Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

When Zhang Yan thought about the arduous task ahead of him, he decided to listen carefully to Lin Feng, actively undergo rehabilitation, and strive to be able to walk independently as soon as possible.

A healthy body is the capital of revolution.

This family can break up, and it basically broke up in the previous generation.

The family business can be ruined, but it cannot be ruined in Zhang Yan's hands. He also doesn't want to see Zhang Lingbei squander all the family fortune.

He understood the principle, but rehabilitation was too painful.

Zhang Yan was still hesitating and thinking about random things, when he suddenly heard Lin Feng urging him, "Zhang Yan, do you want to put some spicy food in your wontons?"

Lin Feng was really impatient waiting. If it weren't for Zhang Yan's kindness to him in the past, he would have wanted to scold him. It was such a long way, several minutes had passed, and Zhang Yan hadn't come over yet.

Of course, if Zhang Yan came here in an electric wheelchair, he would have been at the table long ago. That night, Lin Feng probably wouldn't have had a good look for Zhang Yan.

How courageous are you?

Zhang Yan actually dared not listen to the doctor. He didn't want this leg anymore.

Lin Feng was holding Zhang Yan's wonton bowl in one hand and a large iron spoon in the other. If the people in the hospital saw that posture, the title of the flower of the mountain would no longer belong to Lin Feng.

Zhang Yan finally walked into the restaurant and saw Lin Feng's exaggerated actions.

Zhang Yan was petrified and stood there in a daze. For a moment, he didn't know whether Lin Feng was going to smash his bowl or hit him on the head with the iron spoon.

Neither of them is a good thing.

Zhang Yan was frightened and hesitated to move forward.

I never expected that Zhang Yan could have a Hongmen Banquet in his own home. His fish should still be considered fresh meat.

I hope Dr. Lin will show mercy.

When Lin Feng couldn't help but want to shout again, Zhang Yan finally came out from the study, and his steps were more worried than stepping on a landmine.

Lin Feng made a preliminary judgment from Zhang Yan's steps at a glance, and insisted on doing rehabilitation, but his movements were not standard, and the amount of rehabilitation training was totally insufficient.

Zhang Yan was afraid of pain and was lazy, and the rehabilitation therapists were even more afraid that Zhang Yan would feel pain, which resulted in Lin Feng being away from home for more than ten days while Zhang Yan did not make any progress at all.

Lin Feng was so angry that he was at a loss for words.

Lin Feng placed Zhang Yan's bowl of wontons heavily on the dining table, picked up the iron spoon and waved it at Zhang Yan twice. Zhang Yan felt the pressure from Dr. Lin.

It just made him angry for a moment.

Lin Feng turned around and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of hot sauce for Zhang Yan. It was made by Aunt Qinfen. It was so fragrant and tasted better than those sold in supermarkets. Maybe it was because of the extra wok flavor. It was the taste of a farm mother, a unique taste.

Zhang Yan looked at the bottle of hot sauce on the table and couldn't help but smile.

Lin Feng is a man who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. He must have scolded him several times in his heart, but he still restrained himself. He just asked him in a bad tone if he could eat spicy food, and he just made a little loud noise when he put the bowl down.

You see, he brought the hot sauce after all.

Zhang Yan quickened his pace and sat down on the open dining chair. Smelling the aroma of the chicken soup, Zhang Yan's hunger was magnified countless times, so he grabbed a spoon and prepared to eat a wonton to taste the delicious aroma.

Before Zhang Yan's hand even touched the bowl, he was hit on the back of his hand by chopsticks.

It’s Raymond Lam.

"You're preparing to eat without even washing your hands... Isn't that dirty!"

After being scolded by Lin Feng, Zhang Yan realized that he was so busy eating wontons that he forgot to wash his hands.

Subconsciously, I put my hands on the table and prepared to stand up.

Not washing hands before eating is definitely in the top ten behaviors that Dr. Lin cannot tolerate.

If Dr. Lin is annoyed, then this meal will definitely not be enjoyable. Rather than causing trouble for Dr. Lin, Zhang Yan would rather put himself in a difficult position.

Before Zhang Yan stood up, a pack of wet wipes appeared at his hand.

Lin Feng took out a wet tissue and handed it to Zhang Yan, "Wipe it and eat quickly."

"Doctor Lin is so nice to our boss..." Subodh said to Xiao Tang beside him while washing his hands.

nonsense!

It took Xiao Tang enough time to eat two bowls of wontons after Zhang Yan, the cripple, stood up, washed his hands by the sink, and returned to the dining table. Lin Feng didn't want to keep everyone waiting for Zhang Yan, after all, he was also very hungry.

Lin Feng helped Young Master Zhang wipe his hands and served him the food.

"Come, have a chicken leg. As the saying goes, you are what you eat. Look at this free-range chicken. It is a free-range chicken. Its legs are so thick. It can run so fast across the mountains and fields." Lin Feng picked up a chicken leg and put it on a small plate and handed it to Zhang Yan.

Lin Feng's meticulous attitude made Zhang Yan a little scared.

Lin Feng was usually nicer to him, but only slightly better than Su Bo Ding and the others. He was never this considerate.

Zhang Yan even felt that Lin Feng's expression today had a "weird" smile.

Isn't this the last meal before execution? Before execution, they would be given a good meal, so that they can eat well before going on their way.

Zhang Yan didn't dare to say a word. The most accurate choice was to just focus on eating. He would eat whatever dish Lin Feng picked for him and had to endure his picky eating habits.

I was afraid that if I said something wrong, I would not be able to eat the meal.

Zhang Yan had such wild thoughts because he felt guilty.

Lin Feng didn’t think too much about it. He just felt that since they hadn’t seen each other for a long time, there was no need to point out Zhang Yan’s mistakes and scold him as soon as he came back. At least let everyone have a good meal.

After all, during these days away from home, Zhang Yan sent messages at the frequency of three meals a day, just to remind Lin Feng to eat on time and eat well.

When he was awakened by the aftershock at midnight, Lin Feng was only worried that he would die in another place and he couldn't even have his last meal with everyone.

Even though he had seen many cases of life and death on the operating table, Lin Feng had never been so close to death.

Under the rubble, he was escorted to the injured to give first aid, and the heart rate record on his watch sounded an alarm. He was also afraid, but he just couldn't show panic in front of the patient.

After taking several deep breaths, he finally steadied his trembling hands and bandaged the wound of the injured person.

When retreating to the safe area, Lin Feng's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Xiao Tang was quick to help Lin Feng up and immediately put the portable oxygen cylinder to Lin Feng's mouth and nose.

When people are nervous, their breathing speeds up, and it is easy to faint from lack of oxygen in high altitude areas.

Xiao Tang and Lin Feng tacitly did not mention these thrilling things at the dinner table. They only talked about Aunt Liu's cooking skills.

Being able to have a meal together is the greatest happiness, everything else is secondary.

Zhang Yan was in a good mood because Lin Feng and Xiao Tang returned safely, and he was not scolded by Zhang Yan for being lazy. His appetite was much better than before, and he couldn't help but eat more.

When Zhang Yan handed the bowl to Aunt Liu and indicated that he wanted another bowl of wontons, he was stopped by Lin Feng.

"Eat less, so you don't vomit when you exercise later."

Oh... I can't escape...

Zhang Yan sighed silently in his heart.