Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 209 Eat well

Lin Feng looked at the clock in Zhang Yan's living room. It was almost too late. "You guys take your time eating. I'm going to work first."

After saying that, Lin Feng grabbed his coat and walked to the door. When he was changing his shoes at the door, Aunt Liu chased him out in an apron, "Doctor Lin, remember to come and drink soup tonight."

Lin Feng thought about it and since he was not on duty tonight, he readily agreed, "Okay, I will definitely come tonight. Auntie, please make some more delicious food."

After Lin Feng left, Zhang Yan packed up his things and, with the help of Su Boding, walked towards the wheelchair placed at the entrance.

Aunt Liu stood in the kitchen and looked at these young people. It was great that the children she had watched grow up now had friends and were no longer alone.

It would be even better if my wife is willing to come back from abroad. The child will be happier with her mother.

However, everyone has his or her own way of living, and no one knows if a different way of living would lead to a better life. At the moment, it’s not too bad.

Aunt Liu was only sad for a moment. She wiped her hands, picked up the scattered cell phone boxes on the dining table and put them aside.

These kids are really something. You can tell at a glance that this phone is not cheap, but they just leave it there casually without even putting it away.

Aunt Liu was cleaning the house. The sunlight outside shone into the living room through the window, making the whole house bright.

It was a pity that Zhang Yan probably had never seen such scenery before. He always came back after dark and was busy until midnight. After waking up, he hurried out to work. Sometimes he had no time to eat breakfast, let alone sit in the living room and enjoy the warmth brought by the sun.

For Zhang Yan before, the house was just used for sleeping at night. Sometimes he didn’t even sleep here, but would just lie down in the office lounge for a few hours before continuing to work.

The house is now warm and no longer as cold as before no matter when he came back. The lights are left on for him, the food is warm, someone will ask him if he has eaten or slept, and there is a group of people to have breakfast with him in the morning.

This is probably the living pattern of an ordinary family. He lived for thirty years before he reached the edge.

Lin Feng tightened his windbreaker. The weather had cooled down recently and the wind blew the fallen leaves away into the distance.

When he walked to the gate of the community and scanned a shared bicycle, he thought about whether he should buy a bicycle, but later gave up.

The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and Lin Feng subconsciously raised his hand to block the sun. The sunlight shone through his slender fingers and hit his high nose bridge.

At the junction of light and shadow, time seems to stand still.

It was not even opening hours yet, but the hospital entrance was already extremely congested. Security guards and traffic police tried their best to maintain order, and the outpatient hall was packed with patients and their families.

The world is noisy, and everyone is in a hurry because they have to run for various things. Sometimes they get confused, stop, look around, and then choose a direction to continue running.

Lin Feng was like a passerby, walking past them calmly and looking at everyone's expression. There was never a shortage of stories in the hospital.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at a convenience store. Out of habit, Lin Feng wanted to buy an American coffee and a sandwich.

Somehow I thought of what Zhang Yan said at the dining table. Drinking too much coffee is not good. Look at the strong tea that the directors drink, and then grab a handful of wolfberries. Some serious ones will go to the Chinese medicine department to find a familiar director to take their pulse and prescribe some tea bags suitable for their physiques, so that they can maintain their health while working the night shift.

Lin Feng turned a corner and went upstairs through the staff passage.

"Is Director Shao here?" Lin Feng asked as he passed by the nurse's station.

"Director Shao just arrived and is in his office."

"Thanks."

Without even changing his clothes, Lin Feng took his water cup and went to Director Shao's office. "Good morning, Director Shao."

Director Shao was boiling water to make tea, and put a handful of tea into the teacup. Director Shao didn't have time to appreciate the aroma of tea. As long as the amount was enough and the tea soup was strong enough, everything else was secondary.

"Director Shao is making tea. It would be better for me to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. I came to ask you for some tea." Lin Feng said as he handed the cup of water to Director Shao.

Director Shao took a handful of tea leaves from the tea can, thought for a while and shook out half of it. Young people are in good spirits and don't need to drink as much as him.

"Why aren't you drinking your coffee? I noticed that you bring a cup of coffee into the office every day. Aren't you taking a break at the coffee shop today?"

Although Director Shao said this, he did not forget to fill Lin Feng's cup with water when he picked up the kettle to make water.

"Director Shao, I am learning how to maintain my health from you seniors. Don't worry, I won't drink your tea for nothing. I will return it to you in a few days."

Lin Feng had already made up his mind that he would go to Lin Feng's storage room tonight to pick out two bags of tea to give to Director Shao.

Zhang Yan had already asked Su Bo Ding to get some tea to drink, so of course Lin Feng could get some too. If Zhang Yan refused to give it to him, he could just go buy a pound of tea himself. He couldn't afford the expensive ones, but he could still afford the ordinary ones.

Besides, there was too much tea leaves in Zhang Yan's house and they were covered with dust. No matter how valuable they were, Aunt Liu would still use them to make tea eggs.

It’s true, the tea eggs cooked with this expensive tea are much more delicious than those bought outside.

Zhang Yan asked Director Shao for a cup of tea and went back to his office.

After taking a sip of the strong tea, Lin Feng felt as if his heart was burned. It was really bitter, and not as good as coffee. After a while, it gradually became sweeter and the bitterness in his mouth was no longer there.

Lin Feng changed into a white coat and waited in the office for Director Shao to come and preside over the handover. He wore a white shirt under his white coat and his hair was combed back with wax. He looked like a reliable and professional doctor, especially the pair of Crocs on his feet, which were standard equipment for the inpatient department.

After the ward rounds, Lin Feng followed Director Shao to the operating table. By the time the operation was over, it was already past lunchtime.

Lin Feng was leaning against the floor in the corridor of the operating room. There were many unread messages on the mobile phone he took out from the locker. Lin Feng didn't even have time to read them and directly clicked on the food delivery platform.

He just bought two meals and put down his phone. It would take half an hour before the meal, so he could sit for a while.

The patient was still in the corridor and hadn't woken up yet, so he couldn't leave the operating room.

Originally, he didn't have to worry about this matter, but his two sisters recently took maternity leave and the new trainees have not arrived yet, so he has to do the work of several people by himself.

Someone has to do this job. You can't just quit because it's too tiring.

Lin Feng looked at the clock on the wall and estimated that it was about time. He walked to the cart in the corridor and patted the patient, "Wake up."

Wake him up quickly and don't delay his meal.

If this man doesn't wake up, he won't be able to eat.