When the words fell, Shi Zhisheng turned his head and looked at him.

"Dr. Xu, my artist may not have so much time for you."

Xu Jia smiled with a smile. "Don't worry, miss. I will let your artist raise his voice again."

With that, Xu Jiabai said to Jian Su, "go and have an examination first and give me the report later."

"OK."

Jane Su took the list and took Shi Zhisheng out.

"Miss Shi, I'll check the vocal cords first. It's hard for you to wait outside."

"It's all right. Relax."

Shi Zhisheng touched Jane Su's head.

For a moment, Jane Su seemed to relax slowly

"Then I'll go first."

With that, Jane Su took the list and walked inside.

Soon.

When Jian Su returned to the diagnosis room again and faced Xu Jiabai, he was still a little flustered.

"They are all artists. What else are they afraid of?"

Xu Jiabai pulled his lips, "learn from your agent."

It's arrogant and domineering!

"That's my boss."

Jane Su explained seriously.

“……”

Xu Jiabai took a deep breath, changed the topic and said, "there are indeed many problems with your vocal cords."

"How is that possible?!"

Jane Su said subconsciously.

Back to his senses, Jian Su saw Xu Jiabai's face sink and immediately changed his mouth, "I've been to two hospitals before, and they all said I'm fine."

"If you don't sing, it's really no big deal. But as a singer, your vocal cords can't sing at high intensity. "

Xu Jiabai's face gradually turned better, and he bowed his head and wrote down the prescription, "is the operation OK in the afternoon?"

"Yes."

"Well, remember to eat light these days."

After completing the electronic medical record, Xu Jiabai handed it to Jian Su, "three months later, we can start practicing songs. Do you understand? "

"OK." Jane Su road.

Xu Jiabai breathed a sigh of relief.

This artist is much more obedient than her boss.

Later, Xu Jiabai just wanted to look up and talk, but unexpectedly, she saw Jane Su crying!

"Why are you crying?"

Xu Jiabai hasn't seen anyone cry like this because of surgery.

"No, thank you, Dr. Xu."

Jane Su quickly wiped away her tears and smiled at Xu Jiabai.

So.

Can she really sing?

……

While waiting in the afternoon, Jane Su still couldn't help standing at the door and humming her own song.

Until after singing, I heard someone say.

"Your old song? It sounds good. "

Jane Su looked back and saw that it was the Sheng of the time, and a smile was raised at the corners of her mouth, "this is my famous work, called cocoon."

Unfortunately, the current vocal cords can't sing this song very well.

"Next time, sing it to me, will you?"

The Sheng of time asked.

"OK."

Jian Su's eyes were filled with gratitude. "If you like it, I'd like to sing it to you every day in the future."

"Go to the operation. I'll wait for you outside."

Shi Zhisheng had a smile at the bottom of his eyes. After Jane Su left, he sat in the next chair.

Two hours later.

Jane Su came out with a bandage around her neck.

"Miss Jane, don't touch water and pay attention to light diet. I wish you an early recovery. "

The female doctor smiled, "I'm also your fan. I must sing well."

"Thank you. I will."

Just now, the female doctor told her a lot, which made Jane Su's eyes red. She didn't expect that she would meet so many moving people in these days.