Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

It was only 6:30 in the morning, and Zhang Lingbei was already sitting on the sofa in Zhang Yan's ward, watching Zhang Yan eat breakfast. In front of him was a glass of iced American coffee and half a corn. The expression on his face while chewing the corn was almost like he was crying.

Zhang Yan only paid attention to him after he finished his breakfast to avoid chatting with him and making him feel sick.

"I see your makeup is already done. Did you get up at five?"

Zhang Lingbei was dressed very cleanly, with a white T-shirt and jeans, and his hair was neatly combed to look classy. He looked like a typical older brother from the neighborhood.

"Earlier!" Zhang Lingbei was already having his third cup of iced Americano, and his eyelids were still a little uncontrollable. "Sister Ai brought the makeup team to my house at 4 o'clock and knocked on the door. I seemed to hear the knocking in a daze, and before I could get up, she opened the door herself... Oh, there is no privacy and freedom at all, and I didn't even wear pajamas..."

“Don’t talk like you’re feeling aggrieved. Didn’t your makeup team see you in just your underwear? They helped you put on your clothes.” Zhang Yan didn’t even want to watch his shoddy crying scene.

"Uncle, please stop talking nonsense. The most important thing for the boys in our Zhang family is reputation. How can I face others when you talk nonsense like this?"

What reputation do they have left? The Zhang family's reputation was ruined by the previous generation, and all that's left is shamelessness.

"Get out after you finish eating. The medical staff will have a meeting at 7 o'clock. Get out now." Zhang Yan saw that Zhang Lingbei had cleaned up well, so he quickly drove this chatterbox away, not allowing him a moment's peace.

Huh? Why is there still a person standing here?

"Xiao Ding, go and guard him. Don't let him act like a spoiled brat."

Now it’s quiet and I can finally have a good breakfast.

Before I had taken two bites, there was a knock on the ward door.

"Come in."

It’s Raymond Lam.

Lin Feng came in and didn't say a word. He just stood at the end of Zhang Yan's bed and watched Zhang Yan eat breakfast.

Can I still eat this breakfast?

"Have you had breakfast?" Zhang Yan felt that if he didn't speak, this cold-faced man would not speak on his own initiative, and he didn't know what he was doing standing there.

"have eaten."

"Is there something wrong? Tell me now."

"Wait until you finish breakfast."

This breakfast was really inedible. Zhang Yan stuffed the assorted steamed buns into his mouth, drank the milk, and asked Aunt Liu to take away the breakfast.

His cheeks were puffed up, and I didn’t know if it was because of the Shaomai or because he was angry with Lin Feng.

These two came here early in the morning just to annoy me. One kept talking nonsense, and the other didn't want to say a word.

Zhang Yan swallowed the last bite of steamed buns in his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and looked at Lin Feng silently.

Lin Feng still stared at Zhang Yan expressionlessly, without blinking, until Zhang Yan put down the tissue he used to wipe his mouth, then he walked from the foot of the bed to the head of the bed.

"I was not professional enough for what happened yesterday. I apologize to you. I will report your follow-up treatment to Director Shao before implementing it."

Zhang Yan knew that the leg pain yesterday was not caused by Lin Feng’s operational error, but because he was too strong-willed and stood for a long time without fully adapting, which caused his muscles to spasm.

But it is also a fact that Lin Feng made a wrong judgment at that time.

"Okay, I understand. Just follow your plan. I will cooperate with the treatment."

After Lin Feng got the reply, he left, leaving Zhang Yan alone feeling confused.

When Zhang Lingbei and Su Boding arrived at the pediatric department, the crew members were already waiting. As soon as the elevator opened and they saw Zhang Lingbei arriving, the cameraman immediately carried the camera to him and started filming.

It was so realistic that everyone could clearly see Zhang Lingbei's stunned look in the video later on.

Deng Leqiao, an intern in the pediatric department, immediately handed over a red vest. "I'm Deng Leqiao from the pediatric department. Your volunteer experience today is to follow me to take care of and comfort the children. This is your work uniform. Wearing this will make it easier for the children to accept you."

There was no rehearsal, it was all real experience. Zhang Lingbei put on a red vest obediently and followed Deng Leqiao to the doctor's office. The cameraman also wore the same vest.

Su Boding found the producer of the film crew and asked: "Have you communicated with the medical staff and the children's families in advance?"

"We have communicated in advance. The hospital supports our filming. Because the faces of the children and parents are photographed, each family can receive 10,000 yuan in medical compensation, which will be directly deposited into the hospital's account. We will not film families who do not want to be filmed. Special Assistant Su, don't worry about this. Our filming this time is also aimed at families with financial difficulties who cannot afford their children's medical expenses. It is also to raise donations for everyone."

"Well, I've seen your filming plan, and President Zhang is more in favor of your documentary-style filming method without a script. When communicating with children, you must use appropriate methods and not stimulate their self-esteem. Also, when you go to the amusement park in the afternoon, you must be accompanied by medical staff. The children's choice must be made by the hospital, and the method must be gentle."

"We have reserved the entire amusement park, and the tourists inside are selected from various departments of the group to visit the park in person. We can rest assured about safety. We have also increased security and are present in the amusement park in a proper manner."

At this time, Su Boding received Lin Feng's message, "Assistant Su, is my car repaired? I think I'd better drive my own car to get off work."

Su Boding didn't know why Lin Feng suddenly asked about repairing the car. Everything was fine before. The car he was driving now was better than Lin Feng's own car in terms of performance in all aspects, and he didn't have to pay for the gas.

Su Boding did not reply directly to Lin Feng, nor did he ask the 4S shop about the repair status of Dr. Lin's car. When it was repaired, they would naturally tell him.

"Let's go and see how Zhang Lingbei is filming."

Su Boding and the producer walked to the monitor together. Zhang Lingbei was following Deng Leqiao obediently, standing at the outermost edge, listening to the doctors discussing the patient's condition and the night shift doctor's handover report.

"The meeting is adjourned. Each group should prepare for ward rounds." At the end of the morning meeting, each director took his or her group to conduct ward rounds. It was not yet eight o'clock.

The director walked in front, followed by the attending physician, the resident doctor followed behind pushing a cart with medical records, and at the end were the interns and Zhang Lingbei.

The camera lens also shifted from the doctor's office to the wards. The director looked through the medical records, asked about the patient's condition, performed palpation, and taught everyone how to deal with some special conditions and gave treatment plans. The attending doctors and residents recorded the relevant content in their notebooks.

During the entire ward round, the child's body was not captured in the camera, and the face was shot from a distance. Most of the time, the camera was focused on the medical staff.

"That's it. We must put the protection of children's privacy and safety first. Zhang Lingbei is just an observer. Don't give him too many shots. He is not the protagonist." Su Boding felt that there was no big problem with the filming. Zhang Lingbei was just a little follower. He did whatever he was told to do and didn't talk much. "I'm going to report to Mr. Zhang now. You keep an eye on Zhang Lingbei."