Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Just when Lin Feng didn't know what to do, Aunt Liu greeted him first: "Good morning, Doctor Lin, you came to see the young master so early..."

Aunt Liu thought that the relationship between these two people was really good.

After putting the buns on the table and turning around, Aunt Liu was also stunned.

This is not a good relationship.

It seems that Dr. Lin did not go back to his room, but slept at the young master's place. Look, the clothes are still the same as yesterday, and the suitcase has not been taken back.

It's just that this posture is a bit weird.

Lin Feng rubbed his neck with one hand and greeted Aunt Liu awkwardly. He didn't want to do that, but the education he received since childhood did not allow him to do so.

"Good morning, Aunt Liu. I'll go back and clean up first."

Aunt Liu just responded: "Come over for breakfast later!"

Lin Feng wanted to nod, but after moving his head for a moment, he gave up and just said "hmm".

Lin Feng felt that he was stinking. How could he sleep so soundly? He fell asleep without taking a shower and didn't wake up at all. Usually in the hospital, as long as someone called him, he would wake up immediately. This was the alertness he had developed over the years.

Just that time, just that time, he fell asleep and he missed his father's last moment.

This has always been his regret, and it will be his regret for the rest of his life.

Later, life did not allow it and he had to race against time to reduce his mother's burden and achieve his goal.

It's now a professional habit.

Habit is a terrible thing, but he fell asleep here with Zhang Yan, and slept very soundly.

Cold water poured down from the top of his head, washing away all the muddled thoughts in Lin Feng's body. He hadn't figured out why this was happening. Was he too tired?

After casually wiping the water droplets off his body and putting on his underwear, Lin Feng blew his hair in a very strange posture. There was no other way because he could hardly lift one of his hands.

It seems that this is not a problem that can be solved by a pain-relieving plaster. I have to ask my colleagues for help.

Raymond Lam casually put on a sports sweatshirt and a baseball jacket on the outside, a rare sporty outfit.

When Lin Feng cleaned himself up and appeared at Zhang Yan's house with a backpack, everyone stopped talking and only the sound of chewing remained.

It’s so surprising. I didn’t expect that Dr. Lin looks so good without a shirt and a white coat.

There was another person wearing a sweatshirt at the table, Zhang Yan.

However, Lin Feng wore a black hoodie. He simply felt that sleeping on the floor and getting a stiff neck was a bit embarrassing, so wearing a hat would make things a little better, because he didn’t have a pillow at all…

Zhang Yan was wearing a white round-neck sweatshirt. Today was the day he was going to the hospital for rehabilitation, so he wore this outfit purely for convenience.

"Cough cough..." It was nothing, just that his throat was a little dry. Lin Feng quickly sat down and drank some milk to calm himself.

Subodin looked at this, then looked at that, and finally chose to shut up and eat. The story here was probably not something a little assistant like him could listen to.

Xiao Tang only took a glance and knew that Lin Feng had a stiff neck due to this posture. Xiao Tang was very familiar with the cervical spine, but he just asked him to lower his head to eat.

I haven’t had a decent breakfast for a long time, so I’ll eat more.

This person was fine when he had dinner yesterday, but he got a stiff neck early this morning? Xiao Tang didn't believe that after a day of bus and plane travel and endless commendation meetings, Lin Feng still had the energy to fight.

Very strange.

When everyone thought the meal would end in silence, the protagonist Raymond Lam spoke.

Lin Feng had finished eating and was wiping his mouth with a tissue. He was always a fast eater, just a little slower than Xiao Tang.

"Zhang Yan, eat quickly. I'm going to take your car to the rehabilitation department of the hospital later." Lin Feng pointed to his neck and sounded very reasonable.

Su Boding took a look and saw that the boss, who always ate slowly and slowly, had also slightly sped up. Su Boding was so scared that he quickly stuffed the two beef dumplings on his plate into his mouth and drank a mouthful of milk to smooth it out.

Su Boding quickly wiped his mouth and picked up his and Zhang Yan's briefcases, then stood at the entrance waiting for Zhang Yan.

Xiao Tang had already pushed the wheelchair aside. Zhang Yan stood up and looked at the crutches. Just as he was about to take the crutches, Xiao Tang picked him up and put him on the wheelchair. "Boss, let's hurry up. We can't let Dr. Lin be late."

Zhang Yan felt that what Xiao Tang said made sense. It took him several minutes to move to the door with his crutches.

Lin Feng felt that there was something wrong with these three people. He just said that they wanted to go to work together, but these three people acted like clockwork.

Am I a terrible person?

No! It’s the fact that wages are deducted for being late that’s terrible!

Lin Feng could only use chaos and confusion to describe the situation just now. For a moment, Lin Feng mistakenly thought that he was still dreaming and felt that he was still on a business trip at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

It's just that this is an underground garage in a high-end residential area. Apart from the car and the surveillance camera, no one saw this absurd yet reasonable and orderly scene.

The moment the elevator opened, Su Boding rushed out at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, unlocking the car with the car keys in his hand. His movements were so smooth that he seemed like an assembly line operator who had worked on the line for more than ten years.

Xiao Tang pushed the wheelchair directly to the back seat of the car. At this time, Su Boding had already thrown the two briefcases in his hands into the passenger seat.

When Xiao Tang opened the rear door of the car, Su Boding rushed over to hold the wheelchair. Xiao Tang carried their boss, Young Master Zhang, into the back seat like a princess, and Su Boding put the wheelchair into the trunk. Xiao Tang sat in the driver's seat and started the car while fastening his seat belt. Zhang Yan also finally found a way to fasten his seat belt almost by himself.

Lin Feng was surprised, and with his own ability he managed to sit next to Zhang Yan from the other side with some difficulty.

Fortunately, due to his professional habits over the years, Lin Feng always appears calm and composed no matter how unbelievable the things he sees are, and he does not open his mouth to express his inner emotions.

Otherwise, the look of him with his head tilted and mouth wide open really doesn't look very smart.

When Xiao Tang was shifting gears and preparing to turn out of the garage, Su Boding finally reached the passenger seat. His moderate breathing showed how busy he had just been, which formed a sharp contrast with Xiao Tang's calmness.

From the moment the car started, even though the journey was less than ten minutes, Subotin still began to remind people of the day's itinerary and give work reports.

Lin Feng sat in the back seat with his eyes closed, thinking that these people really didn't treat him as an outsider. He was just a doctor and a dining companion. These business secrets were not suitable for him to hear.

Don't talk, don't move, and try to reduce your presence as much as possible.

But it didn't turn out as planned.

"Are you okay? Do you want to take a leave?" Zhang Yan's first question after listening to Su Boding's report was about Lin Feng's physical condition.

Lin Feng felt that he should be under the car at this time.

If I had known earlier to call a taxi, I wouldn’t have attracted so much attention.