Life game

Chapter 695 The sequelae of the buff
It was the first time Jiang Feng felt this way. He had eaten Li Hongzhang's chowder, and he had eaten pure meat wontons that were more ruthless than Li Hongzhang's chowder, but he didn't feel this way.

The pressure, anxiety, resentment, anger and other negative emotions that have been tormenting him these days, which have been suppressed and unable to vent, all spewed out along with the chewed pigeon eggs down his throat, making Jiang Feng think Tears, want to cry, want to cry on the table.

Jiang Feng thought so, and did the same.

He held the bowl and cried, eating while crying, salty tears dripping down his cheeks into the bowl and into the soup.He was crying silently at first, and then gradually became louder, and the louder he cried, the more he cried until he couldn't swallow.

Everything was meaningless, Jiang Feng didn't think about anything now, he just wanted to cry loudly.

He finally understood what was tormenting him these days.

is guilt.

The guilt towards the two grandfathers, the guilt towards Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang, the guilt towards Wu Minqi, the guilt towards the other colleagues in Taifeng Building, and the guilt towards Peng Changping.

He didn't do anything wrong, he just felt sorry for the tolerance they expected of him these days, and for the expectation he had of himself.

People are really stressed because they have expectations.

These silent expectations became chains of shackles pressing on him. At first, they were small and light. As time went by, these shackles became heavier and heavier like a river of water, and they became more and more stressful, which made him nervous and depressed. He couldn't breathe.

He didn't even know where these shackles came from.

Now that he knows, these shackles are also opened and let go.

With tears, they left his body together.

One can shout from a rooftop, howl in an empty room, or cry in a deserted home.

"I'm good at cooking." Jiang Feng repeated this sentence as if he was drunk last night, but this time he didn't even have Wang Hao by his side, so he could cry unscrupulously, and he could use a louder voice than crying. The voice scolded itself.

"Why do I cook like this? It's been more than two months, and I can't even make broth."

"I'm good at cooking..."

"I really……"

He felt that he didn't know what to scold when he scolded himself, so he could only repeat the monotonous sentence "I'm a good cook".

He is really good at cooking, obviously only a little bit, a little bit, but he can't touch it no matter what, it's just a little bit worse every time.

Jiang Feng felt that he was tired from crying, so tired that he didn't even have the energy to say that he was good, and so tired that even choking felt unnecessary.

He didn't notice that the door was already open, and there were two people standing in the entrance.

It was Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian.

Wu Minqi told them that Jiang Feng was not in a good spirit today. They both came back to deliver food to Jiang Feng because they were worried that Jiang Feng would not have lunch at noon. They also wanted to take this opportunity to talk to Jiang Feng, but they saw the scene just now.

When Jiang Feng noticed that his parents had been standing at the door for a long time, he had finished crying, and felt a lot more at ease. After venting all the negative emotions accumulated for many days, he felt unprecedentedly comfortable and happy.

"Dad, Mom..." Jiang Feng was dumbfounded, he didn't know when Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang came, and how much they had seen.

"Small." Wang Xiulian had been wiping tears at the door for more than ten minutes.

"If we can't learn it, we won't learn it. If the restaurant goes bankrupt, we will go home. Your dad and I will continue to open a small fried shop. Your dad and I will pay back the money owed. Do whatever you like." Jiang Feng stopped crying, and changed to Wang Xiulian Cried.

"Yes!" Jiang Jiankang echoed loudly, "Son, if you don't want to study anymore, let's go home. If we don't stay in Beiping, let's go back to City Z. If your grandfather beats your father to help you, we will return the restaurant to Professor Li. Let's stop learning and not suffer from this grievance."

Jiang Feng: ...

He felt like crying again.

Wang Xiulian stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Feng's hand: "Son, don't be overwhelmed. Don't think about those children in the news who committed suicide by jumping off a building because of work pressure. If there is pressure, we will stop doing it. If we can't bear it, we will go back. Home, if something happens, your dad is still there, don't scare your mom, don't be overwhelmed."

Obviously, both Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang thought that Jiang Feng just collapsed due to too much pressure.

Jiang Feng: "...Mom, I just ate Li Hongzhang's chowder."

Wang Xiulian's crying stopped suddenly.

Wang Xiulian was dumbfounded.

Jiang Jiankang was also dumbfounded.

When they just opened the door, they were all so frightened by Jiang Feng's appearance that they didn't pay attention to the dishes on the table, thinking that Jiang Feng collapsed while eating.

"You...you child." Wang Xiulian was a little embarrassed for a while, and quickly wiped off the tears on her face, "Why eat this dish, you scared your parents and me to death. Don't eat this It's ready, your dad and I brought you food, all made by your grandfather, and your dad didn't steal a single bite."

"Jiankang, what are you still doing standing at the door, close the door and bring over the food, I haven't eaten for so long!"

"Oh oh oh oh." Jiang Jiankang closed the door immediately as if waking up from a dream.

"Mom and Dad, I'm fine, don't think about it." Jiang Feng's voice was a little hoarse because he cried too hard just now.

Wang Xiulian didn't speak, she took Li Hongzhang's chowder down the toilet.

Jiang Jiankang looked at Jiang Feng as if he was thinking of writing something.

"Honey, do you think Er Zai doesn't look right?" Jiang Jiankang asked after Wang Xiulian brought back the empty bowl.

Jiang Feng quickly explained: "I'm really fine."

"It seems a little bit." Wang Xiulian walked in, reached out to touch Jiang Feng's forehead very skillfully, and was shocked, "No, I seem to have a fever."

Jiang Feng was so stupid that he hurried to find a thermometer to measure his temperature.

A test, 39.2 ℃.

high fever!

Only then did Jiang Feng realize belatedly that he felt that it was not because of a hangover that he had been groggy all this time, but because of a fever.

He hasn't had a fever for about six or seven years. To be precise, he rarely even has a cold. He doesn't remember how it feels to be sick and have a fever for a long time.

It is definitely not a trivial matter for an adult to suddenly have a high fever to this temperature, and it will be troublesome if it is accidentally dragged into pneumonia.In this way, Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang didn't care about Jiang Feng's pain just now, so they called Jiang Shoucheng and asked him to register Jiang Feng first, and then dragged Jiang Feng to see a doctor without letting him eat.

For the sake of insurance, Jiang Jiankang also asked the doctor to do a set of more detailed examinations on Jiang Feng.

The result of the examination was that Jiang Feng had to be hospitalized for observation for a few days, not because of a high fever, but because of something else.

"Young man, the work pressure must be quite high recently. Don't work overtime, and don't always work all night. Your body won't be able to bear it."

Sitting on the hospital bed, Jiang Feng was getting an IV drip, while the doctor was explaining his condition to him.

"Work all night?" Jiang Feng was dumbfounded. His daily working hours were not short but not all night long.

"Young people, don't work hard to ruin your body because you are young and in good health. Your body belongs to you. You are Xiaojiang's younger brother. I will say something directly. If you continue to overdraw your body and energy to work, your body will be damaged sooner or later. I can't take it anymore, I heard from Xiao Jiang that you are on vacation today, right? Thanks to your rest, otherwise there might be some serious problems if you continue like this." The doctor gave Jiang Feng two orders because Jiang Feng is Jiang Shoucheng's cousin. sentence.

"Your high fever is temporary. There shouldn't be any major problems with the infusion today or tomorrow. You should stay in the hospital for observation for a few more days. After you leave the hospital, you'd better ask for leave from the company, rest more, relax more, and go out for entertainment. There shouldn't be any major problems." The doctor said, "Xiaojiang is going to a meeting now. He will come over to tell you about other precautions when the meeting is over. If you feel uncomfortable, just ring the bell and call the nurse. Your parents should go back and pack their things. Don't take your luggage with you." If you have a lot of things, just bring a change of clothes.”

"The food in the orthopedic cafeteria is okay. If you are not used to eating in other canteens, you can go to the orthopedic cafeteria. Eat more good food, supplement your nutrition, sleep more, and rest more."

Jiang Feng heard a lot from the doctor before he realized it: "Doctor, do you mean that my high fever is due to overwork?"

"It can also be understood in this way." The doctor nodded, "Long-term high-intensity work, high mental tension, once you relax, you are prone to some symptoms. And your endocrine disorders are also caused by long-term high-intensity work, but it is not serious. Take your medicine, get plenty of rest, get back to your normal routine and you'll be back to normal soon."

After speaking, the doctor left, leaving Jiang Feng sitting on the hospital bed dumbfounded.

He is overworked?
Is this considered overwork?
Can this be overworked?
Jiang Feng felt that if he was considered overworked, most of the 996 might have to die suddenly.

Jiang Feng sat on the hospital bed and thought for a long time before he managed to come up with a reason that could explain why he was overworked.

Braised pork.

Braised pork's hard work buff.

The buff of braised pork can make people maintain enthusiasm for work, work hard and go all out for 12 consecutive hours, but people's energy is limited, and 12 hours of concentrated work will definitely bring a certain degree of burden to the body.

Mentally it may be enough, but not physically.

Not to mention that it is not impossible for Jiang Feng to experience symptoms of overwork after eating buffs for more than two months in a row.

The buff of this braised pork is like a tonic. Occasionally it is useful and very useful, but if you take the tonic as a meal and overdo it, the tonic will become poison.

Thinking about this, Jiang Feng couldn't help sighing.

Although buff is good, you can't eat it every day.

It's a three-point drug, this thing has sequelae!

(End of this chapter)