Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 234: Allow Him to Be Picky

Xiao Tang felt that his 5.0 vision shouldn't cause hallucinations, so something happened yesterday that he didn't know about. The plot development was a bit sudden.

Aunt Liu just thought that since everyone was there, they could just serve the food and eat.

Auntie is of this age and has seen all kinds of things. It’s just a doctor’s good friend holding a lame patient.

Eat. Eat.

"Come, let's eat. I made winter melon meatball soup today. It's said on the Internet that it can help sober up, so I made it specially. Doctor Lin, you should eat more later. It's not easy to buy fresh winter melon in this season."

Aunt Liu kept promoting the product, and Raymond Lam couldn't refuse her kindness.

But he felt bitter. It was already evening and there was no need for him to sober up. His drunkenness had long disappeared in the cup of concentrated instant coffee.

Aunt Liu only knows one side of the story and not the other.

This soup can help sober you up because winter melon is a diuretic, which can help excrete alcohol from the body. This day has passed, and I have gone to the toilet several times, and I have already cleared my bowels.

This winter melon is not as good as watermelon in diuresis.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and served himself a bowl of soup, which had more meatballs and less winter melon.

He didn't want to get up frequently at night, as that would make people think he had a prostate problem.

While drinking the soup, Lin Feng glanced and saw Zhang Yan looking at him with the eyes of a curious baby.

"Why do you want to sober up?"

"Of course it's because of the alcohol."

Drinking? Zhang Yan misunderstood.

"Does your company allow you to drink alcohol while at work? Or did you drink medical alcohol by mistake?"

This is great, the misunderstanding is huge, I can't drink this soup anymore. Don't let it happen and you choke to death before you can pee.

Are you thinking of a perfect excuse, or just telling the truth without getting too serious?

As soon as Lin Feng raised his head, he felt other gazes. Aunt Liu and Xiao Tang also wanted to know the answer.

They probably didn't know they were drinking, did they?

wrong!

Since Aunt Liu made a hangover soup, they must have discovered that they had been drinking.

"Well, I drank. I drank at your house. I drank your red wine."

Lin Feng's honest confession made Zhang Yan even more worried. Normally, Lin Feng didn't smoke or drink, and he was worried that alcohol would paralyze his nerves and cause his hands to tremble. Hand tremors are the biggest taboo for doctors, and this would make him leave the operating table forever.

Lin Feng was drunk, and this was definitely a difficult problem to solve, so Zhang Yan decided to help him.

"Why drink?"

"I couldn't sleep, so I drank something to help me sleep." Lin Feng answered so frankly.

Anyway, he was drinking alone at that time, and no one knew why. Even if there was a surveillance camera, so what? The surveillance camera cannot capture a person's inner thoughts.

Three of us, you look at me, I look at you, and then I look at Raymond Lam.

Xiao Tang knew that Lin Feng was definitely not doing it to help him sleep. No one would get drunk to the point of leaving the door open when sleeping just to help him sleep. What's more, he was a doctor and should be more familiar with the body's reactions.

He just wanted to numb himself and get drunk.

Xiao Tang glanced at Lin Feng twice again, and seeing that he was drinking his soup calmly, he withdrew his gaze and concentrated on eating.

"How could you be so stupid, kid? You couldn't drink like that even if you couldn't sleep. You almost ended up sleeping on the street. Doctor Lin, I think you can't drink much. You'd better not drink anymore. It's not safe."

Aunt Liu doesn't want to go through what happened that morning again.

Zhang Yan leaned back in his chair and looked at Lin Feng. His eyes clearly showed the expression of watching Lin Feng acting.

Since Lin Feng didn't want to say it, Zhang Yan wouldn't force him. There would be plenty of ways to find out later anyway.

Several people finished their meals with their own thoughts. Xiao Tang finished first. "Boss, I'm done. I have something else to do. I'll leave first."

If he didn't leave, Xiao Tang couldn't help but tell Zhang Yan what he saw and heard in the morning. After all, it only took a few minutes for Lin Feng to serve soup, set out dishes, and serve Zhang Yan a small bowl of mixed grain rice. That means he would turn around and look at Zhang Yan once every half a minute.

What Xiao Tang called the most important thing to do was to turn right after leaving the community and stop at a snack bar. "Boss, a big bowl of beef noodles, a bowl of fried rice, and five skewers of meat."

"okay!"

Xiao Tang was not full. He finished the bowl of rice in just two bites. He didn't eat much of the dishes either. The sobering dishes were too bland and didn't go well with rice or satisfy his hunger.

Lin Feng was full. Not only did he eat himself, he also supervised Zhang Yan to eat well.

Zhang Yan is a bit picky about food and doesn’t like to eat many vegetables. While eating, he frowns and throws the vegetables he doesn’t like into the bone dish, muttering, “These are all vegetables I don’t like.”

Lin Feng had been keeping an eye on Zhang Yan, so he naturally saw Zhang Yan's little movements at the first moment and also heard Zhang Yan's whispered complaints.

So, Lin Feng first helped Zhang Yan pick out the vegetables that he didn't like, such as carrots, coriander, etc., and then gave the vegetables to Zhang Yan.

Who says you can’t be picky about food?

I have lived for thirty years, even if I am a picky eater, I am still living well. Life as an adult is already so hard, why not let go of yourself?

"Auntie doesn't allow me to be picky about food. She will be angry if she sees me not eating." Zhang Yan was naturally happy to see Lin Feng helping him choose vegetables, but he was afraid that Aunt Liu would be sad.

It turns out that only the person who cooks has the right to speak.

Lin Feng came over and quietly patted Zhang Yan's thigh, "It's okay, I'll help you eat it, so Aunt Liu won't find out."

Lin Feng naturally picked up his chopsticks and ate all the vegetables he had picked from Zhang Yan's bone dish.

Zhang Yan's eyes were as big as bells, and he didn't dare to breathe, for he was afraid that he would scream as soon as he opened his mouth.

In this bone dish, there are bones that he just vomited out...

Although there is a distance of one centimeter, but...

Zhang Yan was still very shocked, and even seemed to be frozen for a few seconds, forgetting to chew.

Growing up, his family has always had a separate dining system, and no one would eat the leftovers that he doesn't like.

The Zhang family has always taught children not to talk while eating or sleeping, not to be picky about food, and not to waste food.

Therefore, Zhang Yan has always been forced to eat the dishes he dislikes first, and then eat the dishes he likes, so that he won’t feel so uncomfortable.

Now Lin Feng had eaten all the dishes he didn't like. The first thing Zhang Yan thought of was that this doctor was unhygienic and not picky about food.

The two of them acted like thieves, afraid that Aunt Liu would find out that Zhang Yan was picky about food. In fact, Aunt Liu had already finished eating and went to the storage room to organize things. It seemed impolite to watch others eat after eating a full meal.

The things on the shelf are all covered in dust, so Aunt Liu plans to tidy them up. Su Boding said a few days ago that he wanted to get some tea to drink, so Aunt Liu found a few boxes but didn't know which one to give him.

Aunt Liu was just about to take the tea to the restaurant when she saw two people facing each other, talking about something in the distance. Aunt Liu withdrew her left foot.