Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 109 Leg Injury Worsened

Doctor Lin, it's Doctor Lin indeed. He knows this procedure very well.

Zhang Yan gave up struggling and unlocked his phone and handed it to Lin Feng. Zhang Yan watched Lin Feng's slender fingers tapping on his phone. The joints were clearly visible. It was just a very ordinary movement, but it was so pleasing to the eye that he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Come on, scan your face." Lin Feng suddenly put the screen of his mobile phone in front of Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan also cooperated very well. He blinked when asked to blink and opened his mouth when asked to open it.

"Mr. Zhang, it's rare to see you so cooperative. If I swipe all the money in your bank card, you won't even know it." Lin Feng joked while operating on his mobile phone.

"Although the limit of my card is relatively high, you can't swipe it all. Besides, I have more money than just the bank card." If you want to talk about money, Zhang Yan is still very confident.

Lin Feng thought to himself, he is worthy of being Mr. Zhang, worthy of being Young Master Zhang, it is normal for him not to care about money, which is not his personal belongings.

After just a few minutes of operation, they completed the registration process on the self-service machine.

Lin Feng pushed Zhang Yan to the orthopedics department to call for a number. There were 10 people waiting in front of him. At this speed of consultation, it would take more than an hour. In fact, it was just to ask the doctor to write a prescription for an X-ray, and Lin Feng could read the film himself.

Just by looking at Zhang Yan's walking posture, Lin Feng can completely judge that Zhang Yan's legs are very painful now. As to whether it is a bone problem, it is hard to say at the moment.

Lin Feng touched Zhang Yan's leg and felt that it was not dislocated significantly. As long as there was no problem with the bones, it would not matter. At most, he would be scolded by Director Chen when he returned.

Zhang Yan's legs were a little itchy when Lin Feng touched them, but he didn't dare to move, for he was afraid that he would be scolded by Lin Feng. In such matters, Lin Feng was always very serious, and he would never show a good face to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan has recently been undergoing rehabilitation training under the supervision of Director Chen, and the effect is much better than the gym where he spent tens of thousands of yuan on membership. His thigh muscles are tighter and thicker than before. It feels good to the touch.

"Uh, Doctor Lin, have you figured out anything by feeling the bones?" Zhang Yan really couldn't stand it anymore. If he continued to feel, he would have to run away.

It was the first time that Zhang Yan realized how sensitive he was. It was just the most normal touch, just a check on the injured part, but he actually blushed and his heart started beating fast.

I've touched her and hugged her before, but it's never been like this.

Lin Feng then realized that the duration of his behavior had exceeded the normal palpation time.

And he seemed to have changed from touching bones to touching muscle lines.

Have I been eating too much chicken recently? I'm actually a little obsessed with this muscle line.

Who doesn't have it? It's just muscles.

"Haha, I can't tell anything from you right now. We still need to wait for the X-ray. You can't walk for a long time recently. Once the situation here stabilizes, you can come back to Yunlin City with me for a detailed examination."

Lin Feng said to Zhang Yan seriously that this matter could be a big deal or a small one, and if there really was a problem, the treatment plan should be changed as soon as possible.

"Then...if...Director Chen scolds me, can you say good things about me?" Zhang Yan became nervous when he thought of Director Chen from the Rehabilitation Department.

"Well, I'll be scolded along with you." Lin Feng replied unhappily.

Both of them will definitely be blamed for this matter. Under Director Chen's treatment, he could walk with crutches, but now he is a complete cripple.

As an orthopedic surgeon, Lin Feng naturally has an unshirkable responsibility for not taking good care of his patients.

There is no choice in this matter even if time can go back.

At that scene, if Zhang Yan had moved a chair and sat there to watch Lin Feng rescue the injured, he would have been beaten half to death by the group of workers.

Zhang Yan didn't want to continue this topic. What had happened had already happened. There was no time machine and no regret medicine. He could only remedy the situation as the situation changed.

Zhang Yan pulled Lin Feng's clothes and pointed to the ATM next to the registration desk, "Lin Feng, can you push me to the ATM to withdraw some cash?"

Lin Feng looked at the ATM machine and thought that Zhang Yan might have been frightened and his memory was disordered.

"Zhang Yan, you didn't even bring your ID card with you, so how could you remember to bring your bank card with you?"

Zhang Yan raised his head and looked at Lin Feng's handsome jawline as if he was looking at a fool. "Don't you know that you can withdraw cash from ATMs without a card?"

Ah? Has society developed to this point now?

Lin Feng usually only carries his mobile phone when he goes out. He can have an electronic version of his ID card. If he really needs to use cash, he will hide a Mao Zedong note in his phone case.

Lin Feng slowly pushed Zhang Yan to the front of the ATM machine, opened the door, and helped Zhang Yan walk in. The space inside was narrow, and there was no room for the wheelchair to turn around, and Zhang Yan would be stuck inside and unable to get out.

"Hold on to your feet for a while, open the door yourself, and then I'll come in to pick you up."

Lin Feng helped Zhang Yan to the machine and was about to go out.

Zhang Yan grabbed Lin Feng's arm and said, "Can you not leave? What if I fall down in there?"

"The firefighters should not have left yet. If you fall down inside, I will have them break it down. You should still have the money to build a small pavilion, Mr. Zhang."

Lin Feng held Zhang Yan's hand again, and loosened Zhang Yan's fingers little by little.

"Don't leave. I don't mind you seeing the password." Zhang Yan still refused to let go and started pouting again.

"Don't do that. If the money in your account is stolen, I will be the first suspect. I can't pay you back even if I don't eat or drink for the rest of my life."

Lin Feng let go of Zhang Yan's hand and walked out decisively. Even brothers should settle accounts clearly. They were just neighbors at best.

Zhang Yan saw that no matter how he tried to persuade the boss to stay, it was useless. He could only grit his teeth and stand against the wall, withdrawing 5,000 yuan from the ATM. He originally wanted to withdraw more, but the limit was reached.

As soon as Zhang Yan pressed the door-opening button, Lin Feng opened the door and supported Zhang Yan. In just a short while, Zhang Yan's breathing had become a little unstable.

"Come, slow down, I'll help you sit down." Lin Feng also noticed the changes in Zhang Yan.

"Where does it hurt more?" Lin Feng squatted down and placed Zhang Yan's feet on the pedal, and asked Zhang Yan softly.

Because he didn't know the cause of Zhang Yan's pain, Lin Feng did not give Zhang Yan any painkillers, fearing that it would affect his judgment.

"The back of the calves and thighs..."

This symptom doesn't sound like a sign of a dislocated broken bone. Lin Feng carefully pressed Zhang Yan's leg muscles and asked, "How about this? Is there any difference? Is it more painful?"

"It hurts. It feels sore when you press it." It seems that the spasm is caused by the wrong position of force, but this does not rule out problems with the bones.

Lin Feng stood up and pushed Zhang Yan to Xiao Tang's side. "You watch him, I'll be there soon."

Lin Feng said this and ran out in a hurry.