Chapter 47: My Throat Is Poisoned Like You
"Hey, wait a minute!" Seeing Xiao Jin turn around and leave, Leng Hanxing chased after him.
"Anything else?" Although his voice is hoarse and hard to hear, Xiao Jin's politeness and self-cultivation make his whole person still full of charm.
Leng Hanxing said, "Your throat is not caused by illness!" ”
Xiao Jin was shocked, and his eyes changed: "What did you say?" ”
"I said, your throat is not caused by illness, your throat is poisoned like this." Leng Hanxing said very firmly.
"How do you know?" Xiao Jin's voice was ugly, as if a person in hell had half of his tongue cut off, and such a voice seemed so incompatible with his Zhilan Yushu's appearance.
Leng Hanxing: "If I say that my throat was once poisoned in the same way as yours, would you believe it?" ”
She is most blessed not with her beautiful face, but with her voice.
Once, what she loved most was not her medical skills, but her voice.
"You ......" Xiao Jin was about to say something, when the group of crazy fans suddenly went and returned, and chased after them.
Leng Hanxing obviously saw it too, she immediately went to drive, and then drove the car in front of Xiao Jin and let Xiao Jin get into her car.
"It turns out that the fans of this year are really crazy, and I originally thought it was just an exaggeration on the Internet." Leng Hanxing sighed: "I have personally witnessed the blessing of dragging you today. ”
Xiao Jin smiled faintly, obviously not strange and used to it.
"You said your throat was poisoned...... Then you ......"
"How good am I, am I?"
Xiao Jin nodded, looking excited, but he tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, which was sad to look at.
Those who have been deep in the dark hell for a long time have seen a little light from the world, and they want to reach out and touch it but are afraid, this is just a dream they want...... He was afraid of the feeling of broken dreams.
Leng Hanxing felt a little empathy, because she had also suffered ...... For people like them, sound is more important than life.
"If the poison is detoxified, it will naturally be fine." Leng Hanxing said, "But your problem is much more tricky than mine, because I got the antidote not long after I was poisoned. You...... You've been ...... for many years."
"Yes, many, many years......" I don't know what to think, Xiao Jin's eyes even flashed with tears.
"Is there any chance of a cure for me?" Xiao Jin's voice was a little choked.
A "genius singer", a voice that has been dubbed by fans as a "natural sound" may even give the faint of heart nightmares every word he says nowadays...... What kind of torture is this? And how cruel?
"Yes!" Leng Hanxing said affirmatively: "I can cure you, but it will take a little longer......"
"Really?!" Xiao Jin stared at Leng Hanxing excitedly, as if she was a beam of light to redeem him at the moment.
For many years, except when acting, Xiao Jin forgot that he could still have emotions.
When he was at his peak, his voice was destroyed, and the doubts of the outside world, the abandonment of fans, various contract disputes, and his own physical and mental torture...... All kinds of situations followed, and he was tantamount to being thrown into an infernal hell, and he could not be reborn forever.
"As long as it can be cured...... What time do I care? "As long as there is a possibility of healing, even if it takes him a lifetime, he is willing!