A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

In the dim light, Ding Hanhan lay sprawled on the bed, like a vivid and sensual painting.

"Do not look at what is improper" is a principle of gentlemen. But Gu Feng never considered himself a gentleman.

If taking a few extra glances at the beautiful scenery makes one a villain, and not looking at it makes one a gentleman, then he would rather be an honest villain than pretend to be a hypocrite.

Moreover, he came here tonight with a truly honest and compassionate heart as a doctor.

However, despite her open and honest demeanor, the ambiguous contact she had during the day still involuntarily flashed through her mind, and a slight impulse inevitably welled up in her heart.

However, it was obvious that Ding Hanhan, who was currently suffering from pain, had no idea that someone had come in.

Her eyes were closed, her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and she was making low moans of pain.

At this moment, she no longer possessed any of the arrogance and willfulness of a pampered young lady. Instead, she looked like a wounded lamb, curled up there pitifully.

"Ding Hanhan, Ding Hanhan, wake up, wake up, what's wrong with you?" Gu Feng called her several times, and when she didn't respond, he simply reached out and pushed her.

When his fingers touched that smooth, soft, and jade-like skin, his heart skipped a beat, and his breathing became heavy and rapid.

But then he muttered a curse to himself.

If she were perfectly healthy, he wouldn't mind waking her up and teasing her a bit; but she's really sick now, and he's still thinking about all sorts of random things, which is just too opportunistic and despicable.

Ding Hanhan wasn't actually sleeping soundly. She thought that one of the maids had heard the noise and come to check on her, so she didn't bother to open her eyes. She figured the maid would know she was sick and would call the doctor anyway.

But when the person opened his mouth and she caught a whiff of a man's scent that was both strange and familiar, she suddenly realized that it was Gu Feng who had entered.

Startled, she sat up abruptly from the bed, but the movement seemed to aggravate her pain, causing her eyebrows to furrow even more tightly.

"You...why haven't you left yet? What...what do you want to do?"

"Your dad insisted I stay at your place tonight, so I did. I heard you whining and moaning like you were dying, so I came to check if you were dead yet." Gu Feng's tone was indifferent, but seeing her stubborn little face, he couldn't help but tease her with a sarcastic remark.

"Hmph, it's none of your business!" Ding Hanhan retorted coldly, but a sharp pain in her lower abdomen made her face turn even paler.

Hearing her weak, feeble snort and seeing the pain on her face, Gu Feng's initial amusement vanished, replaced by a sense of shame. At this critical juncture, he really shouldn't have provoked her further. His tone softened involuntarily:

"Is your stomach upset? Your dad said you locked yourself in your room as soon as you got back and didn't come out. Did the pain start around that time?"

"I don't need your fake concern, I'm not going to die." Ding Hanhan replied in a muffled voice, but a faint warmth flowed through her heart—you actually care about me?

"Trying to be kind will only get you struck by lightning. If I were really being kind, I wouldn't care whether you live or die," Gu Feng replied irritably.

"Hmph, if you were really that kind, you should have asked me while we were in the car."

"..." Gu Feng was speechless. It turned out that the little girl was already feeling unwell in the car, but at that time he was completely focused on practicing his internal energy, so he didn't have time to care about her.

He was too lazy to explain anymore, so he simply grabbed her wrist and started taking her pulse.

Ding Hanhan struggled a few times but couldn't break free, so she had no choice but to let him hold her. She saw that this scoundrel had his eyes closed for a while before opening them, and his thieving eyes were scanning her body back and forth!

Looking down, she realized she had been exposed. Her pretty face flushed crimson with embarrassment and anger. She mustered all her strength to shake off his hand and grabbed her coat from the bedside to wrap herself tightly.

As the saying goes, anger is bad for your health.

Ding Hanhan was already weak and in pain. When a grown man suddenly barged into her boudoir and looked her up and down, and when she thought of all the times he had bullied her, all the grievances and shame in her heart turned into even more intense cramping pain!

The pain made her face turn deathly pale, and she was covered in cold sweat. She didn't even have the energy to argue with him anymore. She just stared at Gu Feng with a mixture of hatred and resentment in her eyes, as if he was the one who caused her stomachache.

Gu Feng wasn't annoyed at all; instead, his voice became extremely gentle, even unusually soft.

"Have you experienced this pain occasionally before?"

Hearing him speak to her in this tone for the first time, Ding Hanhan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but nod.

"Is your period always irregular? Sometimes it comes early, sometimes it's late, and sometimes it doesn't come at all for several months?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Hanhan's embarrassment and anger flared up again. She glared at him resentfully, but ultimately lacked the courage to meet his frank gaze. Her face flushed, she lowered her head.

That's utterly shameless, asking a girl such a question.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes." Gu Feng's infuriating tone rang out again.

Ding Hanhan's lips moved, but in the end she said nothing.

He was right; that's exactly what happened to me. After my first period, I even went a whole year without menstruating.

However, she wasn't foolish enough to think she was pregnant, after all, no boy other than Gu Feng had ever touched her.

Seeing her expression, Gu Feng knew he had guessed everything, so he continued to analyze her condition:

"Judging from the pulse I feel, you must have experienced a great emotional upheaval around the time of your first period, and were also exposed to cold water, which caused the root of the problem, resulting in poor menstrual flow and stagnation of qi and blood."

Upon hearing this, Ding Hanhan couldn't help but glance at him. Although her face remained cold, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"It was around that time that you became melancholic, irritable, and easily angered. The slightest setback could set you off. Fortunately, your background and upbringing were good, and your family rules were strict, which instilled in you a strong sense of composure and dignity. This composure countered your volatile emotions, keeping them suppressed. Medically speaking, while this restraint prevented you from losing control in public, the unexpressed repression made you increasingly uncomfortable, leading to another illness—your current icy demeanor. To others, you appear aloof and unapproachable. But your true nature is cheerful, lively, and kind. I believe many people can sense this; otherwise, you wouldn't have so many supporters in your class and at school."

Gu Feng's words seemed to strike Ding Hanhan's heart directly.

When she was thirteen, her period started and her pants were soaked with blood. She was so frightened that she cried loudly and ran home to tell her mother, only to find her parents arguing fiercely.

Finally, the mother dragged a suitcase and resolutely left the Ding family.

Just then, a torrential downpour began, accompanied by thunder.

Ignoring the red stain beneath her, Ding Hanhan cried and chased after her mother in the rain, begging her to stay, but her mother ultimately left without looking back.

Having suffered such a huge blow when she first started menstruating, and then getting caught in the rain, Ding Hanhan fell seriously ill.

After recovering from the illness, he was left with a lingering ailment.

This constant procrastination has shaped him into his current cold and aloof personality, unable to show warmth to anyone except his grandfather.

In fact, Ding Hanhan herself was well aware of her own situation.

She clearly wanted to be kind to someone, like Gu Feng who had risked his life to save her several times. She wanted to be nicer to him, even if it didn't improve their relationship, she didn't want to always be so cold and aloof towards him.

Thinking about it is one thing, doing it is another. She found that she couldn't control herself at all. Even though she had a lot of thoughts about being good to him, she still had a cold face when it came to the end.

The saying "a mental illness must be cured by a mental cure" is absolutely true. Gu Feng's words not only touched her heart but also revealed the crux of her problem.

It felt like something that had been blocking my chest had loosened a bit, and my stomach seemed to be churning less. My breathing became much more steady, and although the pain was still there, it wasn't as unbearable as before.

"Can...can my illness still be cured?" Ding Hanhan asked in a low voice.

"No." Gu Feng shook his head.

Just as Ding Hanhan's heart sank into an ice cave, and despair surged again alongside her abdominal pain, he added, "Others can't, but I can. However..."

As the saying goes, "One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black." After spending a long time with his advisor, Gu Feng also learned the trick of leaving things unsaid.

"But what?" Ding Hanhan couldn't help but ask.

"But I want to ask you, Ding Hanhan, do you believe me?" Gu Feng stared at her, his tone unusually serious.

"Does this...have anything to do with treating illness?" Ding Hanhan was taken aback.

"Of course it's related, extremely so. For your illness to be cured completely, the doctor-patient relationship must be based on absolute trust. Otherwise, even I can't do anything about it," Gu Feng said slowly, then asked again, "Ding Hanhan, are you willing to let me treat your illness? Are you willing to trust me?"

Faced with Gu Feng's persistent questioning, Ding Hanhan was somewhat bewildered. She didn't know exactly what level of "absolute trust" he meant.

In her memory, Gu Feng's character was really not good. Although he had saved her several times, she always believed in her heart that he was a greedy, lustful, and shameless man.

The idea of ​​"I have no way to repay a life-saving debt, so I can only repay it with my body" doesn't exist for Ding Hanhan. These days, there are many ways to repay kindness; it doesn't necessarily have to involve humiliating oneself. However... if he really insists on using her virginity as repayment, then she can only helplessly agree, just consider it... being haunted by a ghost.

But is this the kind of trust he wants right now? Am I thinking the wrong thing?

On second thought, if she could grit her teeth and agree to such an absurd condition as offering herself in marriage, why couldn't she agree to all that the other person wanted was a word of "trust"?

After much deliberation, Ding Hanhan finally nodded hesitantly.

"Please say it out loud." Gu Feng looked at her very seriously.

"I believe you." Ding Hanhan gritted her teeth and uttered three words in a deep voice.

"Okay. Although your pain has been relieved somewhat for now, it's only temporary. The root cause is still there, and it will definitely recur in the future. Don't underestimate this illness; it will not only continue to torment you, but it will also affect your future married life and may even seriously affect your fertility."

As Gu Feng's tone grew increasingly harsh, Ding Hanhan's face paled little by little. In the end, even Gu Feng couldn't bear it anymore and softened his tone, saying:

"But don't worry, as long as you cooperate fully with me, I'm confident I can cure you."

Gu Feng's words filled Ding Hanhan with an unprecedented surge of excitement. The solid sense of security she felt when she nestled in his arms that afternoon quietly returned, causing her to involuntarily respond:

"Um."

Her shy demeanor gave Gu Feng a fleeting illusion that she was actually the same as Su Man'er—outwardly fierce, unruly, and willful, but inwardly, she was an extremely clean and gentle girl.

Women are typically emotional creatures, drawn to things that seem unrelated yet touch their hearts. Even the outwardly cold Ding Hanhan is no exception to this rule. Moreover, this coldness was not her intention in the first place.

Gu Feng took in the subtle changes on her face and chuckled inwardly: the arrogant little princess was now under his control. Now, he would watch how he manipulated her and cured her of her ailments with ease.