went to the piano room to practice singing with Zhao Lan in the afternoon, she had already pointed out the problem to Zhao Lan, and also told her how to correct it, so in the next time, as long as Zhao Lan practiced well, there would be no problem.

Of course, Zhao Lan is a little dissatisfied with Yaya's unscrupulous business, in her opinion, singing is the most important thing now, so she should put down everything at hand and concentrate on doing this one thing well.

"Aunt Zhao, learning to sing is not something that can be achieved overnight, and you have to have a degree of practice, you sing for eight hours a day, and you won't be able to sing in two days. I think two or three hours a day is enough, and although you need to improve your singing skills now, it's also important to protect your voice. ”

Zhao Lan said that she couldn't say anything, but she felt that it was not enough to practice for such a short time every day, so she ran to practice by herself in the morning.

Ten days later, when Zhao Lan got up in the morning, she suddenly found that she couldn't make a sound, and she was so frightened that tears fell at that time.

When Fang Yichen came back from morning practice, he saw Zhao Lan crying in the house.

She didn't know why, so she didn't move forward at first, but Zhao Lan saw her as if she was seeing a savior, so she pulled her and began to gesture.

Fang Yichen understood and asked, "Do you have a bad throat?" Can't make a sound? ”

Zhao Lan nodded desperately, and then tears flowed out again.

When she first got up, she was scared enough, but Li Jianjun was not at home when she went out for morning exercises, she wanted to go to the hospital herself, but she thought about it too early, even if she went to the hospital, there was no doctor, so she could only cry helplessly at home.

Yaya came back, she was like having a backbone, and inexplicably felt that Yaya would definitely have a way.

"Come, open your mouth and I'll see." Fang Yichen pinched her chin, Zhao Lan opened her mouth cooperatively, she looked at her throat, it was already very red inside. She touched Zhao Lan's throat again.

"Can't make a sound at all?" She asked.

"Yes." Zhao Lan barely said a word, but the voice was hoarse.

"This is caused by your excessive use of your voice, your vocal cords are inflamed and swollen, and the most important thing is that your vocal cords are noduled, and you can't use your voice for the time being." Fang Yichen diagnosed her.

Zhao Lan listened to her words, and the tears flowed down again, at this time she really regretted it in her heart, why didn't she listen to Yaya's words at the beginning, she had to practice secretly, and the result really made Yaya say it, her throat was bad.

So what should I do, how to treat it, how many days can I recover? Zhao Lan gestured to communicate with Yaya.

Fang Yichen understood, "It's hard to say, but if you still want your throat, you should be strict with silence during this time, pay attention to your diet, don't eat stimulating food, you can take some medicine to clear your throat and sharpen your throat, if you want to hurry up, then do nebulization treatment, which can speed up the swelling of the vocal cords, you must pay attention to the condition of vocal cord nodules, now you are mild, it can heal itself with proper rest, if you continue to use your voice, if it becomes moderate or severe, then you need surgery." ”

Zhao Lan was so frightened that she immediately covered her mouth with one hand and her neck with the other, and it was not acceptable for her to use a knife anywhere.

"Okay, don't think about anything, rest, when it's time to go to work in a while, I'll ask you for leave, and you go to the hospital to have a good checkup." Fang Yichen felt that Zhao Lan might not be able to fully believe what she said, after all, she was still too young, and she had not shown her talent in medicine in front of the Li family, so it was natural not to be trusted, so let her go to the hospital to have a look by herself, so that she would know that she was not fooling.

Zhao Lan suddenly said, yes, there is also a hospital, she has to go to the doctor to see, the doctor must have a way to treat it.

So after breakfast, the two of them went their separate ways again.

When Fang Yichen came home from work at noon, she saw Zhao Lan lying on the bed covered with the quilt motionless, she was slightly surprised, but she knew after a while, Zhao Lan hid in the quilt and cried, because the quilt moved with her sobbing every once in a while.

Fang Yichen didn't care about her, he felt that Zhao Lan should cry a little, when everything she said was like a fart, she deserved to suffer.

She turned around and went to the kitchen to cook and eat, yes, today she is going to cook and eat by herself, what will she eat? Braised soft-shelled turtle. There was only one last soft-shelled turtle left on the balcony, and she planned to eat it alone, so she was going to do it at noon, so that there would be fewer people to grab with her.

After she finished the meal, Zhao Lan hadn't finished crying.

Fang Yichen didn't care about her, since she could cry, it meant that she still had physical strength and was not hungry, so she would eat it herself, so she had no conscience and enjoyed a whole soft-shelled turtle by herself.

After cleaning up the kitchen, she went to the house to take a nap, and the biological clock made her wake up naturally at one o'clock, only to find Zhao Lan standing beside her bed, looking at her affectionately with red and swollen eyes.

Fang Yichen wanted to ask: "You're done crying." But thinking that it seemed strange for a child to ask an adult such a question, she suppressed the urge.

"What's wrong Aunt Zhao, are you okay?" Fang Yichen asked politely.

Zhao Lan suddenly burst into tears again.

Fang Yichen had to remind, "The doctor told you to rest your vocal cords, if you cry like this, it will vibrate your vocal cords." ”

Zhao Lan was so frightened that she immediately held back her tears.

Fang Yichen sighed when he saw her pitiful appearance, estimating that the inner torment in her heart this morning was enough for her.

"What did the doctor say when you went to the hospital in the morning, did he let you rest?"

Zhao Lan nodded.

"How does the doctor tell you to treat it, take medicine or nebulize?"

Zhao Lan couldn't just nod this time, so she could only add body language.

Fang Yichen read it for a long time before he understood, this means that the hospital only has medicine, not atomization. She really doesn't know when atomization became popular in the hospital, but since it can't be atomized, I'm afraid Zhao Lan's throat will have to drag on for a while.

"I don't have much to do in your situation, the best way is to rest more." Fang Yichen saw that she was about to cry again, and hurriedly continued, "However, I will do acupuncture when I arrive, and it is estimated that it can have a relieving effect on your symptoms......"

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Lan went to pull her, which seemed to mean that she should hurry up and give her a needle and stop talking nonsense.

Fang Yichen was speechless, Aunt Zhao was also in a hurry to go to the doctor, if it was usual, she wanted to give people two injections, it was all kinds of distrust, I didn't expect that there would be someone who couldn't wait for a day.

"This can't be treated immediately, I have to prepare some medicinal herbs so that the effect can be good. By the way, Aunt Zhao, aren't you okay in the afternoon, I'll write down the medicinal materials to be used in a while, you go and catch the medicine in the afternoon, and when I come back in the evening, let's start the treatment again. ”