Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 270 Unfair

Zhang Yan had half-heartedly finished his rehabilitation training session, but hadn't heard anything more from Lin Feng. Looking at the two of them glued to their phones, Zhang Yan decided to reduce his bonus this month.

Lin Feng was thinking about his next plan when he fell asleep.

He's been so tired lately, and there's nowhere decent for him to rest.

Lin Feng has always had good sleep quality. He can usually fall asleep within three seconds of lying on the bed in the duty room. Moreover, Chen Xiaoping's technique is really good, neither too light nor too heavy.

Lin Feng didn't really care about what those resident trainees were up to. Anyway, Chen Xiaoping was keeping an eye on things, so nothing would go wrong.

Lin Feng wasn't afraid of them stripping him naked. Besides, even if he were stripped naked, he wouldn't care. It was just a few pieces of flesh. They should be used to seeing and touching it after so many years of schooling.

Zhang Yan's keen hearing wasn't working properly anymore; the sounds over there had become quieter, and he could barely hear them.

It's a pity that these eyes can't see through things.

Zhang Yan didn't leave after finishing his rehabilitation training, and the people in the rehabilitation department didn't want to kick him out, since no one would be so foolish as to provoke the God of Wealth.

Even the rehabilitation department, which was originally quite spacious and well-equipped, is now facing some financial strain due to the sudden occupation of two treatment rooms.

How to do?

I dare not disturb Director Chen, much less chase away the God of Wealth.

We just have to put up with it.

As Zhang Yan waited anxiously, there was finally some movement next door, and a large group of students came out.

Finally, the students stopped discussing Lin Feng's physique and instead hung their heads, scratching their heads in frustration.

Just because Chen Xiaoping said this before get out of class ended, "Alright, you've looked at it today and gotten the hang of it. Submit a 3,000-word practical experience report before you leave work tomorrow."

They already have endless instruments to clean and medical records to write every day, but why do they also have to do homework?! Even if they are unwilling, no one dares to protest, since their final evaluation still needs Director Chen's signature.

Chen Xiaoping glanced at Lin Feng's colorful back, gave a wry smile, and casually grabbed a blanket to cover him.

Being the coveted person everyone admires isn't so easy...

Lin Feng wasn't the dean's son, nor did he have a father who was a chairman of the board. The only way for him to gain recognition was through sheer hard work.

Most people are the same.

All I want is a stable job and income.

When Chen Xiaoping left, he closed the door for Lin Feng, suggesting he stay in their rehabilitation ward and take a nap. That was all the help he could offer. He knew how busy the orthopedics department was; half of their rehabilitation ward's patients were transferred from orthopedics.

Zhang Yan noticed that everyone next door had left, but he didn't see Lin Feng come out.

Zhang Yan quickly got into her wheelchair and rolled it to the next room.

When they opened the door next door, they found Lin Feng asleep naked on the treatment bed. Why are doctors so indifferent to having their bodies seen?

With this comparison, it's no wonder that Lin Feng mocked Zhang Yan for days after he removed his urinary catheter.

This is the first time in nearly thirty years that someone has pulled down my pants. Of course, things that happened before I was three or four years old don't count.

Unlike those who study medicine, they've seen countless bodies and are used to it. No wonder they can examine people's bodies so calmly.

Zhang Yan felt increasingly cheated as he thought about it.

He was seen naked by Raymond Lam, while he hadn't even seen Raymond Lam's body yet. It's only 90%, not all of it, so it doesn't count. How can a boy being shirtless be considered undressing?

unfair.

Zhang Yan moved a stool and sat down next to Lin Feng. Thinking it was unfair, her hand unconsciously smoothed out the blanket Chen Xiaoping had carelessly covered him with.

The young nurse walked back and forth in the corridor, and when she got to the nurses' station, she couldn't help but complain.

"You know, rich people are just different from us. After getting treatment, they don't go back to their big villas to lie down; they stay in the hospital. I see everyone else is afraid of catching other diseases, so they go home early."

"That's fine, he's playing on his phone in the therapy room while his two assistants are working in another. Why can't he use his phone anywhere? Why can't he do his work anywhere? He just has to stay here."

The supervising teacher passing by glanced at this clueless girl and said irritably, "The person you look down on is the cash cow that Director Chen managed to snatch from Director Shao of the Orthopedics Department. So, the milk tea you drank the other day was just a brainwashing trick?"

The nurse grumbled indignantly, "I didn't know it was him who gave it to me. I thought it was a reward from you, teacher..."

"I'm not that rich. I need to save my salary to pay for my child's tutoring classes."

"He's a big boss, he's not playing on his phone, he's working. My cousin told me they all apply for things on their phones now, and the boss can approve them anytime, anywhere. The person working in the next room is an assistant, and the one playing games is a bodyguard. Look at those muscles, they look very capable."

"But... if they don't leave, I can't disinfect the physiotherapy room." The nurse was still thinking about her job; she didn't want to get scolded.

"Don't worry, he won't be there for long. Dr. Lin from the orthopedics department is lying there, I bet he'll be called away soon." The orthopedics department won't let him off the hook; when they're busy, he'll be called over even if he's at home.

Sure enough, less than half an hour later, Lin Feng's phone rang. He got up almost reflexively, and before he had even fully opened his eyes, he found the phone just by the sound and answered it immediately.

"Coming right away." Lin Feng only replied with this sentence, not knowing what the other person said, and hurriedly put on his shoes.

Zhang Yan swiftly grabbed Lin Feng's arm, ignoring his lean, muscular physique. "Get dressed..."

Raymond Lam was still half asleep and forgot that he was shirtless.

Lin Feng glanced down at his...abs, casually grabbed his shirt and put it on, only then remembering that Zhang Yan had just reminded him.

“Go back,” Lin Feng glanced at the LED display screen in the corridor, “and tell Auntie I’m not going back for dinner.”

Lin Feng left through the employee entrance without waiting for Zhang Yan's reply.

Zhang Yan stood in front of the door, his blank expression reflected on the access control screen. A crisp, mechanical female voice announced, "Authentication failed."

Zhang Yan smiled absentmindedly, looked down at his legs, and realized that he, a former member of the school basketball team, could no longer keep up with his opponent's pace.

Xiao Tang from next door kicked Suboding's stool: "Let's go, let's go back too."

"What?" Suboding looked up from behind the computer screen.

"Idiot, let's go." Xiao Tang put away his phone, took out his car keys from his pocket and fiddled with them in his hand, went out through this door, and opened the door next door.

All that could be seen was another door to the physiotherapy room being opened, and Zhang Yan was coming from that direction, his steps still a little unsteady.