Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

The ward rounds had just ended and the door of the ward had just opened when a beautiful woman in high heels ran straight to bed 62.

Zhang Yan heard the knock on the door and wondered why the nurse came so early to give him an IV. "Come in."

Hearing the wrong footsteps, Zhang Yan looked up and saw Yang Qian standing at the head of his bed, looking like she was about to cry, as if her leg was broken.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang Yan's already bad mood was ruined when he thought about it so early in the morning.

"Brother Zhang Yan, I heard that you were injured. I didn't sleep well all night, so I came to see you immediately." As she spoke, she was about to cry.

"Oh? Where did you hear it?" Zhang Yan knew that he could no longer hide the news of his injury and hospitalization, and his tone was filled with impatience.

"You didn't go to Aken's birthday party yesterday, and no one had heard from you for a long time, so I took the initiative to find my aunt to ask about your recent situation. It was because you didn't contact me, and I was afraid that you were busy, so I didn't dare to call you.

How did you get hurt? Where did you go? Let me see. I'm scared to death." Yang Qian started crying and hugged Zhang Yan, and then she was about to feel Zhang Yan's bones.

Zhang Yan was so scared that he dodged, "Uh..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did I crush you? Is it serious? What should I do? What should I do?"

When Yang Qian stomped her feet in her high heels, Zhang Yan calmly pressed the call bell, asking someone to come and rescue him quickly.

Lin Feng had just finished making rounds with the director. The director went to the operating table. He was writing out a prescription in the office when he heard the nurse at the nurses' station outside calling him.

"Doctor Lin, Bed 62 is calling you over." When Xiao Zhou heard the call bell for Bed 62, he showed a level of work enthusiasm he had never shown in the years since he joined the job.

Although I don't know the relationship between Zhang Lingbei and Zhang Yan, it is likely that they are relatives. Orthopedics is really good. If I can't see Young Master Zhang Lingbei, it's also pleasing to the eye to see this CEO more. If you are not active in eating melons, you have problems with your thinking.

Xiao Zhou walked into the VIP ward with bed 62 and saw a woman in her twenties with a good figure and wearing expensive-looking clothes.

It turns out that rich people’s friends are all rich people, and handsome guys’ friends are beautiful women.

God knows how much she wanted to gossip and ask who this beautiful woman was, but her job didn't allow it.

"Bed 62, the doctor is still writing a prescription for your medicine today. We will arrange for you to have an IV soon. Are you feeling unwell anywhere?" Xiao Zhou asked as professionally as possible.

"Well, I feel a little uncomfortable where my wound is. Can Dr. Lin come and take a look?"

"Okay, okay." Xiao Zhou was no longer in the mood to watch the show, so he immediately went to the doctor's office to find Dr. Lin.

When Lin Feng heard that Zhang Yan was feeling uncomfortable with his wound, he quickly put down his work and went to the ward.

When he walked into the ward, he saw a beautiful woman sitting on the sofa crying, and Zhang Yan lying on the bed with a frown on his brow.

"What's wrong? Does the wound hurt? How did it happen?" Lin Feng was a little nervous. If the bone that was put together with great difficulty was displaced, the stitches would have to be removed and put back together again.

Zhang Yan didn't say anything, just nodded.

Lin Feng didn't care about the beauty. He pulled up the curtain, lifted the quilt and started to check the wound.

Hmm? Isn't this good?

Thinking of the beauty sitting outside whom he had never seen before, Lin Feng could only ask quietly: "Aren't you fine? What are you doing? I still have work to do."

As he said that, he was about to leave.

"Help me, help me." Zhang Yan clasped his hands together and begged Lin Feng.

Lin Feng turned his head and pointed his chin outside.

"That's my blind date. Help me get rid of her. It'd be best if it's done once and for all."

There was no way. Lin Feng had just finished the breakfast made by Aunt Liu, and it was difficult to refuse Zhang Yan's request. He didn't understand the world of the rich. But a beautiful woman crying in the ward was not a good influence.

"Are you sure?" Lin Feng confirmed with Zhang Yan in a low voice.

Zhang Yan nodded eagerly.

"There's nothing wrong with the wound. Hmm? Zhang Yan, what's wrong with you? Why can't you urinate on your own again? Are you feeling nothing?" Lin Feng asked Zhang Yan loudly.

Zhang Yan's face was filled with surprise, confusion, and anger. He stared at Lin Feng with his round almond-shaped eyes, but he didn't know how to refute.

"Your condition may be nerve compression caused by a fracture. I will report this to the director. If it is not handled properly, it may affect your future functions." Lin Feng was talking nonsense in a serious manner.

Lin Feng walked out of the curtain and saw Yang Qian standing there in a daze, not crying anymore. She was probably still digesting the news about the functional disorder.

"Miss, if you are not a family member, please leave first. Today's visit ends here. Mr. Zhang Yan's wound needs to be treated."

The cold-faced handsome guy is not called that for nothing. His cold face and serious words are really scary.

Although she couldn't accept the news for a while, Yang Qian had no choice but to go out obediently.

Lin Feng saw the person leave and pulled open the curtain, "The person is gone."

"Lin Feng, you're messing with me!" When Zhang Yan saw the man leave, he immediately became energetic and couldn't help but raise his voice.

Lin Feng shrugged: "As you wish, once and for all."

Zhang Yan was furious. He had brought this upon himself. What else could he do? He could just keep sulking.

Zhang Yan was fine, so Lin Feng went back to the office to work.

"Be careful, don't let the paparazzi follow your relatives and friends here, after all, your young master has already become a hot topic. This is a hospital." Lin Feng kindly reminded them. Today a beautiful woman is crying here, and tomorrow there will be another one. What should they do?

"I didn't expect Dr. Lin to care about the entertainment industry?"

"I'm not a bald old uncle."

Passing by the nurse's station, I saw Xiao Zhou's eager eyes. "What's wrong with bed 62?"

"Nothing, he's just being pretentious." Lin Feng didn't know how to explain, so he made up a lie.

"Where's that pretty lady?"

"gone."

Sure enough, within two hours, not only did the company's executives come to care about her, but her friends also came to comfort her. But this comfort sounded strange, and no one knew what Yang Qian said to that group of people.

"Brother Yan, I heard that you were injured. Take good care of yourself and I will come to see you another day."

"Yan, you must take good care of him. This disease can be cured."

"Brother Zhang, let's listen to the doctor and don't let the disease develop."

Zhang Yan simply turned his phone to silent mode and dozed off on the bed.

In the afternoon, Su Boding came to the ward with documents and saw Zhang Yan lying dejectedly on the bed, looking out the window.

Outsiders think that the overbearing CEO can do whatever he wants, but little do they know that the CEO is the one with the least freedom. Even though he is in the hospital, he still has endless work to do. There is also a group of people who are trying to find out about Zhang Yan's injury.

"Push me out for a walk. The doctor said I can go downstairs and bask in the sun." Zhang Yan looked at the Ferris wheel outside the window. It was an amusement park opposite the hospital.

Su Boding pushed Zhang Yan to the small park downstairs of the inpatient department to get some fresh air. There were some recreational facilities in the park, and some children in hospital gowns were playing on the slide, swings, and seesaws.

Vitality and death, suddenly in harmony.

A child who looked only two or three years old staggered over and stood one meter in front of Zhang Yan. He called out crisply, "Dad!"

"I didn't expect you to become a father at such a young age." Lin Feng appeared out of nowhere, wearing a white coat, with his hands in his pockets, and a pair of wings behind him.