Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Lin Feng looked at Zhang Yan's dazed look and thought he was a little cute. He put the small stool back beside the bed and lowered his head to chuckle at the idiot.

"What? Are you stunned? Do you not want to remove the plaster?"

Zhang Yan finally came back to his senses, raised his head, and stared at Lin Feng with his round eyes, trying to tell the truth from his face. After looking for a long time, he still didn't see the answer he wanted from this cold face.

"Can I really remove the plaster? I see it takes others several months to remove it."

"Mr. Zhang, technology is advancing and the times are changing. We have injected dozens of titanium alloy points into your legs. Some of the broken bones were too small to be pieced together, so we used 3D printing technology to fill them in for you. Didn't I tell you this when I just finished the surgery?"

If the examination had not shown no blood clots on the brain, Lin Feng would have suspected that Zhang Yan's brain was damaged.

"Did you say that? I don't remember. Maybe it was because I was in so much pain at the time that I was in a daze and didn't hear what you said."

Zhang Yan refused to admit that he had forgotten, and Lin Feng did not remind Zhang Yan that he had signed the informed consent form for the surgery and later signed the postoperative precautions.

This new technology has not been used much, and the only drawback is that it is too expensive and cannot be reimbursed by medical insurance. But Mr. Zhang is rich, so of course he should use this high-tech technology, after all, there are too few opportunities to use it.

"Let's go. I'll take you to the dressing room to remove the plaster." Lin Feng still carried Zhang Yan to the wheelchair. "This is the last time I'll carry you. From now on, you can walk on your own with crutches. It's much more convenient."

"Don't be so happy. I'm not that heavy. I think Doctor Lin is enjoying it too." Zhang Yan suddenly felt reluctant to let go. After all, Lin Feng's movements were gentle, and that broad embrace was quite comfortable. From now on, he would have to walk with great effort by himself.

Bah, bah, bah. How can I, as a grown man, covet such a small enjoyment?

Lin Feng took Zhang Yan to the dressing room, picked him up and sat him on the examination bed, and carefully removed the heavy plaster.

He unwrapped the gauze layer by layer, slowly revealing the wound on his leg. Zhang Yan originally thought it would be a hideous scar like a centipede. Although grown men are more accepting of scars, it is still a bit scary after all.

I didn't expect that what I saw were long and thin marks, which I probably wouldn't be able to see unless I looked closely.

"How is it? My skills are pretty good. I went to the Department of Plastic Surgery for further training. When I was in college, I won the first prize in the suturing skills competition. I have sewed all the meat dishes in my house. I will give you chicken soup with four legs and six wings later. Whatever you eat will replenish your body. The more you eat, the more you will replenish your body."

"No, I'll just eat something normal. It's not easy for the chicks, and you must be tired too." Zhang Yan felt that if he continued listening, he would not have to eat dinner.

Lin Feng disinfected Zhang Yan's wound carefully, "It will be a little painful, just bear with it." He fixed the position of the wound with a patch, then carefully wrapped it with gauze and tied a beautiful bow.

"Wait a moment, I'll go get the equipment and be back soon, don't move."

Zhang Yan waited for a while and saw Lin Feng coming back pushing a small cart with a pile of crutches on it.

"What is this?"

"This is a brace, it serves as a fixed support. Although you can walk now, you still need protection."

Lin Feng connected the brackets one by one according to the shape of Zhang Yan's legs and tightened them with screws. This process was long and meticulous.

Zhang Yan held his chin and watched Lin Feng fiddling with those things. His hands were so beautiful, slender and powerful, very suitable for holding a scalpel.

Long eyelashes, fluttering. Eyes looking downwards, high nose bridge, plump M-shaped lips, perfect figure, long legs, wide waist and narrow shoulders. Nuwa must have been too partial when she created man, making him so good-looking that he could be used as a graduation project.

Zhang Yan thinks that he is also handsome, but not as stunning as Raymond Lam. The first thing that one can see and remember in the crowd is Raymond Lam's dark complexion.

I don’t know if it’s because he has been staying in the hospital for many years and hasn’t participated in many outdoor activities, but Raymond Lam’s skin is particularly white, the kind of cold white skin that can glow.

Zhang Yan is the unlucky guy who gets tanned the moment he gets white. When he was in school, he loved playing basketball, so he had a healthy wheat-colored complexion throughout his school years. After he started working, he didn't have much free time, so he played basketball occasionally, but it was indoors, which is why he got a little whiter.

"Come on, try to stand up." Lin Feng helped Zhang Yan to stand up slowly.

Zhang Yan couldn't find his center of gravity after not standing for so long and was about to fall. Lin Feng quickly rescued him and put his arm around Zhang Yan's waist, and it was really just one arm.

"Take your time. Lean on me first, then try to stand up on your own."

Zhang Yan almost stuck himself to Lin Feng. He didn't dare to put any force on his left foot and stood on only one foot.

Lin Feng also saw Zhang Yan's condition. He was not confident in himself. "It's okay. I'll fix it for you. This bracket will support all your stress points, and you will be able to stand on your injured leg. Even if you don't believe in yourself, you have to believe in my skills."

Zhang Yan carefully tried to stand on his own feet. Lin Feng handed him a crutch at the right time. With the help of the crutch, Zhang Yan was able to stand up on his own.

"Try to take two steps."

Zhang Yan looked at Lin Feng as if he was a fool. "Brother, are you kidding me? I just stood up and you let me go. You're hoping that I'll fall flat on my face."

Although Zhang Yan didn't say it out loud and only complained in his heart, Lin Feng knew from his expression that he was definitely scolding him.

"You won't fall, just take smaller steps and walk slower." Lin Feng walked around behind Zhang Yan and patiently coaxed him to take the first hesitant step. He held Zhang Yan's side with both hands, just to help him up the moment he fell and avoid a second injury.

"I remember you have a meeting tonight. It will definitely be better for you to walk in with crutches than in a wheelchair." Lin Feng was really heartbreaking.

Those old men asked about Zhang Yan's injury every now and then. Whether they were concerned or wanted to take advantage of Zhang Yan's hospitalization to do something else, only they themselves knew. Today's charity fund project launch meeting was also a warning to them. Zhang Yan was fine, he could still stand and look down on these evil spirits with different intentions.

The autumn sunset is not hot, but it casts a golden glow on the corridor through the windows. The Ferris wheel in the distance is like a glittering golden wheel. If the carousel is the beginning of a fairy tale, then the Ferris wheel is a turning point in this fairy tale, leading to the station of love.

Aunt Liu and Su Boding couldn't believe it when they saw Zhang Yan practicing walking with crutches in the corridor. They thought Zhang Yan would have to live in a wheelchair for a year or so.

"Oh, my young master, please be careful. You are going to scare my heart out." Aunt Liu quickly put the food box on the ground and went to help Zhang Yan.

"Aunt Liu, let me do it, let me do it." Su Boding also came to his senses and wanted to support Zhang Yan.

As soon as Su Boding's hand touched Zhang Yan's shoulder, Lin Feng patted him, "Let him walk by himself, he can do it. It's just a walk of three to five meters. He must practice to this level today."

Seeing Lin Feng talking to him so seriously, Su Boding thought that this was a training specially arranged by Lin Feng for today's meeting. Su Boding took a half step back and let Zhang Yan go by himself.

"Oh, Xiao Su, Doctor Lin, this won't work. This leg just had surgery and it can't take much." Aunt Liu was so anxious that she was about to start working.

"Aunt Liu, we have to trust the doctor and Mr. Zhang." Su Boding quickly supported Aunt Liu. If he were to collide with her, Zhang Yan's bones, which had been so hard to put together, would fall apart again.

Zhang Yan stopped to catch his breath, and there was already a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Seeing him like this, Lin Feng knew that his physical strength was about to reach its limit, so he quickly pushed the wheelchair over for him to sit on.