Chapter 939 Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease Lin is three years old
The Zhenjiang Convention and Exhibition Center Stadium is already crowded with people, both inside and outside the venue.
This is Lin Sansui's concert tonight, and of course there are many people here.
Whether they are local or out of town, Lin Sansui's fans will definitely come to support him.
There is no doubt about the popularity of such a king-level singer. No matter where he holds a concert in China, it is always full.
Jiang Siming is quite envious of this. He really hopes that he will have so many fans when he holds a concert in the future.
The concert started in half an hour. Jiang Siming found a place with no one nearby and landed, turning on [Zero Degree of Presence].
Then he walked to the clubhouse.
But he didn't have a ticket, so he had to call Lin Sansui.
But the phone is always busy.
It is estimated that after Lin became ill at the age of three, many people would call him to show concern.
Jiang Siming put away his phone and decided to go in and take a look first.
I found a scalper and bought an infield ticket for 6,000 yuan.
This guy is shady. The market price of an infield ticket is only 1,600, but he was sold to 6,000 by these scalpers.
Jiang Siming was also quite speechless, but at least the tickets were real, and some people who spent money to buy high-priced tickets were still fake.
If Jiang Siming met such a person, he wouldn't mind letting him lie in the hospital for half a year.
Get your ticket and enter the venue.
Jiang Siming originally thought he could go directly to the backstage, but found that he had overthought it and no one was allowed in backstage at all.
Fortunately, Jiang Siming had a way. After tearing the [Invisibility Spell] into pieces, he disappeared out of thin air.
This invisibility spell can be invisible for 10 hours and can be stopped at any time. The time will be saved and can be used next time at any time.
Jiang Siming bypassed the guards and easily entered the backstage.
At this time, in the dressing room, Lin Sansui was still weak and leaning on the chair, while the makeup artist touched up his makeup.
The assistants and the team all looked worried, fearing that Lin would not perform well on stage and would have to perform despite being so seriously ill.
The concert is not just about singing one or two songs, it requires singing for three hours continuously, with almost no rest time in the middle.
"King Lin Ge, is there any problem? Can you hold on?"
Suddenly a voice came from the door. Everyone in the room, including Lin Sansui, turned their heads and saw Jiang Siming standing at the door.
The security guard thought it was a fan who had snuck in, so he immediately went over to drag Jiang Siming away.
But Lin, who was three years old, shouted at the top of his lungs: "Don't move, he's my friend."
After saying that, Lin Sansui stood up in surprise and walked towards Jiang Siming. Although he didn't want to move, he still went over to greet him.
"Mingshen, why are you here? Why didn't you say anything so that I could pick you up?"
The assistant and team also recognized Jiang Siming and were very surprised. Who is Jiang Siming? The new generation of singer.
This is just the tip of the iceberg for him, the youngest super rich man, chairman of Huayi, a life-saving hero, a financial giant, etc.
There are so many of these identities, but no one would really think that Jiang Siming is just a small anchor playing games.
Jiang Siming walked in and said with a smile: "I just came back from Paris. I heard that you were sick, so I came here to see you."
"Thanks, I'm fine."
Lin Sansui was deeply moved, and at the same time he was very grateful that he could make such a good friend.
"Will I come if it's okay? Okay, don't hold on, I don't want to spend 6,000 yuan on tickets to listen to a concert with broken sound."
After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he took out a set of acupuncture and said to Lin Sansui: "First, reach out my hand and feel your pulse."
"You...you know how to heal?" Lin Sansui's eyes widened.
No matter how big his eyes are, they are not half as big as Jiang Siming's.
"Come on, come on, hurry up." Jiang Siming said with a smile.
No explanation, a strong life does not need explanation.
Lin Sansui naturally believed in Jiang Siming and chose to sit down and hand his hand to Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming checked his pulse, looked at Lin Sansui's mouth, and confirmed: "It's hand, foot and mouth disease, that's right."
"What caused this?" the assistant asked.
"The disease came from the mouth. It must have been because I didn't pay attention to what I was eating. Have you been to any street stalls recently?" Jiang Siming said.
The assistant opened his mouth wide and said, "Yes, when we came to Zhenjiang for rehearsal the day before yesterday, Jiejie went out to play and ate a lot of street food."
"That's right. It should be that the tableware outside is unhygienic. People with hand, foot and mouth disease have used the tableware before giving it to you without disinfecting it," Jiang Siming said.
Although he is now immune to all poisons, he can still eat food from street stalls, but he will never use the tableware there.
Lin Sansui is in trouble, he is the victim~
"Is there any way to treat it? We went to the hospital and the doctor said it would take at least a week to get better."
Jiang Siming nodded and said: "This is the normal situation, but here, ten minutes is enough."
What?
Everyone in the room thought Jiang Siming was joking. Hand, foot and mouth disease is a serious disease, but Jiang Siming actually said it would be cured in ten minutes?
Jiang Siming didn't joke with them and didn't bother to explain. He asked Lin Sansui to lie down.
This kind of disease is too childish in front of him, a hidden-level miracle doctor.
As for using elixirs, it was an insult to his medical skills.
When Lin Sansui learned that Jiang Siming was going to give him acupuncture, he was a little worried, but he was still willing to believe Jiang Siming.
In two minutes, the acupuncture treatment was completed.
Jiang Siming put away the silver needle, handed it to his assistant, and said, "This silver needle is full of hand, foot and mouth disease virus. Burn it with fire and bury it in the ground to prevent others from picking it up."
The assistant took it and said he would do it.
"Okay, then I'll go back to my seat and wait to watch the concert."
After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he left without looking back. The assistant wanted to ask about Jiejie's condition, but Jiang Siming had already disappeared.
"How is this possible? How can ten minutes be better?"
The assistant and others still didn't want to believe it.
Lin was sitting on a chair at the age of three and began to feel his body. Gradually, he discovered that the ulcers in his mouth were disappearing rapidly.
This! This is true!
In less than ten minutes, all the ulcers on Lin Sansui's body disappeared, and his high fever also subsided. He was in great spirits!
"I'm fine! I'm fine!"
Lin Sansui stood up from the chair with an excited look on his face and opened his mouth for them to see.
Everyone in the dressing room seemed to have witnessed something extremely magical, and they were so shocked that they could not close their mouths.
Outside, time passed by minute by minute, and it was finally time for the concert to start.
As the gorgeous lights on the stage lit up, Lin Sansui appeared on the stage.
As soon as he appeared, all the audience at the scene got excited! The sound was like thunder.
Jiang Siming sat on an inconspicuous seat in the infield area. He came here and just listened to the songs.
The 6,000 yuan ticket cannot be wasted.
Jiang Siming even looked at this scene with some envy.
This is probably the ultimate dream of singers.
No matter where I hold a concert, there are so many fans. As a singer, it is of course very honorable.
[Author's digression]: There is something going on in the store today, the update may be late, sorry for that (to be continued)