Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 127 The service attitude has deteriorated

Lin Feng carried Zhang Yan into the bathroom, let him sit on a chair, and then started to clean the bathtub, filling it with water and considerately adding bubble bath gel.

Zhang Yan sat there, quietly watching what Lin Feng did, with the tip of his tongue against his cheek, looking a little unhappy.

He had made it clear that he could do it and did not need Lin Feng to help him take a bath.

Lin Feng didn't listen to him. He did what he wanted and directly carried Zhang Yan over.

As a disabled person, Zhang Yan is naturally no match for Lin Feng in terms of physical strength and can only let him manipulate him.

This is why Zhang Yan was angry:

In terms of physical strength, Lin Feng now has an overwhelming advantage.

When Lin Feng turned around, he saw Zhang Yan in a bad mood. He smiled silently and rubbed Zhang Yan's hair affectionately.

How can someone be so cute?

Although he is almost thirty years old, he still likes to throw tantrums like a three-year-old child.

Zhang Yan reached out and pulled off Lin Feng's hand that was doing evil on his head. But he didn't say anything, let alone make a noise, he just stared at Lin Feng with round eyes, showing that he was angry.

She was very angry, so she didn't want to talk to Lin Feng.

After all, he was someone who had barely squeezed into the Hurun list with the help of his family's business. How could he behave so childishly? Did his competitors and partners outside know that Zhang Yan was like this in private?

Lin Feng's arm was pulled, but he was not angry

Lin Feng didn't say anything, he just went straight to the point of unzipping Zhang Yan's jacket.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yan almost shouted.

Zhang Yan held his clothes tightly with both hands and locked his eyes with Lin Feng.

"Take a shower? Do you want to take a shower with your clothes on?" Lin Feng felt that Zhang Yan was a little too sensitive.

"I'll take it off myself."

Zhang Yan pushed Lin Feng away a little and took off his jacket and T-shirt.

Just as he was about to stand up and take off his pants, Lin Feng grabbed his shoulder.

Lin Feng squatted down and helped Zhang Yan take off his socks.

This made Zhang Yan's face turn red all of a sudden. It was too embarrassing to help him take off his smelly socks.

Lin Feng didn't mind at all. He took the clothes that Zhang Yan took off naturally and put them into the dirty clothes basket.

Lin Feng stood up, supported Zhang Yan's upper arm, and helped him to stand up. The whole process was gentle yet powerful.

"I'll help you, you stand up slowly, and then take off your pants by yourself. Okay?"

This……

Zhang Yan had never expected that he would take off his clothes in front of Lin Feng. Although they were both grown men, he had never taken off his pants in front of a man.

Zhang Yan knew that if he said no, Lin Feng would probably find other ways to take off his pants himself, so it would be better for him to take them off himself.

With a flushed face, Zhang Yan nodded slightly in the steamy bathroom.

With the help of Lin Feng, Zhang Yan slowly stood up. Although he felt that he could walk, Lin Feng said that his condition was not suitable for walking. He could only listen to him and be careful in everything.

After Zhang Yan stood firmly, Lin Feng slowly moved his hand from Zhang Yan's arm to Zhang Yan's waist.

As soon as he put his hand on it, Zhang Yan shivered.

"Don't move!" Lin Feng put more force on Zhang Yan's waist.

Zhang Yan lowered his head and murmured, "Don't look."

It’s not like you haven’t seen him taking a bath before, why are you being so pretentious now?

Although he felt that Zhang Yan was being too pretentious in this regard, Lin Feng still cooperated and closed his eyes.

He was worried that if he didn't close his eyes, Zhang Yan would just stand there blankly, and his legs would get worse if he turned around, and he would even catch a cold.

Zhang Yan raised his head and saw that Lin Feng had closed his eyes. His curled eyelashes gave people the illusion that he was a doll.

Zhang Yan shyly pulled down his sweatpants and underwear together, then carefully lifted his feet to take off his pants.

"All right."

When Lin Feng heard this, he immediately opened his eyes, but he didn't look around. He only looked at Zhang Yan's face, and then turned his head to the other side.

He moved one hand to Zhang Yan's back, and placed the other hand on Zhang Yan's knees, then he carried him into the bathtub with force.

Zhang Yan looked at Lin Feng's face the whole time, and was relieved when he found that his eyes were not looking around.

After Lin Feng carried Zhang Yan into the bathtub, he walked out of the bathroom, leaving only one sentence, "Wash yourself."

He is truly a gentleman, never looking sideways.

Lin Feng went straight to the kitchen after coming out of the bathroom, picked up a cup of water and drank it in big gulps.

Because he drank too quickly, he choked. Lin Feng lay by the pool and coughed for a long time, his chest heaving violently. Some drops of water slid from the corners of his mouth, flowed along his chin to his Adam's apple and then to his collarbone, disappearing under the collar of his pajamas.

Lin Feng stood leaning against the kitchen counter. There was not much light outside the window except for the street lights, and the world fell into silence.

Lin Feng just stood there, doing nothing, and didn't even take out his phone to kill time.

Lin Feng estimated that he had been out for ten minutes, walked to the bathroom and knocked on the door, "Zhang Yan, are you done with your shower?"

After waiting for about ten seconds and getting no response, Lin Feng knocked on the door again, his pace obviously much more anxious than the first time.

At this time, a muffled voice came from inside: "It's done."

"Then I'm coming in."

"come in."

Lin Feng didn't know what Zhang Yan was doing during these ten seconds.

Zhang Yan tried to stand up from the bathtub by himself, but gave up twice because of the pain. It seems that this time his leg injury has really worsened. He was able to live on his own before, but it seems that he will not be able to take care of himself for a while.

As expected, we should listen to the doctor. Some things cannot be rushed. Too much is as bad as too little. This time, I was in a hurry and failed to let my injured leg rest in time. The gain was not worth the loss.

When Lin Feng walked into the bathroom, he saw Zhang Yan lying under the bubbles. His beautiful chest and abdominal muscles were hidden, leaving only his head exposed. Water droplets were sliding down his wet hair in front of his forehead. He looked just like a picture of a beauty emerging from the bath.

Lin Feng picked up the towel in the alcove, wrapped Zhang Yan's hair, and spread another towel on the seat.

After finishing all this, Lin Feng put his hands into the bathtub and warmed them up. Then he groped his way to put his hands on Zhang Yan's skin and pulled Zhang Yan out of the bathtub.

Lin Feng immediately put a bathrobe on Zhang Yan and threw a towel to him, "Wipe it yourself."

that's it?

Before, when Lin Feng said he wanted to help Zhang Yan take a bath, Zhang Yan thought it would be the kind of bathhouse in Northeast China where they would rub him from head to toe.

As a result, they were just afraid that Zhang Yan would fall, so they gave him some supporting help.

Last time she helped him wipe his body and put on his underwear, why did her service attitude become so bad this time?

If Lin Feng knew that Zhang Yan thought of him this way, he would definitely explain it immediately.

It’s not that Lin Feng didn’t want to help, it’s just that the weather is dry in autumn and he’s afraid that he’ll get a nosebleed if he stays in the bathroom for too long.