Chapter 939
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Zhenjiang Convention and Exhibition Center Stadium, at this time, it is already crowded with people, both inside and outside the stadium are full of people.
Tonight here is Lin San-year-old's concert, and of course many people came.
Whether it is local or foreign, Lin's three-year-old fans will definitely come to support.
There is no doubt about the popularity of such a king-level singer, and any concert in China will be full.
Jiang Siming is very envious of this, and I really hope that he will have so many fans when he will hold a concert in the future.
The concert started in half an hour, Jiang Siming found a place where no one was nearby and landed, and opened the [Zero Presence.
Then he went to the hall.
But he didn't have a ticket, so he could only 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 care.
Jiang Siming put away his cell phone, planning to go ahead and take a look.
I found a scalper and spent 6,000 yuan to buy an infield ticket.
This guy is black, the market price of the infield ticket is only 1600, and he was fired to 6000 by this group of scalpers.
Jiang Siming was also quite speechless, but the tickets were real anyway, and some people spent money on high-priced tickets or fake ones.
If Jiang Siming met such a person, he wouldn't mind letting him lie in the hospital for half a year and a year.
Take your ticket and enter the venue.
Jiang Siming thought he could go directly to the backstage, but found that he thought too much, and the backstage didn't let anyone in at all.
Fortunately, Jiang Siming had a way. After a [Invisibility Charm was torn apart, he disappeared out of thin air.
This invisibility spell can be invisible for 10 hours and can be terminated at any time. The time will be saved and can be used next time at any time.
Jiang Siming bypassed the guard and easily entered the background.
At this time, in the dressing room, Lin San-year-old was still leaning on the chair weakly, and the makeup artist touched him up.
The assistant and the team all looked worried, afraid that Lin would not perform well when he came on stage, and he would still perform after such a serious illness.
The concert is not finished with one or two songs, it needs to be sung continuously for three hours, and there is 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, and everyone in the house, including Lin Sansui, turned their heads and saw Jiang Siming standing at the door.
The security guard thought it was a fan who sneaked in, and immediately went over to drag Jiang Siming away.
Ke Lin shouted at the age of three, "Don't move, it's my friend."
After speaking, Lin Sansui stood up in surprise and walked towards Jiang Siming. Although he didn't want to move, he went over to greet him.
"Why are you here, Mingshen? Why don't you say a word, so I can pick you up."
The assistant and the team also recognized Jiang Siming and were very surprised. Who is Jiang Siming, the new generation of singers.
This is just the tip of his iceberg, the youngest super-rich, the chairman of Huayi, the hero of saving lives, the financial giant and so on.
There are so many identities, but no one will really think that Jiang Siming is just a little anchor who plays games.
Jiang Siming walked in and said with a smile, "I just came back from Paris. I heard that you were ill, so I came to see you specially."
"Thanks, I'm fine."
Lin Sansui was moved, and at the same time was very fortunate that he could make such a good friend.
"I'll come if it's all right? Come on, don't force it. I don't want to spend 6,000 yuan on tickets to go to a concert with a broken sound."
After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he took out a set of acupuncture and moxibustion, and said to Lin Sansui: "First stretch out your hand and give you a pulse."
"You... you still have medical skills?" Lin Sansui's eyes widened.
No matter how wide his eyes are, they are not half as big as Jiang Siming.
"Come on, come on, hurry up." Jiang Siming said with a smile.
No explanation, sturdy life does not need explanation.
Lin Sansui naturally believed in Jiang Siming, so he chose to sit down and hand over his hand to Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming checked his pulse a little, looked at Lin Sansui's mouth, and confirmed, "It's hand, foot and mouth disease, that's right."
"What caused this?" the assistant asked.
"Illness comes from the mouth. It must be that you didn't pay attention to what you eat. Have you been to any street stalls recently?" Jiang Siming said.
The assistant opened his mouth wide and said, "Yeah, when he 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 unsanitary. People with hand, foot and mouth disease use the tableware for you without disinfection." Jiang Siming said.
Although he is immune to all poisons now, he still eats the food from the street stalls, but he never uses the tableware there.
Lin San-year-old has a hard time saying that he is a victim~
"Then is there any way to treat it? We went to the hospital and the doctor said that it would take at least a week of fluids to heal."
Jiang Siming nodded and said, "This is the normal situation, but ten minutes are enough for me."
What?
Everyone in the room thought that Jiang Siming was joking. Hand, foot and mouth disease was considered a serious disease. Jiang Siming actually said that ten minutes would be enough?
Jiang Siming didn't joke with them, and didn't bother to explain, so he asked Lin Sansui to lie down.
In front of him, a hidden genius doctor, this kind of disease is too pediatric.
As for the use of elixir, it is to treat him
The insult of learning skills.
After Lin Sansui knew that Jiang Siming was going to give him acupuncture, he was a little worried, but still willing to trust Jiang Siming.
In two minutes, the acupuncture was finished.
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. You burn it with fire, and then bury it in the ground so that no one else can pick it up."
After the assistant took it, he said he would do it.
"Okay, then I'll go back to my seat and wait for 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 disappeared.
"How is this possible, how can ten minutes be good."
The assistant and others were still reluctant to believe it.
Sitting on a chair at the age of three, Lin began to feel his body. Gradually, he found that the ulcers in his mouth were disappearing quickly.
This! This is real!
In less than ten minutes, all the ulcers on Lin Sansui's body disappeared, along with the high fever, and the whole person was in good spirits!
"I'm fine! I'm fine!"
Lin Sansui stood up from the chair with a look of excitement, and opened his mouth to let them see.
Everyone in the dressing room seemed to have seen something extremely miraculous, and their mouths were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.
Outside, the time passed minute by minute, and it was finally time for the concert to start.
As the brilliant lights on the stage came on, Lin Sansui appeared on the stage.
As soon as he appeared, all the audience at the scene jumped wildly! The tsunami-like sound of the mountains was like thunder.
Jiang Siming sat in an inconspicuous seat in the infield area. He came here, and he could sing.
Tickets of 6000 yuan cannot be spent in vain.
Jiang Siming even looked at this scene with some envy.
This is probably the ultimate dream of singers.
There are so many fans and fans at any opening concert. As a singer, of course, it is very honorable.
[Author's digression: There is something in the store today, the update may be delayed, sorry
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