I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

Chen Feng was still working on his own design drawings. Reggie stood by and looked at Chen Feng's drawings. She felt that she would never get tired of learning this kind of painting without tools at all.

There was a knock on the door behind him, and Chen Feng's hand movement stagnated, and he and Reggie turned 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 as he walked:

"who is it?"

"Fengjun...it's me."

The sound was trembling, and Chen Feng hurriedly opened the door of the room, accompanied by a sharp sea breeze and a strong smell of alcohol.

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

"Drinking?"

"Um……"

Sayuri's small face turned pale, and she didn't forget to smile when Chen Feng opened the door, lifted her left hand, and said:

"This is the dessert I bought in the morning. I hope Fengjun doesn't mind."

Left hand...

Out of professional habit, Chen Feng glanced at Sayuri's other hand subconsciously from the corner of his eyes, and saw Sayuri's right hand bend slightly, mostly retracted into the sleeves.

Sayuri is not left-handed, and from the previous action, she is knocking on the door with her left hand, but if she is holding something with her left hand, most people will knock on the door with the other hand.

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Feng took the dessert box that Sayuri handed over, but at the same time Chen Feng pulled up Sayuri's right hand that was retracted into the sleeve of her sleeve.

"Well……"

Suddenly being touched and groaning subconsciously, Sayuri hurriedly threw her right hand out of Chen Feng's hand.

"Injured, how did you do it."

"No... it doesn't matter, in fact..."

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

Chen Feng casually placed the dessert box on the cabinet at the front door, and took out a small red bag from the coat that was casually thrown on the bed.

But Sayuri was still standing at the door. He glanced at it and urged:

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

"Oh……"

"Afeng, what's the matter?"

Reggie, who was still looking at Chen Feng's design drawings, also noticed Chen Feng's movements, and asked.

"A friend's hand hurts. I'll show her." Chen Fengtou continued without lifting his head: "There is a dessert on the cabinet at the door. You can bring it in."

"good."

A...friend? It seems pretty good too.

Sayuri stepped into the room and saw Reggie trotting over, so she smiled and greeted, "I'm sorry to interrupt you."

Reggie shook his head and said nothing.

"Feng Jun, do you still bring this kind of thing with you when you travel?"

Sayuri saw Chen Feng's bag with scissors for cutting gauze, and she was still wondering how this thing was taken on the plane and then on the passenger ship.

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

Sayuri's face blushed, and she coughed to hide her embarrassment.

"Um."

"Let me see what's going on."

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

"Soft tissue injury, get some Futarin for you, remember to come here tomorrow morning to change the dressing."

Unscrew the lid, Chen Feng applied the medicine to Sayuri's injured part and wrapped it in gauze.

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

No... I can't watch it anymore... I want to leave quickly.

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

As the gauze knotted, Sayuri asked stiffly:

"Feng Jun is all right...?"

"Well, it's okay. Fortunately, I didn't knock the bones this time. Be careful next time."

"Well, then I will leave first."

When the time turned around five minutes ago, Hiratsuka, who was leaning on the sofa, shivered. He woke up from his sleep, his head faint and heavy.

"Ah... so uncomfortable..."

The light in the room was still very dazzling, Hiratsuka glanced at the bedding on which he was "Shadow Doppelganger", and went to turn off the light in a dazed manner. Then he felt like a cold wind was blowing, so he saw that the door of the room was not closed tightly. Pushed directly before.

Click--

"Finally, you can sleep, Sayuri, don't care about that kind of thing either, get a good night's sleep, good night..."

In the darkness, Shizuka did not see clearly that in fact, Sayuri was not lying on the bed at all, and she fell asleep again.

On the dim corridor, Chen Feng sighed lightly while holding on to the swaying Sayuri.

"Don't run around after drinking. You can give it tomorrow. After drinking, the body temperature is already very high. This will cause the body to stop perspiring, constrict capillaries, slow down blood circulation, and use liver function. It slows down, and will generate acetaldehyde due to the action of alcohol dehydrogenase..."

Seeing Sayuri's uncomfortable look, Chen Feng didn't hold back and began to preach. Although I don't know if Sayuri can listen to it, as a doctor, he will do his duty to inform patients of the harm.

Sayuri put her hands around her chest, her teeth trembling in the cold wind, she couldn't help but laugh when she heard Chen Feng's continuous preaching.

"Feng Jun knows so many things is really amazing."