Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

"Oh, you definitely don't know. You were under general anesthesia at the time." Lin Feng chopped wood while calmly talking about his work experience. "Orthopedics is a very physically demanding department."

Lin Feng waited for a long time but did not get a reply from Zhang Yan. Then he looked up to see if the person had left.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Zhang Yan standing there leaning against the side. With this posture and this side profile, he looks no worse than the stars on the advertising pages in any random shot.

"If you continue to stand in this position, when you go back, Director Chen from the rehabilitation department will not only scold you, but me as well."

Lin Feng was holding an axe, which looked very intimidating.

Zhang Yan was indeed shocked, but he was not shocked by Lin Feng’s axe, but by his words.

"How could Director Chen know that I'm on vacation here with you?" Zhang Yan did not doubt the credibility of Lin Feng's words. Instead, he was a little confused about how Director Chen learned about his itinerary.

Zhang Yan added Director Chen on WeChat, but he used a work account, which he never posts to Moments. Although he rarely posts to Moments on his personal account, he did post one this time, and it was an orange.

"I saw Director Chen liked a post on Su Boding's WeChat Moments, which showed a picture of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Unfortunately, I also took a picture of that plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and posted it on WeChat Moments."

Upon hearing what Lin Feng said, Zhang Yan immediately took out his phone and started looking through the two people’s Moments. It was indeed the same plate of osmanthus cake, just from a different angle.

There is more later, [Another day of buying milk tea for the boss].

Well, very good. It can be seen that Su Boding’s Moments are never visible to groups, and Director Chen actually has the leisure to like the patient’s assistant’s post.

That’s right. The rehabilitation department works from 8 a.m. to 5 p.m., so there’s not much need to be on duty or work overtime, so naturally there’s time to check the Moments.

Lin Feng quietly watched Zhang Yan swiping on his phone, "Can you stand up straight?"

This sudden sound frightened Zhang Yan so much that he started to shudder.

"I think Director Chen also likes this sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Why don't I make an appointment with him and ask him to take a day off and come here to enjoy the beautiful scenery, drink tea, and eat some cakes."

Lin Feng's smile was unusually gentle. It should be said that he is a person who seldom smiles. Due to his personality, he is usually calm and not used to smile. After becoming a doctor, he takes everything seriously and never smiles.

The more Zhang Yan looked at this smile, the more guilty he felt. He used the axe in Lin Feng's hand, which was like a toy, to persuade him to retreat.

"Excuse me, I'll take my leave now."

Zhang Yan went back to the warehouse to drink tea around the fire.

The aroma from the casserole made people's stomachs growl. Su Boding asked when he could eat no less than three times, but was ruthlessly rejected by Xiao Tang every time.

Eat, eat, eat. All he does is eat. Zhang Yan felt a little angry when he thought that his itinerary might be exposed because of Su Boding’s circle of friends.

However, he did not ask Subodin to block anyone, or require him to post things in groups in the future.

His circle of friends is his private life, he is not using the company's account to post nonsense.

The boss also needs to have a sense of propriety. The assistant is not his slave, and the assistant's social life is not within his control.

It’s not easy to be a boss nowadays.

It is said that if a company has a work group, then there must be more than one communication group without a boss. Even if they curse you behind your back, that is what they deserve. Who doesn't curse for money when they go to work?

Zhang Yan didn't want to go to work either, but he would have no money if he didn't work. According to the development direction before he joined the company a few years ago, the group might have reached the stage of property liquidation.

It is true that a rich man who has fallen on hard times can still live better than the average person, but can the people around him and his family accept this gap?

Of course not. It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

It was windy outside, with gusts of wind and the sound of leaves falling and being blown away by the wind.

Fallen leaves cannot choose their own destination; they stay wherever the wind takes them.

Lin Feng chopped firewood in the yard for a while and found that the wind was getting stronger, so he hugged a bundle of firewood and hid in the warehouse.

"It's getting colder outside."

Lin Feng grabbed Xiaobao who was trying to sneak out to play at the door. The wind was so strong that a kid like Xiaobao would be blown away.

Zhang Yan handed a roasted orange to Lin Feng, "Be careful, it's hot!"

Lin Feng carefully peeled the orange peel and heated the orange. It tasted different, a bit like the sweet orange soup he had when he was a child.

Taking a glance, I saw peanuts, chestnuts, and ginkgo nuts on the stove.

"Where did these ginkgo nuts come from?" This question was asked to Xiao Tang. It was useless to ask the two social elites in the city.

"I got it from the construction site."

Xiao Tang added another piece of firewood into the stove, and the scent of camphor immediately spread to every corner of the warehouse.

"The workers on the construction site said they picked it up in the woods after get off work. Why can't we pick it up?"

The workers on the construction site are generally frugal. Although their wages are not low, they are reluctant to spend money. Hearing that ginkgo nuts are a tonic, they pick them up and eat them.

There are no shops around the construction site. At most, you can go to the store at the entrance of the village to buy some cigarettes and alcohol. Occasionally, there are mobile vendors riding three-wheeled motorcycles to sell fruits, but you usually can't afford to buy from them.

The money they earn is often used by more than a dozen people in their family, so how could they dare to squander this hard-earned money on themselves?

"Oh, I picked it up there. It's okay. I just picked it up randomly. It's just like when we went to pick osmanthus flowers that day. It's a greening tree. The owner doesn't make money by selling osmanthus flowers and ginkgo nuts. In previous years, these ginkgo nuts fell and rotted on the ground. It was impossible to pick them up."

Lin Feng peeled a ginkgo nut, removed the core, put it in his mouth and tasted it. It was indeed not very delicious.

"I want to eat too. I want to be a pistachio too." When Xiaobao saw Lin Feng eating, she wanted to eat too.

This really cannot be fed to children. Even if it is fried shrimps, the shrimps cannot be fed to children.

"Be good, Xiaobao, don't eat it. This is not a pistachio, it's medicine, and it's bitter."

When Xiaobao heard Lin Feng say that it was bitter, he immediately covered his mouth and ran away.

"Is it really bitter?" Zhang Yan felt that this was just an excuse Lin Feng used to fool the children.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Lin Feng took a ginkgo nut, peeled it, removed the core, and put it in Zhang Yan's hand.

Zhang Yan took it in his mouth doubtfully, chewed it for a while, and it was so bitter that he wanted to spit it out. Lin Feng saw that this expression was not right, and immediately covered Zhang Yan's mouth with his hand.

"Swallow it."

It's such a small pill that you can swallow it just by closing your eyes and stretching your neck.

It's just a little bit bitter, but it's not worth spitting out.