Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Lin Feng helped Zhang Yan sit down again, took a clean towel from the shelf next to him and stuffed it into Zhang Yan's mouth. Zhang Yan pouting and trying to pull the towel out.

Lin Feng grabbed his arm all of a sudden, "Don't move, I'm biting you."

If he didn't bite the towel, the massage would be very painful. The young master couldn't stand the pain and either screamed or bit Lin Feng. Lin Feng didn't want to be bitten again.

As the water temperature rose, Lin Feng continued massaging and finally broke up the congestion.

When I looked up, I found that Zhang Yan had turned pink after being soaked in the hot water. There was a layer of mist in his eyes, the corners of his eyes were dyed red, and tiny beads of sweat hung on the tip of his nose. He looked like a ripe peach, about to cry.

Lin Feng carefully took the towel out of Zhang Yan's mouth and rubbed Zhang Yan's cheek considerately, which felt good.

"Can you stand up by yourself?" Lin Feng knelt on the edge of the bathtub, playing with the bubbles in the water, and turned his head to ask Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan was still a little angry because he was stuffed with a towel. His mouth hurt a little and he didn't want to talk, so he just shook his head.

"Okay, hold on to my shoulders and I'll help you up."

Lin Feng hung Zhang Yan's arms around his neck, and he put his hands under Zhang Yan's armpits, trying to lift him up.

After trying several times, the effect was not good. Zhang Yan sat in the bathtub and couldn't move. He didn't stand up, but made the bathroom full of water.

"Lin Feng, can you do it? I fell and my butt hurts." Zhang Yan's mouth no longer hurt, and he could scold people again. While complaining, he secretly pinched Lin Feng's arm.

Lin Feng stayed up late at night to come here and act like Lei Feng, but ended up with nothing good.

Lin Feng didn't care about Zhang Yan anymore. He carried the person out of the water like a princess, pushed him against the wall, and went to get a bath towel.

"Hiss, cold..." The temperature difference on the wall made Zhang Yan shrink back and he hugged Lin Feng reflexively.

Lin Feng wiped Zhang Yan with a bath towel and put it around his waist. Water drops slid down the lines of his abdominal muscles and fell into the towel. Zhang Yan then remembered that he was still naked and was picked up. He hurriedly tried to block it with his hands.

"I've seen it all. I've seen everything." Lin Feng said as he tried to pull Zhang Yan's hand away.

"Wow! It's not small yet."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan, who was crying and shouting in the bathtub, is now very energetic. After Lin Feng said this, Zhang Yan became more sober.

The temperature in the bathroom was a bit high. Zhang Yan's face turned red and even his breath was hot. If you didn't know, you would think he had a fever.

Lin Feng wrapped a bath towel around Zhang Yan and threw a towel on Zhang Yan's head, "Wipe it yourself."

Because he was holding Zhang Yan, the water from Zhang Yan's body rubbed onto Lin Feng's pajamas, soaking him from the chest down.

The clothes were clinging to the body, and the outline of the muscles could be vaguely seen.

Lin Feng simply took off his wet pajamas and put on a bathrobe from the side.

"Oh, you're not bad either." Seeing Lin Feng not hiding anything, Zhang Yan couldn't help but tease him as he looked straight at his good figure that looked thin when dressed and had muscular body when undressed.

We are all men. I have what you have, and we are equally good. There is nothing that we cannot see.

It seems that Young Master Zhang has forgotten how he grabbed his pants and cried in the orthopedics department. It turns out that human growth is about constantly compromising and finally agreeing with each other.

Such as now.

Lin Feng didn't respond to Zhang Yan's words, with a cold face, as if Zhang Yan owed him money. After putting on his bathrobe, he took another bathrobe for Zhang Yan to put on.

“Where’s the hair dryer?”

"In that drawer over there."

Lin Feng began to blow Zhang Yan's hair, running his fingers through the roots of the hair with gentle movements.

In order to clean, disinfect and suture the wound on his head, the nurse shaved off part of Zhang Yan's hair. After Zhang Yan woke up, he kept complaining that he looked ugly, so he shaved his head. It was indeed more convenient to change the dressing.

The bald head before has now grown into a flat head, and it has changed from a boiled egg to a kiwi fruit. It feels pretty good to touch, and I can't help but rub it a few more times.

After cleaning up Zhang Yan, Lin Feng helped Zhang Yan back to the bedroom and poured a glass of water on the bedside.

Zhang Yan didn't know how he ended up lying on the bed. No, he hadn't put on any clothes yet. He was completely naked inside.

"Lin Feng, I haven't put on my pajamas yet." Zhang Yan reminded him appropriately. He felt that Lin Feng was hit hard by what happened in the morning and was a little distracted at the moment.

Unexpectedly, Dr. Lin was very sober.

"It's good for your health to sleep naked. I believe your aunt has done a good job of keeping you clean."

Zhang Yan's home can indeed be said to be spotless. Lin Feng discovered this just now when he went to the kitchen to pour water from a glass on the countertop.

There was a vase of sunflowers on the countertop, and no other items except a glass. It could be seen that this was the glass that Zhang Yan usually used to drink water.

There is no dust or fingerprints on the cup, so it must be cleaned every day.

Towels, bath towels, bathrobes and other items in the bathroom are neatly arranged, with three or more copies of each item available.

Lin Feng ignored Zhang Yan's coquetry and did not respond or reply. He was indeed upset by the criticism he received in the hospital notice in the morning, and he was not in the mood to play such childish games with Young Master Zhang.

When Zhang Yan was still trying hard, Lin Feng had already covered him with the quilt and pulled it up to his chin.

"Good night, little Zhang Yan."

There was no scolding or jokes. Apart from the anger at the beginning, he took care of Zhang Yan calmly afterwards.

However, Zhang Yan couldn't see what Lin Feng was thinking.

"How about a drink? I have wine in the wine cabinet." Shouldn't this be the time to drink to drown your sorrows?

"Hmm? Zhang Yan, do you want to be a cripple? You have to go to the rehabilitation department every day and you still want to drink?"

Well, he still gets angry, he's not a robot.

"I...I mean...would you like a drink?"

"I don't drink. I have to hold the lancet in my hand, so hand shaking is a big taboo." Lin Feng turned around and said to Zhang Yan, "Thank you."

"Dr. Lin, you are great!"

"Good night."

"Good night."

They said nothing, and yet said a lot.

Zhang Yan wanted to ask, but he had no position.

Lin Feng didn't want to say it. It was his work matter and shouldn't be brought into his life after get off work.

Lin Feng returned to the bathroom, got his pajamas, and went home.

Zhang Yan heard the door close and closed his eyes. After all this trouble, he was really tired.

Lin Feng put his pajamas into the washing machine and washed them quickly for fifteen minutes. While waiting, he stood on the balcony and looked at the lights of the houses below.

In his mind, he saw Zhang Yan lying on his shoulder. He touched his shoulder and it hurt a little, as if there were teeth marks.

This rabbit's bite is quite painful.

Little rabbit, he seems to be pretty good in all aspects, except that he is a bit spoiled.