Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

When Lin Feng went to see Zhang Yan at noon, he was talking about work with Su Boding. Lin Feng knocked on the door and it was Su Boding who opened the door.

In fact, Zhang Yan can walk on his own, but he is afraid of pain and is reluctant to move.

Lin Feng stood at the end of the bed, looking at Zhang Yan with a sullen face. Zhang Yan knew that Lin Feng was looking at him, so he was fine, because he was so handsome.

"Xiao Wang said you refused to leave the hospital."

Zhang Yan looked into Lin Feng's eyes without changing his expression.

After staring at each other for more than ten seconds, Lin Feng looked away. "The hospital is not as good as home. It is definitely better to rest at home. Why don't you want to be discharged from the hospital?"

"My legs hurt. It hurts when I walk." Zhang Yan didn't lie. It must hurt when you're injured. There are dozens of nails in it.

"It will definitely hurt, but once the bones heal, it won't hurt anymore."

"I'm in pain and I don't want to be discharged from the hospital."

Lin Feng was speechless by Zhang Yan's logic. He stood there and thought of dozens of answers, but none of them worked. Since this God of Wealth refused to leave, he should be sent to someone else's home. This overwhelming wealth should be shared equally, so that other departments can also enjoy it.

"For your better recovery later, we are sending you to the rehabilitation department now, and you will receive rehabilitation training there from now on."

Zhang Yan didn't want to go to the rehabilitation department either: "Eh..."

"The rehabilitation department has professional physiotherapists who can relieve your pain and provide scientific rehabilitation training. It's not good for a handsome guy to become a cripple at such a young age."

Lin Feng didn't give Zhang Yan a chance to refute. This is a hospital, not a hotel. Can't he come and go as he pleases?

Lin Feng left the ward and immediately went back to the office to find Xiao Wang. "Xiao Wang, transfer bed 62 to the rehabilitation department."

"Brother, what if he refuses?"

"It's not a matter of yes or no. Tell the rehabilitation department to come pick up the God of Wealth. I think Director Xu should be very happy. Remember to remind the rehabilitation department to arrange a VIP ward."

When Xiao Wang heard that this was possible, he immediately went through the procedures for transferring the person to another department and notified the rehabilitation department to pick him up.

Xiao Wang took a stack of lists and went to find Zhang Yan: "Bed 62, Zhang Yan. This is your list, please keep it. We will transfer you to the rehabilitation department this afternoon, and you will receive follow-up rehabilitation training and treatment in the rehabilitation department."

"I won't go. I can also receive rehabilitation training in your orthopedic department." Zhang Yan refused to move no matter what.

"It's like this. We in the orthopedics department can only perform surgery, and all subsequent rehabilitation must be done in the rehabilitation department. The rehabilitation department has more professional equipment and can conduct better systematic training." Xiao Wang felt like the hair on his head was about to smoke. Why was this guy so unwilling to listen to advice?

Just when Xiao Wang was about to call Lin Feng again, Director Xu from the Rehabilitation Department came in person with a team to pick him up. At this moment, Xiao Wang seemed to have seen a savior.

"Director Xu, you're here. This is Zhang Yan." Xiao Wang almost hugged Director Xu.

"Come on, Zhang Yan, let me take a look at the condition of your legs. Get out of bed and take a few steps." Director Xu is worthy of being the director, and he doesn't indulge anyone.

Zhang Yan saw that it was the director who came. He knew he could not act rashly anymore because this was an appointment with a specialist that could not be made in other outpatient clinics.

Zhang Yan got out of bed and walked a few steps with crutches, which was very difficult. Su Boding was afraid that Zhang Yan would fall, so he immediately went forward to support him.

"Don't help him. Let him come to me by himself."

Although Director Xu looks kind, she is actually an old lady who is very difficult to talk to and she never gives in on matters of principle.

Watching Zhang Yan take these few steps, Director Xu didn't give him any face. "That's it, you're still messing around here, I think you don't want your legs anymore."

"Xiao Chen, push him to the rehabilitation department. He will be evaluated this afternoon and begin rehabilitation training tomorrow."

Doctor Chen Xiaoping from the rehabilitation department looked like a tall and strong man, and he was probably able to lift Zhang Yan up with one hand.

Zhang Yan was now depressed. He sat obediently in the wheelchair and let Dr. Chen push him to the rehabilitation department.

When did Su Boding see his boss so dejected? He stood there in a daze. When Zhang Yan was pushed into the elevator, he finally reacted, picked up the documents on the coffee table, and hurried to catch up. Before leaving, he did not forget to remind the nurse to catch up as well.

In the elevator, Su Boding suddenly remembered to call Aunt Liu.

As expected, it is easier to invite a god than to send him away. Now we have found a good person to welcome the God of Wealth.

After Lin Feng got off work at the outpatient clinic, he returned to the orthopedic inpatient department, but Zhang Yan was no longer in bed 62. Aunt Liu was packing Zhang Yan's daily necessities, and Lin Feng realized that the white bed sheets and quilts used by Young Master Zhang were not provided by the hospital, but were customized according to the size of the hospital bed.

This is too pretentious.

No, the God of Wealth should be delicate.

Lin Feng saw Aunt Liu packing up several large and small bags of daily necessities, sorting them into different categories, and then sending them upstairs.

Seeing that Aunt Liu couldn't carry it all by herself, Lin Feng stepped forward to help carry the bag.

"Oh my!" Aunt Liu turned her back and didn't see Lin Feng coming in. This suddenness scared Aunt Liu. "Oh my, Doctor Lin, when did you come? How come you walked without making any sound? I was really scared. Oh my, you can't do that. Doctor Lin, your hands are supposed to hold a scalpel, how can you help me carry my luggage! Put it down! Put it down!!!"

"It's okay, it's not that expensive." Lin Feng felt that Aunt Liu was exaggerating. He was just carrying a bag, but Aunt Liu made it sound like he was doing some dangerous job.

Lin Feng was tall and had long legs, so he walked out in a few steps. Aunt Liu couldn't stop him from behind.

When he reached the sixteenth floor, Lin Feng realized that he had arrived at the rehabilitation department.

What are you doing here? Oh, I'm here to help Aunt Liu with her luggage. After all, she's been cooking for me before. It's just a small favor. I should do it.

"Doctor Lin, what a rare visitor." Because the orthopedics department and the rehabilitation department often consult, the doctors in the rehabilitation department are quite familiar with Lin Feng. However, it is rare to see Lin Feng running upstairs. Usually, the doctors in the rehabilitation department go downstairs.

Director Xu just came out of acupuncture treatment on a patient and saw Lin Feng holding a luggage bag in one hand. "What? Did Director Shao let you come to our rehabilitation department?"

Director Xu couldn't help but tease this idiot. When each department was competing for him, who wouldn't want this tall and strong boy who looked like he could do hard labor?

Unexpectedly, the orthopedic department snatched it away. Many directors are still envious and jealous of him, and they always want to poach Director Shao's staff.

Lin Feng didn't know how to respond to Director Xu's teasing. After all, he didn't know how he came upstairs like that.

Aunt Liu came over breathlessly, "Doctor Lin, please wait for me. It's no use walking so fast. You don't even know which ward our young master is in."

"Zhang Yan lives in No. 68."

As soon as Zhang Yan arrived at the rehabilitation department, all the medical staff knew what the young master of the Zhang family, the God of Wealth, looked like.

At that time, Zhang Yan looked at the two rows of medical staff in front of him, and always felt that they might be missing a banner, flowers and salutes.

This is too grand. This is too gossipy.