Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 201 The Big Brother Next Door

Zhai Xiuming was having a great time at the bar when he suddenly sneezed. Could he have caught a cold?

Zhai Xiuming felt that he couldn't indulge in such debauchery recently. It seemed that his body couldn't keep up, and the sneezing was a symptom of this.

Zhai Xiuming and Lin Feng seem to be from two different worlds, one in the passionate equator and the other in the lonely Himalayas.

The psychological counseling studio where Zhai Xiuming works does not require night shifts, but for Lin Feng, living in the hospital is his normal working routine.

When Raymond Lam takes a rare break, he goes back to his rental house to catch up on some sleep. Sometimes he goes to the gym to swim or play badminton. His private life can be described as boring.

Zhai Xiuming is different. His life after work can be described as colorful. This colorful is the color of the lights in bars and KTVs.

This can be seen from Zhai Xiuming's circle of friends. Every day is a new and different life.

However, Raymond Lam rarely posts on WeChat Moments.

Why do we say "almost"? Because sometimes the hospital asks them to forward the content of the hospital's official account. It's absurd that such a thing is listed as part of the work assessment, even more absurd than Zhai Xiuming's private life.

Before Lin Feng had the time to settle accounts with Zhai Xiuming, when he saw the message from Zhang Yan, he directly threw the stack of printed documents in his hand on the coffee table.

This document was printed using Zhang Yan's home printer.

That's right, Lin Feng can remotely connect to Zhang Yan's printer at home, because he has not had time to apply for broadband since he moved in. Lin Feng has always used Zhang Yan's WIFI, so it is very convenient to connect to a printer.

The things Zhang Yan uses are not necessarily the best, but they are basically the most expensive.

Zhang Yan finds it troublesome to buy things in areas he doesn't know much about, so he usually just buys the most expensive one.

Even this was too much trouble for him. So, more often, he would list his needs and ask the company's purchasing department to buy them for him, and then the things at home would be delivered directly to his home.

The last time Lin Feng put paper in the printer, he saw the fixed asset label of Tiangong Group on the back of the printer.

Can I really take this thing home and use it like this?

Once, Lin Feng specifically asked Su Boding about this matter, but he skipped Zhang Yan who didn't care much about such things.

"Why did I see the fixed assets of Tiangong Group in Zhang Yan's house?"

Su Boding thought it was something else. "Doctor Lin, you are talking about the office equipment in the boss's study, right? They were bought by the company's purchasing department, but they made a mistake in issuing the invoice in the name of the company. So these things can only be entered into the company's account, labeled as the company's fixed assets, and placed in the general manager's office."

"Can this still happen?"

"Oh, those young people are just so unreliable, but the thing has already happened, we can't just fire them for such a small matter. When the audit comes, just say that it can be sent out for repairs."

Lin Feng didn't believe this nonsense. If the people from the purchasing department could get the invoice header wrong, how could such people not be fired by Zhang Yan? Zhang Yan really disliked employees who were not smart.

It would be outrageous if this kind of mistake was made once. There are a lot of labeled devices in Zhang Yan's room.

Including the fascia gun that Lin Feng is holding in his hand now, there is also a label on it.

When Lin Feng saw it for the first time, he was very curious about the work ability of the people in the finance department of Zhang Yan's company. What on earth were they using to do the accounting for this kind of thing?

Lin Feng held the fascia gun in one hand and knocked on the study door with the other.

I knocked once, but there was no response.

Lin Feng thought that Zhang Yan might be really angry, so he knocked on the door again, but there was still no response.

Lin Feng was afraid that something might happen to Zhang Yan, so he knocked on the door again, calling out to Zhang Yan, "Zhang Yan, are you okay? If you don't answer, I'll just come in."

Then a voice came from inside: "Come in."

Zhang Yan was not in a meeting, but was just looking at a report. The page of Lin Feng School Forum was still on the computer screen.

Lin Feng took a closer look and saw that Zhang Yan was just browsing the page and was not logged in. In other words, he just looked at it and did not make any comments.

Only then did Lin Feng heave a sigh of relief and put his heart at ease.

"You must be tired from work. Let me help you relax your muscles."

Zhang Yan raised his head and looked at Lin Feng with his round almond-shaped eyes, only seeing Lin Feng's Adam's apple.

"Doctor Lin is only here to do leg rehabilitation for me?"

Zhang Yan thought, I have paved the way for you, shouldn’t you say something?

"Of course I'm here to help you with rehabilitation. You've been on a business trip these days and must be very tired. You haven't done your rehabilitation training properly, so I'll help you make up for it." Lin Feng turned Zhang Yan's chair around. Face-to-face communication is the most effective communication.

"There are only two of us here. We can chat while we do it. Otherwise it would be too boring."

"Oh? So Dr. Lin also feels bored. I thought Dr. Lin's life was all about work and study. After all, that's how your school's alumni described you. It seems that Dr. Lin has been a person who is obsessed with study and doesn't like to laugh since he was a child."

Zhang Yan's body swayed after Lin Feng turned him around, and he grabbed Lin Feng's arm that was resting on the armrest of his chair.

Orthopedic surgeons are really different. Their arm muscles are so well trained. It seems that they use electric saws and hammers quite a lot in the operating room.

Even through the clothes, Zhang Yan could feel the smooth muscle lines of Lin Feng through his clothes.

"Work and study are work and study, life is life, and they have never seen what I am like in my life."

Lin Feng helped Zhang Yan up from the office chair and sat him on a wooden chair. He pulled a cushion from the side and threw it on the carpet. Lin Feng sat directly on the cushion, put Zhang Yan's legs on his own legs, and massaged Zhang Yan little by little to relax him.

"So, Dr. Lin, are you working or living now?" Zhang Yan was not going to let Lin Feng go.

Lin Feng knew that Zhang Yan was a pretentious person, but he didn't expect him to be so troublesome. There was really no way to turn the page on this matter.

I couldn't help but increase the force of my men to teach this annoying guy a lesson.

"Of course it's life. What kind of job is it for me to come to your house in my pajamas? This is called friendship between neighbors."

After Lin Feng said this, Zhang Yan noticed what Lin Feng was wearing.

It is indeed different from before. What I am wearing today cannot be called pajamas, but a more homely style. The whole person's style is no longer the cold one in the hospital, but a little soft, which is indeed the dress of a good neighbor.

This is probably what little girls call the big brother next door.