I deliver the courier in Tianting

"Stop, don't come here!"

Jin Sheng nodded to Jiang Shan, and when he continued to walk forward, Jiang Shan's sister, Jiang Ling, yelled angrily and became emotional.

Jin Sheng stopped Jiang Shan who was about to explain to Jiang Ling, and motioned for her to go out, closing the door.

Jiang Shan nodded slightly, went out of the room, and gently closed the door.

"You are the legendary song god Jiang Ling!" Jin Sheng said.

"What song god, I'm not, you go now." Jiang Ling's emotions became more and more agitated.

"I said you are the God of Songs, you are the God of Songs."

"Don't lie to me to make me happy, I can't even sing, I'm not even a singer, you go away immediately." Jiang Ling was emotional, she approached the window and said: "If you don't go, I will jump from here go down."

"Jump down?" Jin Sheng didn't stop, and continued walking, "Do you know who I am? I used to be an authentic farmer like you, but what about me now? I wrote the script that made Susan famous overnight."

After Jin Sheng finished speaking, he was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Ling, and said, "What's so strange about farmers? People in the city are people, but farmers aren't people? What the people in the city can do, the farmers can do the same, and they can even do better. If you want to jump down like this, I will never stop you, but have you ever thought about what your parents have worked so hard for most of their lives? Don’t they just want their children to be happy? If you jump down like this, you will die It's a matter of minutes, if you really want your parents to cry to death and spend the next life with tears in your face, you just jump off."

"Although you're dead, what have you got? What have you left for your descendants?"

Jiang Ling blushed at Feng Yun's words, speechless, and climbed down from the window.

Seeing this scene, Fengyun said: "We are all farmers and have no right to choose our birth, but we have the right to create wealth and change our destiny, Jiang Ling, do you think so?"

"This!" Jiang Ling was speechless, not knowing what to say.

"Don't belittle yourself because of your birth. They are human beings, and we are human beings too. What they can do, we can do too."

Jiang Ling, who had a low self-esteem, was overwhelmed by Jin Sheng's words.

Especially the saying that they are human beings, and farmers are also human beings, made her blood burst.

She finally got out of the window completely and went into the room, but she just turned her back to Jin Sheng.

"I know that your sisters love to sing, and they are also filial and sensible children. If so, you must not be afraid of all tests, and strive for the wishes and goals in your heart."

Jiang Ling nodded silently and said, "Are you a doctor?"

"I'm not a doctor, but I can cure your illness." Jin Sheng said.

"Can even the scars on the face be healed?" Jiang Ling's self-closing, under the guidance of Jin Sheng's explanation, finally opened a dusty heart.

"can!"

When Jin Sheng said he could, Jiang Ling said, "Can you guarantee it?"

"Of course!"

"How much do you charge?"

"No money will be charged, and we will talk about it when you become popular."

"why?"

"Because we are all farmers."

When Jin Sheng said that he was a farmer who didn't receive a penny, Jiang Ling, who had been turning his back to him, turned around and looked at Feng Yun.

wow!

Seeing Jiang Ling who turned around, Jin Sheng was secretly shocked, a person with a devil's figure.

Afterwards, look at the burn scars on her face.

"Can I cure it?" Jiang Ling said, eyes full of longing for beauty.

"Yes!" Jin Sheng replied firmly, "However, your cooperation is needed during the treatment."

Hearing that Jin Sheng said it could be cured, Jiang Ling nodded repeatedly. She had thought a lot during the days when she was autistic. If anyone cured her, she would repay her kindness for the rest of her life. This is the truest feeling of a girl from the countryside. , without the slightest exaggeration.

She nodded again and again in agreement.

"Aside from the wound on the face, is there any other place?"

"Have!"

Seeing that Jiang Ling was in a better mood and willing to receive treatment, Jin Sheng walked up to her and said, "I'll treat your throat first."

Seeing her nodding repeatedly, Jin Sheng activated the Tianxing acupuncture technique, and pressed his right palm on her forehead.

In an instant, a scene of stabbing Jiang Ling with needles appeared in his mind.

"You lie on the bed, I'm going to start the needle."

Jiang Ling nodded silently, walked to the bed, took off her slippers, and lay down on the bed.

Jin Sheng took out Hua Tuo's five silver needles from the courier bag and walked to the bedside.

Looking at Jiang Ling who was lying down, he said in his heart, "What a hot woman."

Jiang Ling had been isolated in her room for several months, and she was always wearing that thin black pajamas.

Holding the silver needle, Jin Sheng looked at her with sharp lines in front of him, heaved a sigh of relief, and began to insert the first needle.

Then do the second, third, and fourth stitches.

"Can you untie it?"

Jiang Ling understood what it meant when Jin Sheng said to untie it. Between life and death and herself, she chose the former without hesitation, and untied it, and a large white area was displayed in front of Jin Sheng.

Jin Sheng let out a long sigh of relief, and put the fifth needle in the middle of the white patch.

"Okay, after 5 minutes, I will pull out the silver needle, and your throat will be able to sing again."

After finishing speaking, Jin Sheng hurriedly walked away from the bed, went to the window, lit a cigarette, and puffed on.

One after another, he didn't dare to stop, for fear that all he could think about was that white patch.

After smoking three cigarettes in a row, just after 5 minutes, he walked to the bed and began to pull out the needle for her.

He put the first silver needle at the place where it was rooted, moved it a little, and injected the true energy of Tianxing Wuzhen into Jiang Ling's body, followed by the second silver needle, the third silver needle, and finally the fifth silver needle. removal.

"Okay! Jiang Ling, give it a try." Jin Sheng put the five silver needles into the courier bag and said.

Hearing two voices to try, Jiang Ling sat up from the bed and coughed twice cautiously.

Before Jin Sheng gave her the needle, let alone cough twice, her throat felt like it was burning.

When she coughed twice cautiously, she didn't feel any pain in her throat, she was deeply shocked, at this moment, she sang the song "Ideal" which she loves the most.

Originally, she just came to try out her voice, but she sang this ideal from the beginning to the end, and her eyes were moist when she sang.

Hearing her complete song Ideal, Jin Sheng couldn't help applauding enthusiastically. Among the many singing versions of Ideal he had heard, he felt that Jiang Ling's singing was the most beautiful and most able to attack the hearts of the listeners.

Outside the door, Jiang Shan, who was always worried that Jin Sheng would not be able to convince her sister, was so excited when she heard the song Ideal, she could not help applauding her sister.

I have sung so many songs with my sister before, and this dream is the one that touches her heart the most.

"You sing really well! You will definitely become a song god." Jin Sheng was still applauding, praising Jiang Ling endlessly.

Jiang Ling was equally excited. She loved singing as much as she loved her own life.

"Ms. Jiangling, next, I will treat your burn scar." Jin Sheng said while taking out the lotion that Chang'e gave him from the courier bag.

Jiang Ling nodded again and again, already lying on the bed, unbuttoned, and a burn scar with white edges was displayed in front of Jin Sheng.