I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

Chen Feng was still holding on to his own design drawings, and Rui Jier stood by and watched Chen Feng draw the design drawings. She felt that she would never get tired of this kind of painting that did not require tools.

There was a knock on the door behind him, Chen Feng froze, and he and Ruijier turned their heads to look.

"I'll go, Afeng."

"It's okay, I'll go see who it is."

Pushing away the chair, Chen Feng stretched his waist and asked while walking:

"who is it?"

"Feng Jun...it's me."

His voice was trembling, Chen Feng hurriedly opened the door of the room, accompanied by a biting sea breeze and a strong smell of alcohol.

Before she could put down the left hand holding the box, she heard Chen Feng's question.

"Have you been drinking?"

"Um……"

Sayuri's small face was pale, and she still smiled when she saw Chen Feng open the door, raised her left hand, and said:

"This is the dessert I bought this morning, I hope Lord Feng doesn't mind."

left hand...

Out of professional habits, Chen Feng subconsciously glanced at Sayuri's other hand from the corner of his eyes, and saw that Sayuri's right hand was slightly bent, and most of it was retracted into the sleeve.

Xiao Bai is not left-handed, and judging from the action just now, she knocked on the door with her left hand, but if the left hand is holding something, most people would use the other hand to knock on the door.

Touching his chin, Chen Feng took the dessert box that Sayuri handed over, but at the same time, Chen Feng pulled Sayuri's right hand that was tucked into his sleeve.

"Well……"

Suddenly being touched by the wound, Sayuri groaned subconsciously, and hurriedly struggled to get her right hand out of Chen Feng's grasp.

"Injured, what happened."

"No...it's okay, actually..."

"I've brought something, come in, I'll show you."

Chen Feng casually put the dessert box on the cabinet by the front door, and took out a small red bag from the coat he threw casually on the bed.

But Sayuri was still standing at the door, he took a look and urged:

"Isn't it cold outside? I'll let you in."

"oh……"

"Feng, what's wrong?"

Rui Jier, who was still looking at Chen Feng's design drawings, also noticed Chen Feng's movements, so she asked.

"A friend's hand was injured, I'll show her." Chen Lifeng continued without looking up: "There is a dessert on the cabinet at the door, go and get it."

"good."

A... friend? Seems to be pretty good too.

Sayuri stepped into the room and saw Ruijier trotting over, so she greeted her with a smile, "Sorry to bother you."

Rachel shook her head and said nothing.

"Mr. Feng, do you still bring such things with you when you travel?"

Sayuri saw that there were scissors for cutting gauze in Chen Feng's bag, and she was still curious about how these things were brought on the plane and then on the passenger ship.

"Didn't you hurt your right hand? What are you doing sitting on my left? Come to the right."

Sayuri blushed and coughed lightly to cover up her embarrassment.

"Um."

"I'll see what's going on."

Rolling up Sayuri's sleeves, Chen Feng took her cold little hand and found that her side palm was a little black, so he judged:

"Soft tissue injury, I'll get you some Voltaren and apply it, remember to come to my place tomorrow morning to change the dressing."

After unscrewing the cap, Chen Feng applied the medicine to Sayuri's injured part and wrapped it with gauze.

Looking at this extremely serious side face, Sayuri could only feel her heart beating non-stop.

No...can't watch anymore...leave quickly.

Reason told her that she had better hurry up, or she might be paralyzed here.

With the gauze knotted, Sayuri asked stiffly:

"Feng Jun, can you...?"

"Well, it's ok. Fortunately, I didn't hit a bone this time. Be more careful next time."

"Well, then I'll go first."

The time was reversed to five minutes ago, and Hiratsuka, who was leaning on the sofa, shuddered, and the whole person woke up from sleep, his head was dizzy and heavy.

"Ah... so uncomfortable..."

The light in the room was still very dazzling, Hiratsuka glanced at the quilt that was being "shadow cloned" on her body, and went to turn off the light in a daze, and then felt as if there was a cold wind blowing, so she saw that the door of the room was not closed tightly, and went to Pushed straight ahead.

Click——

"Finally you can sleep, Sayuri, don't worry about that kind of thing, just sleep well, good night..."

In the darkness, Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't see clearly that there was no one lying on Sayuri's bed at all, and she fell asleep again.

In the dark corridor, Chen Feng supported the rickety Sayuri and sighed softly.

"Don't run around after drinking. You can give it tomorrow. After drinking, the body temperature is already very high, so blowing cold wind will easily cause the body to stop sweating, capillaries will shrink, blood circulation will slow down, and the utilization rate of liver function will also decrease. Slow down, and it will generate acetaldehyde due to the action of alcohol dehydrogenase..."

Seeing Sayuri's uncomfortable look, Chen Feng couldn't hold back and began to preach. Although he didn't know whether Sayuri could listen to it, as a doctor, he would still do his best to inform patients of the dangers of such a situation.

Sayuri folded her arms around her chest, her teeth were chattering in the cold wind, and she couldn't help laughing when she heard Chen Feng's continuous preaching.

"Feng Jun knows so many things, it's amazing."