Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Lin Feng booked a high-speed rail ticket for the next morning and packed a suitcase that night. There wasn't much in it, just a few sets of clothes, a laptop, a cell phone and other electronic products.

Young people today can go out without a wallet, but they cannot go out without a mobile phone.

Before leaving, Lin Feng put a sticky note on Zhang Yan's door with his new mobile phone number and WeChat ID on it.

The two were strangers to each other, but out of professional ethics as a good neighbor and doctor, Lin Feng still left his contact information to Zhang Yan.

The favor Zhang Yan owed Lin Feng had already been repaid with meals and the lawyer he introduced this time.

Lin Feng tactfully asked Lawyer Zhang how he charged his fees. Lawyer Zhang said that their law firm was the legal department of Tiangong Group and the fees were paid as an annual fee by the group.

Lin Feng is not a rookie anymore. Tiangong Group does not belong to Zhang Yan alone, and he is not an employee of Tiangong Group. How could the lawyer fees be paid by Tiangong Group?

It goes without saying that this huge amount of money came from Zhang Yan's private account.

The people who should have been cleared of all charges are now involved again.

Lin Feng didn't tell Zhang Yan that he was going back to his hometown. He would be back in a week anyway. Based on past experience, Zhang Yan wouldn't notice that he was no longer in this city.

When Zhang Yan got home from get off work, he saw the note paper left by Lin Feng. It had only two short lines of words written in beautiful cursive script and no signature. Zhang Yan knew it was left by Lin Feng.

He took the note paper into the house, sat on the sofa, and immediately took out his phone to add a friend.

Raymond Lam seemed to be busy and didn’t approve the friend request until the next morning.

The profile picture is a cloud, nothing can be seen. Nickname is: Mumu.

When Zhang Yan got up and saw this combination, he couldn't help laughing. The sun was shining outside the window, and it was another beautiful day.

Xiao Tang picked up Zhang Yan and took him to the hospital for rehabilitation training. Along the way, Zhang Yan wanted to send a message to ask Lin Feng why his avatar was a cloud instead of a tree since his nickname was Mumu.

In the end, he endured it, not wanting to disturb Lin Feng's work. He was so busy that he often had no time to eat. He had so many patients' questions to answer, how could he waste his time on such a joke.

Zhang Yan thought so much about Lin Feng, but he didn't know that the man was now fishing by the fish pond, preparing to have fish head stewed with tofu for lunch.

The rehabilitation training process was extremely painful, and what was even more painful was the endless amount of Chinese medicine. Zhang Yan no longer drinks coffee, because after taking the Chinese medicine, the coffee has no taste.

Others may say that their fate is hard, but Zhang Yan cannot. He was born in Rome with a silver spoon in his mouth, how much suffering can he have? His suffering is something that others cannot understand or see.

Zhang Yan was lying on a therapy bed receiving acupuncture. He closed his eyes and relaxed himself for ten to twenty minutes, allowing him to get proper rest both physically and mentally.

However, Zhang Yan's hearing was very good. When he was meditating without distraction, he happened to hear the conversation between two doctors in the next clinic.

"Have you heard? Dr. Lin from the orthopedics department has taken annual leave."

"How is that possible? He is well-known throughout the hospital as a hard worker. He is on duty every New Year's Eve."

"It's true. Director Chen heard about it when he went downstairs for a consultation. I heard that Xiao Wang from their orthopedic department was almost driven crazy, and their team asked for leave for two doctors at once."

"two?"

"Yes, look, Doctor Lin has taken his annual leave, and another female doctor has gone to give birth..."

"That's really going to drive me crazy. Director Shao is willing to let Dr. Lin go. How can I not believe it?"

"You are too 2G network, Dr. Lin's system was confiscated a while ago because of something online, and then he followed Director Shao as a junior assistant, and he was criticized for what happened that day."

"Oh, I remembered it when you mentioned it. I was telling you, a few days ago, Dr. Lin's identity information was dug out and posted online. I guess it was because of this that he took the annual leave."

"It's definitely impossible to accept being treated like this. Actually, he didn't do anything wrong, he just had some bad luck..."

"You keep an eye on it, I'll go check next door..."

Zhang Yan was listening when this person suddenly came over.

"Zhang Yan, I'm going to remove the needle for you, don't move."

After the injection, Zhang Yan immediately took out his phone and opened his Moments. Mu Mu had posted a status yesterday, which was a photo of the scenery on the top of a mountain with the caption: All the mountains seem small at a glance.

When Zhang Yan saw this, he felt angry for the past few days. He was suffering here, and he still had to worry about him.

He was fine, he went traveling alone. No, maybe not alone.

In short, this person just ran away without telling me and went out to play.

There was a location, which was a temple. Zhang Yan clicked on it and looked at the map. It was an address in another province, not far away.

Zhang Yan turned around and said to Su Boding who was sitting next to him and working on a PPT, "Xiao Ding, take a look at the progress of the Phoenix Mountain resort project. Do you think we should go and see the progress of the project?"

Su Boding was confused by Zhang Yan's sudden idea. "Personally, I think... we should... go and have a look. After all, we have invested hundreds of millions."

As Su Boding spoke, he glanced at Zhang Yan. Seeing the smile on his face becoming more and more obvious, Su Boding knew that he had guessed right.

"Boss, I think we should go incognito, without telling anyone, and go secretly, pretending to be tourists or something, so that we can see the real situation over there better."

"Xiao Ding, you're right. We should go secretly." Zhang Yan thought more and more that this was right. "Well, let Xiao Tang take us there today. No, not today. Those doctors won't let me go until I finish today's training."

As Zhang Yan spoke, he looked at the rehabilitation therapists in the building block area at the door, as if there was an unbridgeable gap.

"Besides, I have two international conference calls tonight. How about this, we leave early tomorrow morning."

Su Boding didn't know where Zhang Yan's sudden inspiration came from. The boss could be willful, but he could only accept his fate.

……

"Master, can you take a break? Stop walking around, stop doing anything, sit there and rest for a while. Go to the study and prepare for the meeting."

Su Boding had a new understanding of Zhang Yan's abilities. He threw his clothes into the suitcase without folding them, and Su Boding was squatting on the ground, sorting them out one by one for him.

"It's still early, I'll get some myself, otherwise you'll be too tired." Zhang Yan used his crutch to pull the razor over from a distance.

"Young Master, if you really care about me, you should let me call Aunt Liu over. I haven't sorted out your office supplies for you yet." Su Boding was annoyed by Zhang Yan's counterproductive behavior.

"That won't work! We agreed to go secretly. You asked Aunt Liu to pack my suitcase. Before tomorrow, the Zhang family will know that I'm leaving. Tomorrow morning, everyone in the group will know that I'm leaving. What's the point then?"

Yes, it is well-reasoned and logical. Subodin took a large bag of disposable underwear, towels, and toothbrushes and stuffed them into the suitcase.

Just let him die of exhaustion.