Chapter 39 Sister is an old Chinese doctor

Song Yin seems to like to ask this question very much. It may be the reason why she led soldiers in her previous life. What she fears most is that others will not trust her.

Wen Xi blinked at her with big eyes swollen into cherries, and nodded without the slightest hesitation.

Believe, really believe!

"I have a bone-setting recipe, would you like to try it?" Song Yin asked again.

This time Wenxi hesitated, not to say that the folk remedies are not good.

Just...why does it sound so unreliable?
Ai Ying also asked worriedly, "Yinyin, some recipes are unbelievable, why don't we think of other ways, such as...for example..."

Like retiring?
It seems that there is only one way.

Wenxi sobbed again, "I can't help it. I don't want to retire. If this opportunity is lost, I don't know when it will be next time."

"Although the company is very supportive of me, it doesn't give me endless opportunities. Three months is too long. There will be endless newcomers during this period, and I will be eliminated."

For ordinary people, three months is only three months, but for these stars in the entertainment industry, it is very likely that they are facing a new generation.

Not to mention three months, earth-shaking changes may occur in one night.

Wen Xi was selected by the company this time, and she had to endure a lot of hardships behind her back. Only she knew that she really couldn't give up the opportunity that she had come so hard to get.

The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became, and in the end I cried even louder.

Song Yin became more and more impatient when she heard it, and when she turned around to go outside to hide for a while, Wenxi suddenly stopped her.

"Sister Yinyin, do you ignore me?"

All eyes were on Song Yin, Song Yin looked sideways, her face was still indifferent.

"I only have one way, think about it." After finishing speaking, he wanted to go out again.

It's not that she is ruthless, but that she really can only help her with her foot injury, and the others really can't help much.

Can't she let the time be postponed, or ask Wenxi Company to give her another chance?
Wenxi was so anxious that she saw that Song Yin was really about to leave, so she stopped her heart.

"Sister Yinyin, I'll treat it."

Ai Ying and the others worriedly dissuaded her, "Wenxi, we are thinking about this matter carefully."

"Yeah, it's not that we don't trust Miss Yinyin, it's just that this is not a trivial matter. Do you want to report to your manager in advance?"

With firm eyes, Wenxi said to Song Yin again, "Sister Yinyin, I believe in you. If you can help me heal my foot, I will definitely thank you like a cow."

Sometimes when people come to a dead end, they will put all their eggs in one basket.

This is what Wenxi is like at this time!
Regardless of whether Song Yin can cure her foot injury, she will be treated like a living doctor.

Anyway, it's already like this, can there be a worse result than this?
She had already figured it out, if Song Yin's prescription didn't work, then she would rather lose her leg than endure the performance.

Anyway, it's going to be muddled in the end, so it's better to bloom first and fight for the last chance.

"Sister Yinyin, I will give you my feet."

Wen Xi said something solemnly to Song Yin's back.

Song Yin turned around slowly and said, "I need to see the extent of your foot injury before I can know if it can be cured. I know folk remedies, but I'm not a miracle doctor, so I'm not sure that it will be fine soon. Maybe there will be a period of recovery." In the meantime, you have to strictly follow what I say in order to really get better."

Wenxi nodded to express her understanding, "Sister Yinyin, I understand, no matter what the final result is, it is my own fate, and I will not blame anyone else."

Song Yin didn't say anything, and walked up to her again.

He took off the plaster cast on her feet, put his hands on her ankles to examine carefully, and asked her how she felt from time to time.

Ten minutes later, the examination was finally over, and the diagnosis was given again.

"It's not very good, it's broken a bone, and it may take a while to recuperate."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Xi burst into tears again, but Song Yin glared at him, held back her eyes, and asked timidly, aggrieved.

"Then... is there no way?"

"It's not..."

Wenxi's eyes lit up again, staring straight at Song Yin, for fear of missing a word.

"Yes, there will be some troubles, and you will have to suffer, but... I will let you successfully complete the performance, but your injury is really not suitable for continuing to participate in the competition. After that, you will have to rest in bed and not move around. Otherwise, it is easy to leave the root of the disease.”

After saying that, Wen Xi nodded vigorously, "Okay, as long as there is one chance to stand on stage, I can't waste this chance for nothing."

Even if it is short-lived, it is worth it.

No one will ever know how hard-won such an opportunity is for her.

"Okay, I'll help you put the bones back in place first, it will hurt a lot, then you need to apply ointment regularly, and you need to immobilize your ankles on the day of the performance, as long as it's not violent jumping, it won't cause secondary injuries."

When Song Yin said this, she was very professional.

Although she had never majored in medicine in her previous life, she still knew a little about bruises and gunshot wounds.

After all, these are life-saving things. If you learn more, you can save yourself and your companions in times of crisis.

Wenxi nodded and stopped crying, her eyes were full of firmness.

"Okay, Miss Yinyin, come on."

Ai Ying and the others were still a little worried, but seeing that Wenxi himself had said so, they couldn't say anything more.

I just hope that God will open his eyes and really let the miracle doctor Song Yin possess him and heal Wenxi.

The bone-setting process was really painful. Wenxi fainted from the pain several times, and finally survived by clenching his teeth.

When it was over, all the clothes on my body were wet, my hair was sticky to my face, and my face was haggard and pale.

Ai Ying worriedly asked Song Yin about the result, "Yinyin, is Wenxi okay?"

Song Yin's forehead was also covered with thin sweat. Wenxi was in pain during the process, and she was also tired.

"It's almost done, just apply some medicine."

"My ankle doesn't seem to hurt that much anymore."

Wenxi tried to move his ankle, and felt that he could move it, and the pain was not so great.

"You can't move your ankles. Your thing is fixed. You have to wear it. Don't move around tonight." Song Yin said coldly.

Wenxi immediately didn't dare to move, fear flashed in his eyes.

When Ai Ying heard this, her heart was slightly relieved, and she looked at Song Yin with a bit of inquiry.

How did Song Yin do this?

It's just that it's not the time to explore these things now, so I helped Wenxi fix the plaster again before turning around and going out the door.

Seeing Song Yin resting on the sofa, she stepped forward and asked softly.

"Yinyin, is it really okay for Wenxi Yigong to perform?"

Song Yin nodded, "Yes..."

After speaking, she looked up at Ai Ying, and asked aloud, "But...how did she get hurt?"

(End of this chapter)

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