I am the only human Vocal Acoustician in the world. Even a mute can produce heavenly sounds in my hands.

In my previous life, the agent of top singer Chase Kingston went to great lengths to find me and begged me to repair Chase’s vocal cords that were damaged by poison from his rival.

Not long after, Chase won the Grammy Award for Best Male Vocalist and excitedly proposed to me in public.

But on the day I gave birth to my son, he repeatedly stabbed my son and me in the throat with a knife.

"If it weren't for Sophia's suicide note, I wouldn't have known that my throat was healed by her Herbal Tonic. It was you who stole her credit, and she jumped off the building out of frustration, resulting in two deaths."

"How ridiculous! Can't you repair it? I'll pierce you and this evil creature, and you can repair it slowly!"

In extreme pain and despair, my son and I both died tragically.

When I opened my eyes again, my agent was kneeling down with a check worth tens of millions of dollars, begging me for help.

I waved my hands repeatedly: "I can tune instruments, but repairing vocal cords is a doctor's job."

……

The agent eagerly showed me all the awards Chase had won, trying to impress me again.

"He is truly a musical genius. We only dare to tell the public that he has a sore throat. If we let everyone know that his vocal cords are permanently damaged, he will be completely abandoned by the capital! Please have mercy on him!"

A month ago, Chase, who was at the peak of his career, had his drink poisoned by his opponent, and his voice became hoarse overnight.

After the agent visited famous doctors at home and abroad without success, I became the last straw.

In my previous life, it was this unwillingness to see the "fall of a musical genius" that made me sacrifice five years of my life to save him.

What we got in return was not gratitude, but a butcher's knife that cut our throats and accusations of slander!

I was just about to find an excuse to refuse again when a group of crazy fans rushed in from outside.

The girl in the lead almost pointed her phone camera at my face, and said in a sharp voice: "This bitch is not a doctor at all, she is just a person who repairs broken musical instruments. How dare she treat our brother? I want to expose her and let the whole Internet see the face of this liar!"

Cursing, they picked up the cold milk tea and threw it at me.

Before I could react, countless rotten eggs hit me on the head.

Chase dragged Sophia Reed out of the angry crowd, his voice hoarse but extremely sarcastic: "A person who repairs musical instruments can heal diseases? Even dogs won't believe that!"

He pointed at Sophia beside him and raised his voice: "Sophia said that a descendant of the Holistic Healing Heritage like her can easily cure it! Why would she need a liar like you?"

Our eyes met, and in a flash, I understood the hatred deep in his eyes.

Chase, he was reborn too!

The agent originally had some doubts, after all, so many top doctors were helpless.

But since Sophia herself is a Fan Alliance of ChaseFan Alliance and has always promoted herself as the white, rich and beautiful girl of Holistic Healing Heritage, all the fans present spoke up for her with all their might.

The agent immediately snatched back the check, tore it into pieces, threw it hard in my face, and then turned to flatter Sophia.

"Ms. Sophia, Chase's voice is in your hands!"

Sophia raised her chin proudly: "This medical method has been passed down for thousands of years. It can even cure cancer. It's natural that it can cure a mere throat problem."

I immediately clapped my hands and cheered: "Well said, then I, a broken instrument repairman, will no longer be an eyesore. There is a Steinway Grand Piano waiting for me to tune it."

Just as I was about to turn around, Chase grabbed my wrist and sneered, "What? You're broken down after being exposed? Huh? You can't take the credit from Sophia, and you can't marry me? Are you disappointed?"

He pressed so hard that it almost broke my wrist bones, close to my ear.

"Listen! If you have those evil thoughts again, I will make your death more miserable than in your last life!"

The fans outside couldn’t hear the specific content, they just vaguely heard words like “I want to marry him” and they immediately went wild.

"It's Obsessive Stalker! He's the future of the Global Music Scene, and you, a dead toad, want to marry him?!"

They rushed up and tore my hair, and in the chaos my head was hit hard and blood gushed out.

In my previous life, the whole internet praised Chase as a real man. When he was at the peak of his career, he officially announced me as his amateur girlfriend. I thought it was true love.

Little did I know that beneath the sweet coating was a dagger that pierced my throat.

He must have been consuming Sophia's Herbal Tonic. Listening to his voice that sounded like he was going to die, I was afraid that he would soon lose his life.

I struggled to shake them off and yelled, "Don't worry, I won't care about Chase even if he dies!"

I pointed at the door and told them to get out, but then another group of people rushed in and started scolding me.

"You're a bitch who can't even give birth to a child, and you're a Vocal Acoustician, what the hell!"

"What a liar! Smash her store! Expose her! Let her beg for food from now on!"

Someone incited the crowd and it was instantly ignited.

They smashed a piano worth tens of millions of dollars. I tried to stop them: "This piano belongs to Leonardo Nobel. Every musical instrument in this room costs millions. Can you afford the compensation?"

The smashing and looting stopped instantly, and the group of people subconsciously looked at Sophia.

I understood it instantly.

Mixed in with this group of crazy fans are thugs hired by Sophia.

"The law does not punish everyone, so don't be afraid!" Sophia raised the corner of her mouth and continued to incite.

The thugs had no more scruples and kicked me in the chest, then tore my clothes roughly.

Chase teased Sophia as if no one was around: "She looks like a dog."

The severe pain and humiliation made me tremble all over and my teeth were almost broken.

In this life, I just want to stay away from them, but Sophia insists on destroying my job and crushing my dignity!

I struggled to raise my head and glared at Chase angrily.

"You still have the energy to torture me here. Your voice will soon be completely ruined by Sophia!"

"You're full of shit!" Chase rushed over and stomped his leather shoe hard on my face, causing me to feel dizzy from the pain.

"Smash her ten fingers so that she won't be able to tune a guitar again in her lifetime!"

Upon hearing what I said, a crazy fan picked up a violin nearby, raised it high, and smashed it hard at my hand that was pressed to the ground.

At the critical moment: "Let's see who dares to move!"

With a loud shout, a mobile phone hit the fan's head accurately and a violin fell to the ground.

Chase was about to curse, but was interrupted by the fans shouting: "Oh my God! It's the former top star Lucas Sterling!"

The handsome young man stepped forward quickly and protected me behind him.

Seeing the person coming, Chase's face twisted extremely: "Lucas? If you don't want to rot and stink in a corner, you still have the nerve to show up in public?"

I just think it's ridiculous. The one who should be embarrassed is Chase!

When Lucas debuted in the same group as him, Lucas was the lead singer and dancer, and his brilliance overwhelmed Chase.

At a later concert, Lucas' voice suddenly became hoarse without warning, and the next day Chase abandoned him and left the group to pursue a solo career.

It was rumored in the circle that Chase was the one who poisoned her, but there was no evidence.

Lucas didn't look at him, but carefully wiped the stains off my body, then spoke carefully: "I trust you, can you help me adjust my voice?"

Chase sneered and said sarcastically, "I understand. Some people are really desperate to climb up the social ladder. They even want to eat this outdated 18th-tier unknown person. What's the difference between them and a whore?"

"Not to mention that your Raspy Frog Voice has been mute for a year and has long been permanently damaged. Even if it can be cured, only our Sophia can do it."

After that, he deliberately asked Sophia loudly: "Sophia, are you willing to treat him?"

Sophia covered her mouth and chuckled: "I won't eat anything when I'm hungry. If I eat something bad... I'll have diarrhea."

Lucas ignored their ridicule and still looked at me firmly, speaking every word.

"Elise Vance, I won't repay kindness with enmity like Chase did."

Looking at his eyes that seemed to understand everything, could it be that...

In my previous life, after I cured Chase, Lucas also came to me.

I was exhausted at that time and could no longer treat him. I could only say sorry to him.

And now, whether for myself or Lucas, I want to help him return to that dazzling stage.

"Okay, I promise."

“Hahaha!” Chase laughed so hard he fell backwards. “If she can really cure you, I’ll do a live broadcast of myself doing a handstand and eating shit. It’ll be liquid!”

I interrupted him first: "Okay, I just want to see a big star eating shit!"

Hearing my provocation, Chase sneered roughly: "Yo~ You talk as if you can really cure it! Okay, I'll play with you."

"How do we play? You tell me!"

In the crowd, a shrewd producer keenly smelled the traffic and immediately stood up.

"You two! I'm the producer of Voice of Legends. I'd like to invite you two to participate. Whoever wins the championship will be the winner. The whole network will witness it. It's fair and just!"

At this moment, Lucas suddenly said, "That's not enough. If you want to gamble, let's gamble big. The loser will permanently quit the entertainment industry, and..."

He glanced at the mess in my store and said, "You'll have to pay a hundred times the damage today. Roughly speaking, I'd say one billion dollars."

“One Billion Dollars？”

"Oh My God!"

The crowd was in an uproar. This was an unprecedented and shocking gamble in the entertainment industry!

I also looked at Lucas in surprise, but saw that he was not afraid at all.

Chase screamed, "One Billion Dollars? Lucas, are you crazy? You usually take some crappy ads, how can you come up with One Billion Dollars? Are you going to sell your kidney or liver?"

Lucas said calmly: "You don't need to worry about this, do you dare?"

Chase looked at Sophia in a panic: "Are you confident? My lucky female healer?"

Sophia put on an extremely confident smile and made an OK gesture: "Of course!"

With Sophia's response, Chase's hesitation disappeared and he became arrogant again.

"In a month, I will let the whole world see what it means to be a king and what it means to be a clown!"

This incident instantly detonated the entire Internet like a nuclear bomb, and the whole nation was discussing it hotly. It was impossible to deny it.

Chase even made a bold statement on Weibo: "The combination of repairing broken musical instruments and Raspy Frog Voice will create the funniest scene of the year in the entertainment industry!"

I silently liked it and commented: "But I'm definitely not the protagonist."

In a dedicated treatment room.

I carefully checked Lucas' throat and was shocked to find that his throat had been corroded by sulfuric acid, confirming that he was murdered.

"I will try my best to repair your voice, but the process may be cruel." I said with some heartache.

Lucas didn't hesitate at all: "As long as I can sing again, I can endure it."

I used my unique secret method to crush Lucas' vocal cords with my bare hands and forcibly adjusted their position and shape.

Blood flowed from the corner of Lucas' mouth, but he remained silent, with only complete trust in his eyes.

This was done seven times a day for 28 days, and Lucas' vocal cords got better day by day.