Fake is true

Facts proved that Yan Fangsheng's premonition was not wrong, he did encounter a bad situation.

The amputation wound became inflamed.

Not sure if it was due to the recent inappropriate care, or the rush all the way, when Lin Pei came to pick him up at the hotel the next day, Yan Fangsheng couldn't wear a prosthesis because of the swelling of the wound, so he couldn't rush to the research institute with him.

Yan Fangsheng did not bring a wheelchair when he was on a business trip. Fortunately, the hotel had complete measures. Lin Pei borrowed a wheelchair from the hotel and took Yan Fangsheng to the hospital for infusion to reduce inflammation.

"Can't you just try the prosthesis?" Yan Fangsheng didn't know what Lin Pei would answer, but he still couldn't help asking, as if he could get the answer he wanted by luck.

"You know that the wound is inflamed and swollen, and the fixed value is not accurate." Lin Pei refused him without any surprise.

"How long will it take to try?"

"It depends on how long it takes for the inflammation to disappear." Lin Pei heard his impatience and asked, "Is there any work arrangement for the next?"

Yan Fang said slowly, "Yes."

"how long?"

"Two days later."

"I'm afraid your work plan needs to be postponed." Lin Pei said regretfully.

Affected by the inflammation, Yan Fangsheng developed a low-grade fever. Linda, who had left early in the morning, rushed to the hospital. She had already left for a long time before hearing the news. She arrived at the hospital with the spoils she bought, a large paper bag with a brand logo.

"What's the matter?" Linda looked coldly, and pulled Lin Pei out of the ward to inquire about the situation. Not long after, Linda, who had learned everything about the situation, pushed the door in, and she put the paper bag at the entrance.

"I'm sorry Mr. Yan, I came too late." Linda frowned slightly, apologetically.

Yan Fangsheng sat on the bed and raised his hand to stop her from embracing the mistake.

"It's not your problem."

Even if Linda doesn't go out, he will be sent to the hospital because of inflammation, which is not Linda's responsibility.

"Do you need to return home early?" Yan Fangsheng looked at her.

With this delay, everything will be postponed. Although Linda is not the only assistant in Zheng Chang, Linda is the one he uses the most. The question of whether she will stay or stay in the future is yet to be discussed.

"I'll ask Mr. Zheng for instructions later." Linda bit her lips lightly.

"Ah."

Linda left the ward, only Yan Fangsheng was left in the single ward, and there was a pot of unrecognizable green plants in the window, growing gratifyingly, Yan Fangsheng looked at it for a while, and his eyelids became heavier.The low fever caused him to feel drowsy, but before he fell asleep, the door was pushed open, the sound of high heels stomping on the floor entered the room, and Yan Fangsheng opened his eyes.

Linda saw Yan Fangsheng fell asleep after entering the door, but it was too late to get out.

"How?" Yan Fang's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Boss Zheng asked me to accompany you back home."

Sure enough, as Li Zhong said, he said that even the elderly can't fall.

Mu Zhou went on the road steadily and steadily, and gradually adapted to the body on the slightly undulating road.

The response of mountain bikes is more sensitive than that of ordinary bicycles, and the body is heavier, which requires more energy to ride. After two laps, Mu Zhou began to sweat. The sun was too hot, and the compacted part of the helmet was hot. Poached eggs can be boiled.

"Change places when you get used to it! Take the middle road!" Li Zhong shouted from a long distance away.

Seeing that Mu Zhou was studying, the others basically stopped, especially afraid of colliding with the inexperienced Mu Zhou during the leap.

Everyone stopped and caused a problem. There were too many eyes on Mu Zhou, and everyone around him stared at him, giving opinions in twos and threes from time to time.

Boys have a bit of a mentality of winning. Once they are in this kind of environment, they will subconsciously show off. Mu Zhou rode on the road, and he was able to deal with small fluctuations. After riding for two laps very comfortably, he braked and stopped. Next, wait for Li Zhong to give him the next command.

"Don't even think about changing places, you know this way back and forth, this place doesn't know you, it's easy to trip you up."

Mu Zhou didn't wait for Li Zhong to speak, but instead heard a man not far from him speak.

After the man said this, Mu Zhou looked at Li Zhong, and Li Zhong nodded in agreement, "Tread the ground! It's not easy to go any other way!"

Hearing this, Mu Zhou could only continue, mastering the foot feel that is different from ordinary riding. He focused on controlling the direction. There were fine stones on the ground, and the tires made a rough grinding sound when they were pressed against the ground. When the tires moved an inch, he felt at ease. The more Mu Zhou rode, the more courageous he became, and the more he rode, the more comfortable he became.

Continuous ups and downs, uncertain marks, people float up and down with the car body.

It's like flying.

His heart was unwilling to stay in his chest, and it was pounding in his chest as he moved, passionately sending blood oxygen to all parts of his body.

"Endurance is not bad!" Li Zhong praised.

After riding five or six times, Mu Zhou stopped the car in front of Li Zhong, panting uncontrollably, his thighs were numb and seemed to be weak.

"Replenish electrolytes." Li Zhong threw a bottle of functional drink into Mu Zhou's arms.

Mu Zhou unscrewed the bottle and took a sip, some gushed out from the corner of his mouth when he drank too quickly, and he wiped it clean indifferently.

"Uncle, can I still ride?" Mu Zhou's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Li Zhong sat down on the ground, "I just want to see if you can ride it today."

After receiving the reply, Mu Zhou was about to get on the car, but Li Zhong yelled, "Take a break, why worry, I'll pinch your watch for you, and you can take a rest for 10 minutes before going."

He said: "Give up your strength, you can change to a new road in a while."

After finding the fun, it was difficult to perceive the flow of time. It was near noon, and when the group took a break to finish their lunch, Mu Zhou suddenly realized that it was already noon.

He rode three roads in the morning, riding back and forth, none of which were difficult roads, and he mastered them very well.

Except for Mu Zhou, everyone else had already prepared. They brought rations, and Mu Zhou didn't have anything, but there were some snacks in the bag.

Seeing him take out two bags of snacks from his backpack, everyone laughed.

"Let's eat ours. Snacks don't make you full."

Mu Zhou touched his ears, feeling embarrassed.

Playing with them, eating their food, even going up the mountain together, Mu Zhou has never been so passionate about strangers.

Seeing that he was embarrassed, Li Zhong shouted: "Why are you shy, men can't be thin-skinned!"

"That's right, you can't get a wife if you are thin-skinned." Others echoed.

Hearing this, a bunch of people laughed.

Mu Zhou took a piece of bread, opened it and ate a couple of mouthfuls, and suddenly heard Li Zhong ask: "Xiao Zhou, do you have a girlfriend yet?"

"Ah?" Mu Zhou was startled, biting the bread and not moving.

"No." Mu Zhou shook his head and swallowed the dry bread.

"Very good, a student should look like a student." The man sitting on the other side of Mu Zhou said.

"Don't you even have someone you like?" Li Zhong asked again.

Mu Zhou bowed to take the drink, and said vaguely, "No."

When he raised his upper body, he felt his chest hit by a small dangling object. It was the pendant he hung when he came, and Yan Fangsheng returned his gold coin.

Mu Zhou lowered his eyes and took another bite of the bread.

Lying is innocent, he thought.

Anyway, Yan Fangsheng couldn't hear him lying.

Anyway...Yan Fangsheng didn't care if he liked it or not.