Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Zhang Yan was so angry that Lin Feng laughed. It turned out that in his eyes, he was just a fool with a lot of money. He rented his house, helped him find a lawyer, and even came to this undeveloped mountain valley to find him. Whose God of Wealth is so kind? He is not a Bodhisattva.

Zhang Yan was about to walk away, asking Xiao Tang across the street to take the luggage and go back to the city overnight, leaving the two drunkards here to reflect on themselves.

Before Zhang Yan left, Lin Feng came over again, leaned close to Zhang Yan's ear, and whispered, "I am lucky to have met such a kind-hearted God of Wealth."

"In order to repay my God of Wealth, I decided to perform a talent show."

Before Zhang Yan could recover from the shock, Lin Feng stood up and did this. Zhang Yan really wanted to record it so that he could take a good look at his drinking habits.

Just as Zhang Yan was about to get his cell phone, he was discovered by Lin Feng.

"What are you doing? Don't move! Pay attention to the show."

Why is this guy so annoying when he's drunk? His eyes are still so nice! Can't he just fall asleep after drinking?

"Don't move, I'll be there soon."

Which drunkard would walk backwards when drunk? Raymond Lam would.

Lin Feng looked at Zhang Yan while backing up to a cabinet. Before opening the cabinet, Lin Feng turned back to warn Zhang Yan, "Don't move. I can see everything clearly through the glass."

Zhang Yan was really annoyed by his childishness, so he simply gave up the idea of ​​picking up his phone and slumped down on the sofa. He wanted to see what kind of talent Lin Feng could come up with when he got drunk, maybe it would be a singing and dancing performance.

If he really has this talent, Zhang Yan will sign him to Shengtian Entertainment tomorrow. With this face, he will definitely enter the entertainment industry. He is much better looking than those kids signed in the past two years.

Some children may look okay when they are young, but become ugly when they grow up. Is it possible that their development path is weird?

With Raymond Lam's face, eight-pack abs, long legs and hands, it would be a huge hit if he just played himself in a medical workplace drama and didn't even have to play the role of a medical consultant.

Zhang Yan was still immersed in his own fantasy when he saw Lin Feng approaching carefully holding a small box.

"This is my treasure." Lin Feng said to Zhang Yan very seriously, as if he was talking about some state secret.

"Yeah, I can see it."

Zhang Yan was neither stupid nor drunk. Just looking at Lin Feng's actions, any normal person could tell that it was a treasure.

Zhang Yan originally thought it was some heirloom passed down from his Lin family, but as Lin Feng moved cautiously, he saw all kinds of needlework.

So, the Lin family’s ancestors were tailors...

Zhang Yan didn't know what he was expecting. What on earth was there to expect from a drunk guy?

Lin Feng didn't notice the impatience on Zhang Yan's face at all. He didn't even want to pretend. What was the point of pretending? Maybe he wouldn't remember it when he woke up tomorrow morning.

Lin Feng carefully picked up the needle with tweezers and threaded the needle. Even though he was drunk, his accuracy was still there and his hands were steady.

"I'll tell you a secret..."

"Well, you said."

Zhang Yan is such a nice person. He responded to him and provided emotional value to a drunkard.

Lin Feng took the needle and moved closer to Zhang Yan.

Why are you getting so close to me? Zhang Yan smelled the sweet smell of rice wine on Lin Feng. He smelled it so much that he felt a little drunk.

"I'll operate on everything..."

Therefore, Zhang Yan witnessed this incredible scene throughout:

Lin Feng used chopsticks to spread out the remaining half plate of pig ears on the coffee table one by one. He found the two adjacent pieces of pig ears according to the cut surfaces, and then used tweezers to hold the suture needle and carefully sewed the pig ears together.

You know what, his hands were quite steady, and the stitches on the wound were indeed not very visible.

Zhang Yan thought of the scars on his legs. Lin Feng said that he sewed them himself, but Zhang Yan didn't know how he sewed them. Now he saw him sew the pig's ears so seriously. Even though he was drunk, the muscle memory of his hands allowed him to complete the sew more steadily.

"Huh? Why does it look weird? It's ugly and doesn't suit you." Lin Feng spent nearly an hour sewing the half pig ear, and he ruthlessly threw it back onto the plate.

"Let me peel an orange for you." Without waiting for Zhang Yan's consent, Lin Feng peeled an orange and stuffed the flesh into Zhang Yan's hand for him to eat.

Raymond Lam has started to perform surgery on orange peels again...

Lin Feng sewed up the orange peel piece by piece. Seeing that he was drunk and could only sew things, Zhang Yan sat on the sofa and watched with great interest how Lin Feng sutured the orange after the caesarean section.

Lin Feng is such an interesting and funny person. He was still practicing suturing skills even when he was drunk. He should really record a video for Director Shao to see.

Lin Feng was so focused on stitching the orange peel that he didn't notice Zhang Yan's small movements at all. While stitching, he complained, "This patient's subcutaneous fat layer is too thick, so the stitching will take a little longer. Please be patient, family members of the patient."

At this time, the patient's family member Zhang Yan was quietly taking back the mobile phone on the coffee table.

I took the trouble to get my phone and found that it was out of battery. What a waste!

After a very long time, Lin Feng finally sewed up the orange peel, and it was still a complete orange, a hollow orange.

The moment Lin Feng put the orange peel in Zhang Yan's hand, Zhang Yan was sure that he had just fallen asleep accidentally. He didn't know what time it was, and he was accompanying this drunkard.

"It's getting late and I'm sleepy. I'm going to go back to my room and sleep. You should go to sleep too." Zhang Yan saw that Lin Feng's mood had gradually stabilized. He himself was too sleepy and just wanted to go back to his room and sleep.

"Thank you for the oranges, they are so beautiful!" Zhang Yan said as he walked towards the door, holding the orange peel in one hand and the door handle with the other, ready to open the door.

As soon as he touched the door handle, Zhang Yan's hand was grabbed by Lin Feng again.

"Yes! Sleep! Let's sleep!"

Lin Feng took Zhang Yan's hand and walked towards the bed. Zhang Yan could only put the orange peel on the cabinet first. That was a gift that Lin Feng made for him personally, and the sentiment behind it was great.

Lin Feng pushed Zhang Yan onto the bed, and then he climbed up.

Before Zhang Yan could figure out what Lin Feng was doing, he saw Lin Feng taking off his clothes. Although it was not the first time he saw Lin Feng's eight-pack abs, he still felt jealous.

"Go to bed! Take off your clothes!"

Lin Feng not only took off his own clothes, but also took off Zhang Yan's clothes. Relying on his tall and strong body, he pressed down on Zhang Yan.

"Don't mess around. I won't take off my clothes. I'll just sleep like this. It's up to you whether you want to sleep or not." Zhang Yan grabbed his collar, resisting the drunkard's unreasonable behavior.

Seeing that he couldn't take off his clothes, Lin Feng grabbed Zhang Yan's waistband and pulled down his sweatpants.