Supreme Medicinal God

? Lana roared angrily, running out of the lounge like a madman, running without a trace.

As the time for the concert began to get closer and closer, President Gao wanted to strangle David to death.

The concert cannot be held, not only the refund, but also many fees such as advertising sponsorship fees must be refunded to others.

Xinghuo Entertainment also counted on this concert, starting its own name in China, promoting the future programs, paving the way, but it was destroyed by a cup of tea.

Mr. Gao’s assistant said helplessly: “Mr. Gao, what shall we do? The audience has arrived at the scene, all the TV stations have come, and some leaders have also come, all to watch our concert.”

President Gao shook his head helplessly, his plan was ruined, which is nothing, but how he would mix in the entertainment circle in the future, his face would be lost.

David's mood is also very low, because of this matter, the economic man's career may be over, and it also caused good friend Gao to cause trouble, he felt more guilty.

He mumbled to himself: "Loss money, just lose everything."

Ye Feng coughed twice: "Actually, her throat is ruined and can be cured. I believe I can cure Miss Lana and let her restore her original voice immediately."

Everyone's eyes are focused on Ye Feng. Their eyes are full of doubts, but they are slowly becoming fiery and full of hope and expectation.

David jumped up from the chair: "Are you sure to heal Miss Lana? Let her restore her voice immediately?"

Liu Feifei smiled: "Brother Ye is a little medical god. He can get back to life. Since he said he can grasp it and heal it, he can certainly heal it."

President Gao shouted at the lively security guard outside the house: "Get Miss Lana back quickly, tell her that her throat can be cured, and let her come back quickly."

The security guards immediately used the intercom to find the trace of Miss Lana.

"Did anyone see Miss Lana?"

"She ran towards Zone A, crying while running."

"She ran to the exit, came back, and ran into the bathroom."

"We are in the bathroom door, Miss Lana, she is in the bathroom."

"Shout her out quickly and tell her that her throat can be cured."

Gao’s assistant said anxiously: “The concert has been postponed for ten minutes. It can’t be postponed any longer. The audience is in a hurry. Even if we find Lana, I’m afraid it will take some time to cure the disease. ."

President Gao glanced at Liu Feifei and said sincerely: "Miss Feifei, save the scene like a fire, can you be the first one to play? Give me some time."

"No problem, I originally came as a guest performer, when will I be there to listen to you."

The onlookers had many discussions, and everyone gave a thumbs up.

"Ms. Feifei is the most virtuous and has no aptitude and no big names."

"I think Miss Feifei is more beautiful than Lana. I now understand where the beauty is."

"Where is beautiful?"

"Pretty is beautiful, beautiful everywhere."

"Haha, Miss Feifei is not only beautiful, but also the most beautiful in her heart."

Jiang Yixue took Ye Feng's hand: "Are you sure to heal Lana?"

After scratching Jiang Yixue's nose, Ye Feng smiled and said, "Don't you believe me?",

"Of course I believe in you, and your sister Feifei also believes in you."

Tijiang Yixue mentioned himself, Liu Feifei's face was red.

Lana's throat was ruined, and she became more and more angry. The young lady had a temper tantrum and ran out of the lounge.

But she realized she was crying and wearing makeup, like an ugly duckling.

She is the head of the new-generation jade girl image. She usually cares about her image. She hurried into the bathroom, took out her small cosmetic bag, and repaired her makeup.

Even if you ruin your voice and can't sing, you must maintain a pretty and charming image.

She hadn't made up her makeup, and the cleaning aunt ran into the bathroom anxiously.

She surprised her face: "Miss Lana, tell you the good news, a doctor said that you can immediately restore your throat to its original state, so that you can hurry back to the lounge."

Miss Lana looked at the cleaning aunt suspiciously: "Really? You won't lie to me together?"

Lana's cell phone rang quickly, a call from President Gao.

She anxiously answered the phone expectantly.

There was an eager voice from President Gao on the phone: "Miss, you will be back soon, and the performance will start soon, but I voted 10 million for your concert. You can't say run, just run. Some people say it can be cured. You, let your throat return to its original shape quickly, you come back first, try and talk again."

"Okay, I'll go back here."

Miss Na received her makeup pouch and hurried back to the lounge.

Seeing her return, the onlookers were relieved.

"Miss Na, you finally come back, we are all in a hurry."

"Hurry in."

Jiang Yixue pulled Lana's arm: "I thought my sister was grumpy, and your temper was bigger."

Lana was aggrieved, pointing to her throat that almost couldn't make a sound. It seemed to be saying that I did this, and it was you, what would you do?

Jiang Yixue smiled and said: "I know, you are wronged. Let Brother Ye take a look, he is a little doctor."

I heard that Ye Feng was letting his throat look, and Lana's eyes, which were originally full of anticipation, immediately became painful.

How do you think Ye Feng is so young, without a beard on his mouth, will it be a little magician?

At this time, the sound on the stage made a deafening sound, the audience was too anxious, and the host could no longer postpone the concert time, so Liu Feifei had to play for Lana first.

Hearing Liu Feifei's beautiful singing, Lana was even more anxious, and seemed to complain to President Gao, but her voice couldn't even make a sound.

Ye Feng grabbed her arm and felt her skin delicate and soft, warmer and more skinny than Jiang Yixue.

Ye Feng's eyes glared and taught him: "Don't move, don't you want me to see you, or leave me if you don't want to."

Lana, a little star spoiled by fans and economics, Miss Jiao, has been so condemned by others, but she dare not speak out, tears in her eyes.

Ye Feng knew that God looked at it, and at a glance, Lana's throat and vocal cords were filled with black gas. The throat was already swollen and blocked the trachea. If you don't rush to the treatment, don't say you can't talk, it will be difficult to breathe immediately Too.

Sure enough, Lana's eyes widened sharply, her hands trying to pick up her throat, she felt difficult to breathe, and her throat was like a pair of hands holding her throat, making her breathless.

Everyone onlookers also saw the strange appearance of Miss Lana. With her hurriedly waving hands, she desperately opened her mouth and tried to breathe, but couldn't breathe. She was terrified that her eyes were about to stare out.

(End of this chapter)