medical treatment

Chapter 197 Sing Out Loudly

For the sake of the million-dollar check, Yu Zhiming first gave Rao Yi a detailed physical examination.

Brain, no problem found.

Cardiopulmonary, no problem.

Breasts, no problem.

Stomach, a little lack of vitality.

The liver, kidney, and intestinal system are still healthy...

When inspecting Rao Yi's reproductive system, Yu Zhiming hesitated to speak, and was discovered by Rao Yi...

"Doctor Yu, no matter what the problem is, please tell me without any concealment."

Yu Zhiming hesitated and said, "Ms. Rao, it's not that there's something wrong with your body, it's just..."

Rao Yi interrupted: "Doctor Yu, the expression on your face clearly shows that something is wrong."

"No matter what, you just say it."

Seeing that the other party said so, Yu Zhiming asked bluntly: "Ms. Rao, have you ever given birth?"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Qingning and Yu Xiangwan beside them all widened their eyes with gossipy faces.

According to the public information, the 32-year-old Rao Yi has never been married, but there have been a few rumored boyfriends.

"You can also detect this kind of thing?" Rao Yi was shocked, and admitted the fact in disguise.

Yu Zhiming explained: "Women who have given birth have some differences in their uterine opening and pelvic structure."

Rao Yi was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "At that time, I was still young and ignorant."

She said pleadingly again: "This belongs to my absolute life privacy, and it is not included in the three-month agreement to lift the ban."

Yu Xiangwan and Gu Qingning replied together: "We will definitely not say anything about it."

Yu Zhiming also nodded and said: "We are now a doctor-patient relationship, and I will not disclose the patient's private information."

"Ms. Rao, the physical examination is over. You can get up now. Next, it's time to check your vocalization."

Rao Yi got up from the sofa and when she was arranging her clothes, Yu Zhiming's voice rang again.

"Come with me in the bedroom, we don't have to worry about being heard by the neighbors and complaining to the property about nuisance."

These words made Rao Yi's heart sink.

In the end, I still can't hide, will I be taken advantage of?
Forget it, treat it as being oppressed by a ghost.

Rao Yi followed Yu Zhiming into the bedroom with a heroic sacrifice, only to realize that he was thinking too much.

Yu Xiangwan and Gu Qingning also followed into the bedroom.

When the heavy wooden door of the bedroom was closed, Rao Yi felt as if two worlds were separated.

It's really quiet!

Rao Yi immediately realized that this bedroom has been specially decorated for soundproofing, just like her recording studio and karaoke room.

She quickly scanned around the neat and clean room, which was only fifteen or sixteen square meters and doubled as a study.

What impressed Rao Yi the most was that one wall was full of bookshelves, and they were all filled with books.

She also noticed an erhu hanging on the east wall.

"You know the erhu?"

"hobby!"

Yu Zhiming simply replied, stretched out his right hand and lightly touched Rao Yi's neck.

"Ms. Rao, do pronunciation exercises as usual, and gradually increase the volume until there is a broken sound."

Rao Yi knew that the most critical moment had arrived.

It's just that a wristband was touching her neck, as if she was about to pinch it with force in the next moment, which made Rao Yi very uncomfortable.

But Rao Yi didn't dare to have any opinions, first adjusted his standing posture, and then took two deep breaths.

She opened her mouth.

"Ah... ah... ah..."

Yu Zhiming closed his eyes, and felt Rao Yi's voice with his heart, as well as the vibration from his right hand...

The air is compressed through the lungs, rushes out of the trachea, and goes straight to the tight, almost closed vocal cords in the throat...

Yu Zhiming is clearly aware of the principle of human voice production.

When we make a sound, under the control of the coordinated action of the muscles in the larynx, the glottic cleft is controlled regularly.

The vocal cords on both sides are tensed, the glottic fissure is narrowed, and even almost closed. The airflow from the trachea continuously impacts the vocal cords, causing vibration and sound.

The sound from the larynx is only the base tone.

It will also be strengthened and changed by the resonance of the pharynx, mouth, nose, sinuses, trachea and lungs.

Eventually, what comes out of the mouth becomes the sound heard...

After careful feeling, Yu Zhiming found that there was still a small airflow gushing out from the esophagus.

What most people call the qi of the dantian, or the sound coming from the abdomen, probably refers to this...

Based on the disturbance caused by the airflow and the vibration produced by the sound, Yu Zhiming began to construct Rao Yi's vocal physiological structure in his mind...

Lungs, trachea, stomach, esophagus, larynx, vocal cords, pharynx, nasal cavity, oral cavity, tongue, lips...

In the sound of "ahah" gradually rising, all the air flow in Rao Yi's body, as well as the organs that produce and resonate, have constructed a three-dimensional real-time model in Yu Zhiming's mind.

The details are still being rapidly enriched and refined...

"Ah...ah...ah..."

As Rao Yi gradually raised his volume, Yu Zhiming began to feel uncomfortable.

My ears hurt, my head hurts...

It was as if someone was holding a tweeter and yelling in Yu Zhiming's ear.

He found that to investigate the cause of Rao Yi's disease, he was asking for hardship and suffering.

However, Yu Zhiming could only endure it by himself, feeling as if he was going to drive himself crazy.

Damn it, it's really not easy to make money.

Yu Zhiming, who was suffering from severe brain pain, suddenly felt a deep sense of worry.

Wouldn't it be that before he discovered Rao Yi's problem, he couldn't bear it and collapsed?

Yu Zhiming tried his best to suppress his worry and discomfort, and concentrated on feeling Rao Yi's vocal organs as much as possible...

"Ah...ah..."

Suddenly, Rao Yi's voice seemed to break through the barrier, reaching a new height like a fish jumping out of the water.

But in the next moment, this pure voice became powerless and full of noise like a balloon being punctured.

Rao Yi abruptly stopped practicing her voice.

It wasn't that she didn't have the strength to raise her voice to continue, but she was frightened by the appearance of Yu Zhiming in front of her.

Yu Zhiming, who closed his eyes slightly, was a little pale, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his body was shaking a little.

Rao Yi blurted out: "Doctor Yu, are you making a big fuss?"

Yu Zhiming opened his eyes, and saw Yu Xiangwan and Gu Qingning approaching with worried faces.

"I'm fine, it's just a little painful to hold back the sound."

Yu Zhiming explained a sentence, met Rao Yi's gaze, and said, "I'm not a qigong master who fools people."

Rao Yi smiled and said: "I'm sorry, your appearance reminded me of a qigong supernatural master."

After a short pause, she asked expectantly: "Doctor Yu, have you found out the problem with my broken high-pitched voice just now?"

Yu Zhiming nodded lightly and said, "There is some eyebrows, but further confirmation is needed."

"Is there really a clue?" Rao Yi was extremely excited in an instant.

It was the first time she had heard good news in months.

Yu Zhiming didn't answer, but put his right hand on Rao Yi's neck again.

"This time, raise the voice directly to the treble position that produces the break."

"I told you to stop, you stop!"

"Okay, no problem!"

Rao Yi, who was highly excited, took a deep breath, and the loud "ah" went straight to the sky...

But in the next second, the sound was like torn cloth, no more crisp and sweet...

While Yu Zhiming was forced to endure, he clearly "saw" a slight bulge on the left inner wall of Rao Yi's throat, vibrating non-stop as if receiving an electric shock.

Under his all-out probing, the surface covering the small bulge was cut open, revealing a small bundle of muscles.

I saw it cramp, vibrating non-stop.

On this small piece of muscle, Yu Zhiming also "saw" several lumps the size of a grain of rice!

"Fat particles?"

"Fibroma?"

"Calcified hematoma?"

.........

"Okay, you can stop!"

Yu Zhiming looked at Rao Yi, who was full of nervousness and anticipation, and asked, "Have you ever injured your throat in the year before the broken sound?"

Rao Yi shook his head and said, "I've always been very careful about my throat, how could I hurt it?"

"Hey, does it count as a fishbone?"

Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "It's okay."

Rao Yi couldn't believe it, and asked: "Could it be that the small fishbone made my pronunciation problem?"

"perhaps!"

Yu Zhiming stretched out his right index finger and pointed a spot on Rao Yi's neck, and introduced: "You have a small muscle bundle here, which will vibrate non-stop when you break through the high notes."

"Its vibrations cause airflow turmoil and a constriction of the vocal cords, which creates a crackling sound."

Rao Yi stretched out his hand to touch his neck, and asked, "Doctor Yu, you should be able to treat it, right?"

Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "It's just the vibration of a small muscle bundle, not the abnormal movement of a whole muscle. It should not be caused by neurological problems."

"Its vibration is more like a..."

Yu Zhiming thought for a while, and finally thought of a word.

"Resonance!"

"I also found a few small hard knots on that muscle bundle, maybe it's because of those hard lumps."

Yu Zhiming suggested: "I can use the puncture method to take out those hard lumps."

"Ms. Rao, do you want to try the effect?"

"Yes, absolutely!" Rao Yi replied firmly...

Piercing treatments cannot be performed at home.

Yu Zhiming brought Rao Yi, Yu Xiangwan, and Gu Qingning to the treatment room of Qiyue Medical Research Center.

Rao Yi, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, was wearing a sun visor and a mask, followed Yu Zhiming. He met many people along the way, but no one recognized her.

Pedestrians are in a hurry on the road, who cares who the strangers they meet are.

As long as they didn't deliberately wear outlandish clothes, bring many assistants with them, and cover up in a mysterious way, who would have noticed that it turned out that a big star appeared on the stage.

In the treatment room, Rao Yi saw Yu Zhiming take out a long and thin puncture needle, and got scared.

"Doctor Yu, don't you take anesthesia?"

Yu Zhiming smiled like a devil, and said, "It hurts like an injection, and there is no need for anesthesia."

"You can trust my puncture technique, it won't hurt your blood vessels and nerves."

Rao Yi turned her heart, closed her eyes, and raised her neck.

"Doctor Yu, come here, I'm not afraid anymore..."

As the slender puncture needle in Yu Zhiming's hand approached Rao Yi's neck, Yu Xiangwan and Gu Qingning also turned around together, not daring to look any further.

Yu Zhiming calmed down, with his hands as steady as a mountain, he punctured five times in a row in the next minute, and took out five yellow grains of rice from Rao Yi's neck.

He twisted a grain of millet with his fingers.

The yellow fat layer on the surface was twisted away, revealing the small black and red particles inside.

"It's a blood clot."

"Ms. Rao, you can try the high note again."

Rao Yi touched his neck, which was covered with medical tape and was still in pain, and asked timidly, "Is this all right?"

Yu Zhiming said honestly: "It's just a verification, it doesn't mean it's really possible..."

A minute or two later, a continuous and beautiful "ah" sound echoed throughout the five-story building.

After a while, the "ah" sound turned into an extremely passionate and penetrating cappella.

This is Rao Yi singing loudly...

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