Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 154 Just By the Way

Dr. Lin was so busy that he had no time to eat. After performing several surgeries, he didn't have a proper meal for the whole day.

He was wearing a surgical gown handed down from the hospital, and the trouser legs were leaking air. The wisps of air might look like trouser legs, but if you didn't know, you'd think they were strips of cloth.

Add to that Lin Feng's dark circles from not sleeping well, and his hungry and tired expression. No matter how you look at it, he is the young leader of the Beggars' Sect, and the reason why he is the young leader is because of this face.

When I walked out of the operating room and looked at the time, I realized that there was no food in the cafeteria again.

Lin Feng returned to the office and ordered a takeaway because he was too tired and had no appetite to eat.

I opened the food delivery app and ordered some porridge, pot stickers and the like, hoping to drink some soup to warm my stomach and moisten my throat.

While waiting for the takeaway, Lin Feng opened the medical record of the patient who had surgery today and prepared to write the case report. As he was writing, he could not open his eyes.

The phone rang, and I saw it was takeout, so I quickly answered it, "Oh, put it on the nurse's table, I'll get it right away."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng took a deep breath. He didn’t know how long he had slept, but estimated it to be half an hour based on the delivery time of the takeaway.

Lin Feng washed his face first before going to the nurses' station to get dinner.

I don't know what gossip the young nurses at the nurses' desk are chatting about, they are talking and laughing.

When they saw someone passing by, they immediately dispersed a little. When they saw it was Lin Feng, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Doctor Lin, you haven't gone home from get off work yet?"

"I'm on duty today."

"Hey, look at my brain, how could I have forgotten about this." The young nurse glanced at the shift schedule posted on the table, and it was indeed Lin Feng's shift.

"What are you talking about? You look so happy." Lin Feng didn't want the situation to be so awkward, so he just asked casually.

"Zhang Lingbei learned to drive on that variety show, but he failed the second test. I didn't expect he still doesn't have a driver's license." A young nurse took over the conversation.

"He even said on Weibo that he was learning to drive in order to inherit his uncle's luxury car."

"Hahaha, why is he so cute..."

"By the way, I haven't seen him for a long time." A young nurse said with a lost look on her face.

"We're on a TV show now..." a young nurse retorted.

"Sister, I mean meeting him face to face. He hasn't been here for a long time."

"It's been so long since the God of Wealth was discharged from the hospital. How could this young master still come to our hospital?"

"The God of Wealth doesn't come to our department anymore. He went upstairs. I heard that he looks even more handsome. I heard that Director Chen from the rehabilitation department upstairs developed a set of rehabilitation training exercises for him. Now his muscle lines look even better." The young nurse was almost drooling.

"If you want to see it, just sneak upstairs and take a peek."

"I can not……"

"Look at how little you have, you don't even have the guts to do that but you're drooling."

"I am greedy. The food at the God of Wealth's house is delicious."

Seeing that these people were talking more and more nonsense, Lin Feng took the takeaway and went back to his office.

I opened the takeaway and scooped up the porridge while checking the unread messages on my phone. Most of them were messages from the work group, and some were pushed by public accounts.

Lin Feng looked at the content and selected some to reply.

When he turned to the last page, Lin Feng saw Zhang Yan’s message “Good afternoon”.

What's going on?

Lin Feng looked at the sky outside the window. Should he reply "good night"?

Lin Feng poured a packet of vinegar on the pot stickers and added a little chili.

He took a bite and it tasted sour and spicy, but not amazing. I don't know why Zhang Yan likes this taste. His wound hasn't healed yet, but he wants to eat spicy food.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng opened the chat history with Director Chen, which contained a screenshot of Zhang Yan's rehabilitation appointment schedule.

Well... tomorrow morning, Zhang Yan will come for rehabilitation.

After eating and organizing the medical records on hand, Lin Feng went to do the final rounds, especially for the three patients who had undergone surgery today.

"Be careful, don't give him anything to eat. When he farts, go to the cafeteria and get some rice soup for him to drink. Family members should pay attention to the urine bag at night."

Lin Feng explained in detail again before walking to the nurses' station.

"Remember to take the temperature and blood pressure of the patients who will be operating today. I'm going to rest first. Call me if you need anything."

Lin Feng really couldn't take it anymore. He didn't sleep well last night and he had to follow several operations today. If he continued like this, he would soon have the same hairstyle as Director Shao.

The young man who was once full of vigor and vitality is now so tired that he staggers when he walks.

I shouldn’t dream today.

Lin Feng was lying on the bunk bed, reviewing today's work, which should have been arranged.

However, it seemed as if he had missed something. Lin Feng thought about it for a long time but couldn't remember what it was and fell asleep directly.

Zhang Yan had opened the dialog box for the third time within a minute, and the conversation was still at "Good afternoon".

It's late at night now.

Zhang Yan, who was used to getting responses to the messages he sent out, was not used to it this time.

Even if you just mechanically reply with "OK" like your subordinates at work, that's fine too.

What is going on now?

You were so attentive and caring yesterday, but today you just ignore me?

No, it was Zhang Yan who called Lin Feng to help yesterday, so Lin Feng came.

No matter what kind of relationship a person is in, he cannot be the one who takes the initiative, otherwise he will be the passive one.

Only when there is give and take can there be depth and shallowness.

Zhang Yan couldn't wait for the reply he wanted, so he simply turned off his computer and mobile phone screens. He felt annoyed by the endless work.

We have all died once, so there is no need to be so diligent. The most important thing is to live a healthy life.

Maybe one day he will abandon this mess and run away. Anyway, if they can't find him at home, they will capture Zhang Lingbei, who is "not doing his job properly", and bring him back to inherit the family business.

From then on, she signed a contract to sell herself and worked like a slave to support the Zhang family's food, drink and entertainment expenses.

Thinking of Zhang Lingbei, that kid actually overcame his psychological fear and participated in that driving learning variety show just for the car in his family’s garage.

It’s okay. Although I failed the exam, I wasn’t scared to tears.

Zhang Yan estimated that if there wasn’t a camera filming, this bastard would most likely choose to give up.

Fortunately, he is still an idol who respects himself.

Zhang Yan gathered the documents on the table and saw the sticky note written by Lin Feng stuck on the corner of the table.

Zhang Yan took out a notepad from the drawer and said, "Make a breakfast for Dr. Lin as well and pack it up."

Sometimes, written words are warmer.

Zhang Yan thought that when he went for rehabilitation training tomorrow morning, he could give breakfast to Lin Feng. Just like Aunt Liu said, cooking for one person is cooking, and cooking for two people is also cooking.

It's just by the way.

When Zhang Yan went to the kitchen to drink water, he stuck the note on the refrigerator door so that Aunt Liu could see it when she opened the refrigerator.