Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 232 Someone is waiting for him to eat at home

Lin Feng got off work on time in the afternoon. The colleague who came to help from the surgery department saw Lin Feng's back as he carried his lunch bag to the locker room to change clothes. He was so angry that he sat down on the chair and started to speak in a sarcastic manner.

"I was wondering why the orthopedics department was so busy that they had to borrow staff from other departments. It's just two maternity leaves, how busy can it be?

It turns out that our doctor Lin doesn't want to work the night shift. No wonder he dragged me, a poor person, to work like a slave. Only with the support of the God of Wealth can he be so fearless. "

Xiao Wang was sitting nearby organizing today's surgical records. When he heard this, he was so scared that he stood up and waved his hands as if he was signaling a flag.

"Doctor Xu, you can't say that... Doctor Lin just worked the night shift last week. We can't let him work the night shift after the day shift. No one can handle that..."

Xiao Wang signaled to Dr. Xu to stop talking, but he kept talking and showed no tact at all.

"Everyone has gone through this, so why did Lin Feng stop pretending after he became the attending physician with three minutes of fake diligence? Even if he was listed as the God of Wealth, so what? He was still sent back to the inpatient department and even pretended to refuse to work the night shift."

Xiao Wang wanted to cover his mouth, but he felt that his mouth with yellow teeth from smoking was too smelly.

They are the ones that even the God of Wealth gives meals to, so how can they just say that? If the dean knew that someone was making up stories about the God of Wealth in their orthopedic department, then they really would not have a chance to see the God of Wealth, and their performance bonuses would probably be deducted.

Besides, Dr. Lin had always been a hard worker and almost lived in the hospital. If it hadn't happened, he wouldn't have to do the daily work of a resident doctor in the inpatient department, but would have been saving lives and healing the wounded in the outpatient department and emergency department.

In Xiao Wang's opinion, Dr. Xu was just jealous of Dr. Lin's talent. They were both in the same graduate class. Lin Feng was already an attending physician, while he was only a resident.

People cannot be compared with each other. After all, IQ is a fatal flaw. The gap in this aspect cannot be made up for by acquired efforts, because geniuses are also working hard.

When Xiao Wang was hesitating whether to stop Dr. Xu again, Lin Feng appeared at the office door.

"Xiao Wang, let him talk. He has a bad mouth and no one else can stop him. It is said that people with bad mouths will have bad luck because they are cold-hearted and cannot stand seeing others doing well.

I am different. I was rear-ended by Zhang Yan's car, but not only did I not hate him, I saved his life at the first opportunity. If he wanted to be nice to me, I couldn't stop him."

Lin Feng raised the lunch bag in his hand in front of the two people again, "You are busy and hard-working, I have to go back, Zhang Yan's aunt made delicious food, everyone is waiting for me to eat."

Hey, just piss him off to death.

When Lin Feng changed his clothes and came out of the locker room, he heard Dr. Xu's foul mouth talking nonsense. There was a reason why he was thrown out by the surgical staff as a foreign aid.

Lin Feng naturally knew Dr. Xu. They were both in the same training period. Dr. Xu was a snob and a sly person. When the teachers assigned tasks, he always picked the easiest ones and tricked the nurses into covering for him.

He used all kinds of shameful means. But the teachers were not blind. They had so many students and could tell who was good and who was bad at a glance.

Therefore, when Lin Feng received unanimous praise from teachers through his own efforts and continuous learning, Dr. Xu was very dissatisfied.

Even in previous years' selections, Raymond Lam was ranked ahead of Dr. Xu.

However, after Lin Feng became the attending physician, he was no longer considered an excellent doctor because he was often complained about for his cold and harsh attitude towards patients in the outpatient clinic. It was considered good that he was not criticized by the whole hospital.

This time Lin Feng was suspended from outpatient clinic, which made Dr. Xu very happy. He took the opportunity to mock Lin Feng.

Lin Feng doesn’t care. There’s no harm in saying a few words. Hasn’t he been misunderstood and abused enough in recent years?

He had to get off work and go home for dinner, because someone was waiting for him at home. Those poor guys couldn't stand him, so what could they do? He still had to work the night shift, and the performance bonus of the orthopedics department would not be given to him as a substitute foreign player.

As for whether they will give him the bonus from the surgery department, it depends on his popularity.

In Raymond Lam's opinion, it's pretty bad.

Lin Feng walked to the hospital entrance with the lunch bag, scanned a bicycle, and rode home.

The good thing about this hotel is that it is close to the hospital. His commute, which used to take half an hour, now only takes him less than ten minutes by bike.

The autumn wind was cool. As I rode my bike, the wheels carried the fallen leaves for a distance, and the wind blew up Lin Feng's bangs.

Lin Feng felt like he was back in high school. He was still carefree back then. He didn't go home after school, but went to a venue to play a few games of badminton with his classmates. He played until dark, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. Then he packed up and rode his bike home.

When he got downstairs and looked up, Lin Feng saw that the lights in his house were on. His mother had already prepared dinner and was sitting in the living room watching TV waiting for him to come home for dinner.

It's so ordinary, day after day, as if this kind of life can last forever.

Lin Feng threw his schoolbag onto the living room floor, threw his racket onto the ground, took off his coat, threw it onto the washing machine on the balcony, then went to the kitchen to wash his hands and prepare to eat.

Mom followed behind Lin Feng, muttering non-stop: "Look at you, you are so old, but you still can't pack your things properly. I have told you so many times that you should put your shoes in the shoe cabinet immediately after taking them off, and hang this racket on the wall... Hey... look at your schoolbag, it's so dirty..."

Although his mother looked down on Lin Feng, she followed him and helped him clean up.

As for the child, he hasn't grown up yet. Everything will get better slowly. Everything will be fine when he grows up.

This is how Lin Feng’s mother comforted herself.

Later, Lin Feng grew up, suddenly grew up, and became a mature little adult. He could do everything in an orderly manner and do things within his ability to help reduce the burden on his family.

He is no longer the boy that worries his mother.

However, the process of growing up is something I cannot bear to look back on. It was so painful that it just cut my heart open and poured sand, gravel and cement into it.

After a period of time, my whole heart became hard and I no longer felt numb.

Lin Feng had already ridden his bike to the gate of the community, locked it, returned it, and walked towards home carrying the cute lunch bag.

When he got downstairs, Lin Feng looked upstairs as usual. He couldn't see clearly, but he was sure that there was a light on for him.

Someone at home was waiting for him to have dinner.