After staring at Nangong Bing's dodging eyes, Lin Zifeng did not continue to ask.

Accompanied by Nangong Bing, the two of them quickly came to the orthopedic hospital.

Looking at the crowded registration team, Lin Zifeng felt that his head suddenly became bigger. With so many people, it was his turn to register in the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month?

"You sit for a while, I'll queue up for you." Nangong Bing's slender jade fingers gently helped Lin Zifeng to the bench, and his gentle voice moved Lin Zifeng a little.

"I'll go, you are a president-level person, and you're not good at queuing up low-level employees like me, right?"

"Did you want to anger me?"

"No, when did I get angry with you?" Lin Zifeng was depressed. Could it be that she would let her sit down and rest and queue up to register by herself? Is this annoying her?

Then I have to be angry to death every day?

"You are a patient now, so you can do nothing now, just have me to do everything." Nangong Bing stood up with a towering ****, with a small wife.

"Hehe, you are so nice, wife." Lin Zifeng grinned.

"What did you say!" Nangong Bing suddenly stared at his starry eyes and said with a terrifying look in his eyes.

"Uh... I shouted wrongly, I'm just blamed for being mean, hehe, sorry, sorry." The guy quickly patted his mouth lightly and smiled flatteringly.

"Hmph, don't scream like this in the future." Nangong Bing turned his head and lined up.

Looking at Nangong Bing's slender body and his black intellectual small high heels, it was really fascinating.

But Lin Zifeng knew that his relationship with Nangong Bing could not have further development.

And Nangong Bing didn't like him at all.

But just as Lin Zifeng was a little stunned, someone suddenly slapped his shoulder.

Looking back, it was a man with a relatively vulgar looking middle-aged uncle who was grinning, glanced at Nangong Bing with a playful look, and then glanced at Lin Zifeng with a few glances, and laughed: "Brother, is that your wife?"

Lin Zifeng nodded indifferently, but then shook his head again.

The middle-aged man didn't understand what he meant, and then he didn't give up and asked again: "Is it your wife?"

Lin Zifeng still ignored him and glanced at him with an almost idiot-looking look, then ignored such a person.

"Oh, it's such a waste of resources. A mute can marry such a beautiful woman like a fairy. It's so annoying." As he said that, he secretly glanced at Lin Zifeng a few times and saw his expression, but was disappointed. Lin Zifeng didn't move, and looked straight ahead, as if he didn't hear anything.

"I'll go! Isn't it a deaf person?" The middle-aged man stared at the dead fish's eyes and said in shock again.

Lin Zifeng still didn't move anyway, and didn't even blink his eyes.

The middle-aged man shook his head, and his wretched little eyes secretly glanced at Nangong Bing's beautiful figure and murmured: "What a beautiful woman, it's a pity that a blood was inserted into cow dung. It seems that the truth of the beauty and beasts in this era remains unchanged."

Until Nangong Bing hangs the account and walks towards Lin Zifeng, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up.

With his lustful eyes and slightly exaggerated mouth, he was stunned, especially when Nangong Bing glanced at him, the bastard was wet under the bastard... The legendary big wet brother!

"I've got the account ready, let's go." Nangong Bing's body-filled skin made the middle-aged man saliva almost flow.

Nangong Bing glanced at him coldly, and just glanced at him.

This guy is totally obsessed.

"Your friend?"

"I don't know." Lin Zifeng shook his head.

"Then are you so close to him?"

"I don't know where the big fool came from." Lin Zifeng shrugged.

"Let's go." Feeling the unconcealed gaze of the middle-aged man, Nangong Bing felt a little disgusted.

"Yes." Lin Zifeng nodded and took Nangong Bing to the third floor of the orthopedic department.

It was not until Nangong Bing and the others gradually walked away that the middle-aged man gradually woke up from his obsession.

"Hey! Hey! Isn't he deaf and mute? Why can he still talk?" The middle-aged man was also confused.

But after thinking about it carefully, the guy jumped up on the bench.

He cursed at the top of his voice: "Damn! Who is stupid? Who is stupid? You are! You are, your whole family is!"

I thought that after the scolding, I could relieve my anger in my heart.

As a result, passers-by A, B, C and D lined up around them all looked contemptuous.

He angrily scolded in unison: "Silly!"

...

"Doctor, how is his arm? Is it serious?"

In the orthopedic diagnosis room, Lin Zifeng was like a pig's trotter. At Nangong Bing's request, he took several orthopedic films in a row.

In the end, the old Chinese doctor watched the diagnosis video for a long time, but he couldn't see the result.

"Uh, this is his problem, this is his problem..."

I'm just taking orthopedic films, and I'm not asking you to get a bag for me. As for how hard it is?

Lin Zifeng had long been unhappy with this old guy. It seemed that this old guy must have wanted to make a mistake.

To put it bluntly, doctors nowadays prescribe medicine to patients randomly. Some of them even had no illness and had to be cured by them.

"Doctor, what's going on? His arm is fine? Is it important?" Nangong Bing frowned and bit his cherry lips lightly, and his expression became a little nervous, afraid that something would happen to Lin Zifeng.

"This problem is a bit serious, but big or small. Fortunately, it was delivered in time. If it was two or three days later, it might be even worse." The old Chinese doctor shook his head and sighed again. An old face covered with wrinkles was shaking, but he couldn't tell the current situation of Lin Zifeng, especially his word "What" at the same time, which made it difficult to guess where he was talking about the dialect.

"I'm talking to old man, what's going on in my situation? You'll reply to me, don't shake your head all the time. What's the conclusion?" Lin Zifeng began to learn the tone of the old Chinese medicine, and his face turned green, especially when Lin Zifeng was learning his dialect, Lin's quick-talking made the old man bulge his mouth, but it was hard to talk to him.

"Stop making trouble." Nangong Bing quickly reached out to pinch his thighs.

The pain was so painful that the guy almost even had tears falling down.

I am a patient now! I won’t be so tormenting, right?

It was just a small problem, but it ended up leaving the hospital.

His hands were completely covered with stone powder, and he couldn't even bend his arms.
Chapter completed!