Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 144 The Nose is Real

"Hmm?" Lin Feng did not stop his hands. He raised his head and stared at Zhang Yan's face. He made no mistake.

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Yan felt a little embarrassed when Lin Feng looked at him.

"You look so good..." Lin Feng dragged out the last syllable in a nonchalant manner.

Zhang Yan pursed his lips and thought, "I'm good-looking, how could I not know that? I've known this since I was a kid. How did I know this? There was a pink envelope in my desk every day."

Zhang Yan struggled to get his legs out of Lin Feng's hands, but Lin Feng used force on his hands to prevent Zhang Yan's legs from being put down at all.

"Don't move..." Lin Feng smiled as he watched Zhang Yan struggle.

"I'm a little tired of this posture..." Zhang Yan didn't dare to look directly into Lin Feng's eyes.

"Oh? That won't work. The massage time hasn't even finished yet. Please hold on a little longer."

Lin Feng lifted Zhang Yan's legs and moved them closer to his abdomen, as if he could exert more force this way.

"Your endurance is not good enough. The duration is too short. You need to exercise more." Lin Feng continued his movements.

Zhang Yan just felt that he didn't dare to look Lin Feng in the eye, but now he immediately glared back.

What does it mean to have poor endurance?

What does it mean that the duration is too short?

Before the accident, he worked out two to three times a week, and after the accident, he also insisted on doing rehabilitation training.

Why is it that when I get to Lin Feng, I can’t do it anymore?

Lin Feng was clearly talking about rehabilitation massage, but Zhang Yan's first reaction was to think of something else.

Zhang Yan always felt that Lin Feng was implying something about him, but he couldn't find any fault with Lin Feng. He could only say that his choice of words could easily lead to misunderstanding.

He couldn't question Lin Feng, otherwise he would be at a disadvantage. As soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Feng's ideological education would be applied to him.

Zhang Yan felt like smoke was coming out of his head because he was so angry.

"I'm a little thirsty and I want to drink some water." Zhang Yan gave another reason.

Lin Feng glanced at Zhang Yan, raised his chin and pointed at the water cup on the coffee table.

"There's a glass of water, drink it."

Lin Feng, he definitely did it on purpose.

Zhang Yan was very sure.

"That glass of water is yours..." Zhang Yan said angrily with a pout.

Lin Feng felt that Zhang Yan was definitely not a domineering president. Whose president would be a little kitten who would act like a spoiled brat?

"Really? Didn't you drink it just now? Keep drinking. I'll pour you more when you're done."

Zhang Yan now completely ignored Lin Feng, took out his cell phone and started replying to emails.

Lin Feng pressed Zhang Yan for another ten minutes before letting him go and putting his fleshy thighs down.

He sat on the other side of Zhang Yan, put the other leg on his own leg, and continued massaging.

Zhang Yan could no longer sit still and continued to press. He really couldn't sit still for such a long time. He had been sitting all day to handle various tasks and his waist could not even sit straight.

"Doctor Lin, my leg is fine, so you don't need to press it."

Lin Feng didn't even raise his eyelids, "Sure, if you want to have longer legs in the future, I'll go back now."

Lin Feng's words interrupted Zhang Yan's unfinished words, "Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Lin. Go back and rest early."

Lin Feng pressed for another ten minutes before he put Zhang Yan's legs down. When he looked up, he found that Zhang Yan had closed his eyes. He didn't know whether he had fallen asleep or deliberately didn't want to talk to him.

Lin Feng moved closer to Zhang Yan and looked at her eyebrows and eyes carefully. Her almond eyes, which usually became round and wide when she was angry, were now closed and her breathing was shallow, which made people's eyes fall on her red lips.

Suddenly Zhang Yan opened his eyes, his eyes full of confusion from just waking up.

Originally, Zhang Yan was also angry, and thinking that out of sight, out of mind, he simply closed his eyes and didn't look at Lin Feng, and directly cut off the conversation.

Unexpectedly, I dozed off in a daze.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Raymond Lam's enlarged eyebrows and eyes, so handsome. This man with long eyelashes was so affectionate that he could even look at the telephone poles.

Lin Feng saw Zhang Yan open his eyes and naturally did not miss the confusion in Zhang Yan's eyes.

When Zhang Yan's eyes regained clarity, Lin Feng stood up and distanced the two of them.

"Are you asleep? I'll take you to take a bath."

Lin Feng originally wanted to continue with his rehabilitation training, but then he thought about how Zhang Yan fell asleep while sitting, and he didn’t want to let him be too tired. It wouldn’t matter if he missed one day of training.

As he spoke, Lin Feng picked up the honey water on the coffee table and took a sip. It was still as sweet.

Zhang Yan was still sleepy and groggy, not noticing that Lin Feng drank the glass of honey water again.

He wanted to distance himself from Raymond Lam because he drank the cup of honey water by mistake. However, he was teased by Raymond Lam instead.

At that time, I just wanted to close my eyes and not look at him, which should make it less awkward. Unexpectedly, I fell asleep and I don’t know how long I slept.

Zhang Yan glanced at the clock on the living room wall. It was still early, so he probably didn't sleep for long.

"Well...it's still early. I still have a set of rehabilitation exercises to do. I'll take a shower after I finish them."

Zhang Yan took his legs off Lin Feng's legs and tried to stand up by supporting himself on the armrest of the sofa.

Maybe it was because he had just woken up, coupled with the pain in his leg injury, he staggered and almost fell.

Lin Feng also stood up following Zhang Yan's movement. When Zhang Yan was about to fall, he grabbed Zhang Yan's arm and used the force to pull him towards his chest.

Zhang Yan's legs did not fall, but his nose hit Lin Feng's chest, and a pain rushed straight to the top of his head, and tears came out of his eyes.

Lin Feng looked at Zhang Yan in his arms and saw that he was motionless, thinking that he had touched his wound.

Lin Feng took a step back and wanted to check Zhang Yan's injuries. When he looked down, the first thing he saw was Zhang Yan's red nose and tears in the corners of his eyes.

Cried?

"Where does it hurt? Did your leg get hit?"

As Lin Feng was speaking, he was about to squat down to check Zhang Yan's leg, but Zhang Yan grabbed his arm instead.

Lin Feng frowned and looked at Zhang Yan in confusion, not understanding his intention.

It took Lin Feng three seconds to react. Zhang Yan had his head down and he couldn't see his expression.

Lin Feng also lowered his head and leveled his eyes with Zhang Yan's. "What's wrong? Tell me, did I hurt your leg?"

Zhang Yan endured it for a while before he finally managed to endure the soreness from the tip of his nose. It didn't hurt that much, but it was difficult to get used to the strength.

"My leg is fine, I just hit my nose."

Zhang Yan spoke in a low voice, it was indeed a bit embarrassing, he was hit on the nose and was forced to cry physiologically.

Now, there is one more example that Lin Feng thinks he is a crybaby.

How does Lin Feng manage to have such hard chest muscles even though he works in the hospital every day? When did he start exercising secretly?

Although he looked quite thin, Zhang Yan knew how strong Lin Feng's body was underneath his clothes.

Fortunately, Zhang Yan's nose is natural, otherwise he would have to undergo reconstructive surgery.

Lin Feng naturally felt Zhang Yan bumping into his arms just now, but it wasn't a strong touch. Was it hurt just like that?