Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 233 He is also waiting for someone

Lin Feng swiped the access control, got on the elevator, entered the password skillfully, and went directly into Zhang Yan's house. The whole process was very smooth. Lin Feng guaranteed that even if he was drunk, he would not go to the wrong door.

I didn't go to the wrong door. Even though I was drunk in the early morning, I still knew to get the spare key from the drawer in the entrance hall, and I didn't take the wrong one.

I just forgot to close the door.

It just scared Aunt Liu.

Now that Lin Feng appeared in Zhang Yan's house in good health, Aunt Liu was extremely happy and looked around Lin Feng again and again.

She was in a hurry in the morning and didn't have time to see what was going on with Lin Feng. She was worried all day.

Xiao Tang said that Lin Feng was drunk and did not want Aunt Liu to disturb him. Of course, Aunt Liu could not go to see him, otherwise she would have seen all of Dr. Lin.

Getting drunk is a small matter, but making a fool of yourself is a very bad thing.

Xiao Tang was also a tight-lipped person. After a day, he didn't tell anyone about Lin Feng's naked appearance on the bed, not even Zhang Yan. When it comes to keeping secrets, Xiao Tang is a professional.

Aunt Liu checked several times and was relieved to make sure that Lin Feng was fine. He was in good condition, with smooth fur, and looked more obedient than before.

The more my aunt looked at him, the more she liked him. Whoever had such an outstanding eldest son would be so happy.

Lin Feng put the lunch box on the kitchen counter, "Auntie, I've washed the lunch box, you can just put it away later."

"Hey, Doctor Lin, just leave it alone. You are so busy working in the hospital. It's good enough to have time to eat. Why waste time washing dishes? You might as well take more rest."

Aunt Liu took the lunch box out of the lunch bag and found it was washed clean. Lin Feng even wiped the lunch box dry with a dry paper towel.

This made Aunt Liu feel very distressed. Why was she so sensible and hardworking? She should have a good rest.

"Auntie, it's just washing dishes. I still have time for that. Besides, our department isn't so busy that we can't have meals. I think it's okay." Lin Feng spread his hands, leaned against the wall and watched Aunt Liu busy in the kitchen.

When Aunt Liu heard what he said, she stopped what she was doing, turned around with the spatula in her hand and retorted.

"I have been in your orthopedics department for a while, don't think I don't know anything.

During the time when I delivered meals to the young master, it was already time for dinner, but I didn't see many of you eating properly on time. You would put down the meals in your hands as soon as something happened, and some even walked to the ward while shouting.

I felt so sad when I saw this. These are the children of their parents. People think working in a hospital is a comfortable job with a high salary, but they can’t even have a hot meal.”

Aunt Liu became more and more excited as she spoke, and it seemed like tears were about to flow.

Lin Feng quickly took out a tissue and pressed it against Aunt Liu's eyes.

"I'm fine... Auntie, please cook, I'm hungry, hurry up, don't let it get messy."

When Aunt Liu heard that the food was about to burn, she hurried back to check the pot and moved the spatula in the pot. "You are just trying to scare me. I know what's going on. Look at you. You have lost a lot of weight. Hurry up and eat more of the food Auntie cooks to replenish your body."

"I will definitely eat more." Lin Feng stood there obediently and was "lectured" by Aunt Liu, like a big dog who had done something wrong.

As the lights came on, the scenery outside the window gradually became blurry, and Lin Feng became the person waiting for someone at home, waiting for that person to come home for dinner.

Seeing that Aunt Liu was still busy, Lin Feng thought that he looked a bit bad still wearing the clothes he had put on hastily that morning.

He went back to his home and changed into home clothes. After changing his clothes, Lin Feng took a look at his bed.

I could only cover my forehead helplessly. Was he practicing Shaolin Kung Fu on the bed?

How could it be so messed up...

It seems that I need to tidy up before going to bed today, otherwise I won’t be able to fall asleep.

When Lin Feng changed his clothes and returned to Zhang Yan's house, Zhang Yan had not come back yet. He looked at the time and found that he was half an hour later than before. He might have been delayed by some work, but he should be home soon.

If Zhang Yan is going to be home late, he usually calls Aunt Liu to tell her family not to wait for him for dinner.

Since there is no phone call, let's wait a little longer.

Having someone to eat with is what it means to go home for dinner.

Sure enough, when Lin Feng looked at the clock on the wall for the third time, there was a noise at the door. It was Zhang Yan and the others who came back.

As soon as the door opened, it was indeed Zhang Yan.

"You're back."

Lin Feng went forward, helped Zhang Yan to stand up from the wheelchair, and then helped him to wash his hands.

Lin Feng took a towel to wipe Zhang Yan's hands. Zhang Yan's hands were not as slender as those of rich kids. Instead, they were rough and calloused as if he had worked so hard.

Those were the marks of Zhang Yan’s previous sports. He hadn’t played basketball for a while, and the calluses on his hands had gradually softened.

He will never be able to play basketball again.

Lin Feng's goal is just to enable him to walk normally like a healthy person, without the need for a wheelchair or crutches, and even without the ability to tell that he is lame.

Such a simple wish is out of reach. No one knows how much sweat and tears it takes to achieve it.

Lin Feng was absorbed in his thoughts. He grabbed Zhang Yan's ring finger and rubbed it three times, and was still rubbing.

Zhang Yan did not interrupt him and let Lin Feng wipe his hands in an obviously absent-minded manner.

When Lin Feng reacted, he found that Zhang Yan's ring finger had been rubbed red by him.

"Ah... sorry, sorry, I was just thinking about something. Let's go eat."

Zhang Yan did not accept Lin Feng's apology but teased him instead, "Oh?... I thought Doctor Lin felt that my finger was not clean enough, so he wiped it repeatedly. This makes me wonder, Doctor Lin, you want to..."

You're going to give me a ring...

Lin Feng felt embarrassed by what Zhang Yan said, so he pulled Zhang Yan away, forgetting that Zhang Yan's legs were not very strong, and he almost pulled Zhang Yan down.

"Ouch...it hurts..."

Lin Feng was completely panicked and immediately squatted down to examine Zhang Yan.

After Lin Feng squatted down, Zhang Yan put his hand on the top of Lin Feng's head and rubbed it. As soon as Zhang Yan entered the room, he saw Lin Feng's smooth hair style today and wanted to touch it, but he never had the chance.

Now I finally have the chance.

The hair feels good, and it's thick. Humph, it doesn't look like the hair of a medical student. Zhang Yan couldn't help but touch it again.

No wonder Raymond Lam always likes to touch his head. It turns out this is what it feels like to touch someone’s head. It’s very fulfilling.

"Okay, it was just that one moment. I don't feel any pain now. Just carry me over. This is your compensation to me."

Lin Feng stood up and saw that Zhang Yan looked normal, so he believed what he said for the time being.

He picked up Zhang Yan and walked to the dining table before putting him down.