A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

On the Su family's dining table, a dozen or so dishes that had been packed up from the "Hakka King" food stall were lined up in a row.

He was spending other people's money to fill his own stomach, and Gu Feng didn't hold back at all—he only picked the expensive and the right things, filling the table with all the foods that he and Su Man'er usually liked to eat.

"Sister, do you have an appetite now?" Gu Feng asked with a smile.

"I've got it! I've got it!" Su Man'er beamed with joy and nodded repeatedly. Having witnessed Fang Yangjie's fate, she felt incredibly happy. She didn't feel hungry even if she didn't eat a single bite, and no matter how much she ate, she still felt it wasn't enough.

"Really? That's great!" Gu Feng's face lit up with joy, then he asked, "How long has it been?"

"You...you damn Gu Feng, are you asking for a beating?!" Su Man'er then realized she had been tricked and raised her hand in feigned anger as if to hit him.

"You shouldn't have said 'dead Gu Feng,' you should have said 'good Gu Feng.' If Gu Feng were dead, let's see who would treat you well, who would eat with you, and who would play tiger fight with you," Gu Feng said with a grin.

"Hmph, so vain. Four-legged toads are hard to find, but three-legged men are everywhere. I can grab a whole bunch with just a wave of my hand." Su Man'er glared at him.

"There are many men, but few in the world can endure as long as Gu Feng."

"Uh..." Su Man'er was clearly a little overwhelmed. "Gu Feng, when did you become so eloquent?"

"Isn't that all thanks to your excellent training, sister?" Gu Feng complimented with a grin.

"Smooth-talking!" Su Man'er chuckled and scolded, then couldn't help asking, "Were all those people you hired to make things difficult for Fang Yangjie?"

"Only one is." Gu Feng held up one finger.

"Which one? That woman? Her husband? Or that Captain Zhao?" Su Man'er was full of questions.

"Oh, sister, you're all wrong—it's that child."

"Huh?" Su Man'er's eyes widened in surprise. "And who played the child's mother?"

"What are you acting for? She's just the child's biological mother."

"Well……"

"So, never mess with women or children, they can be quite formidable," Gu Feng winked at her.

"You know women are powerful, huh?" Su Man'er laughed.

"Of course, even if it kills you, you'd still be willing to do it." Gu Feng said meaningfully.

"Hmm? Are you talking about me?" Su Man'er's eyes were gentle yet fierce.

"No, no, I was just using an example!" Gu Feng stammered, glancing at the red wine on the table before quickly changing the subject, "Sis, would you like some?"

"Then... let's just have a little bit." Su Man'er knew that alcohol could enhance the mood, and a little bit of alcohol could often amplify the pleasure.

"Sister is above, I am below. Sister says how many times, and that's how many times." Gu Feng joked as he poured her wine.

After two drinks, Su Man'er's originally fair and rosy face became even more flushed. Holding her wine glass, she looked at him with hazy eyes!

"You, I almost don't recognize you anymore. Are you still that braided, ancient-style man I just picked up? Why don't you ask those weird questions anymore?"

"It has indeed changed a bit. But... isn't this a good thing?" Gu Feng asked softly.

"It's good, but it doesn't feel quite real. Before, love, men, wealth, and happiness were all things that were out of my reach. But now, all of that is suddenly out of my reach. It feels like I'm living in a dream." Su Man'er sipped her wine and slowly poured out her heart.

"If this dream is sweet, then let it continue. What's wrong with that?" Gu Feng couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her slightly flushed cheeks. Su Man'er, like a cat, softly rubbed against his warm palm.

"Gu Feng, do you know? Before, every time I opened my eyes and looked at this empty house, I felt empty inside. I worked and earned money just to survive, without a soul or purpose, like a walking corpse, wandering around this bustling metropolis all day long. But since you came, my heart feels heavy every day, so grounded, and I have energy for everything I do. This feeling is really wonderful."

"Hehe, no wonder you're so energetic in bed."

Gu Feng smiled, his fingers lightly tracing her cherry-red lips. Just as he was about to withdraw them, she gently bit his lips!

Gu Feng's heart skipped a beat. A strange tingling sensation shot from his fingertips straight into his heart and lungs, then spread to his limbs and bones. For a moment, he was somewhat lost in thought, staring blankly at the beautiful woman in front of him who was charming to the core.

"Hehe, you idiot, hurry up and eat. After you finish eating, you still have work to do." Su Man'er spat out his finger, her cheeks flushed, her voice barely audible.

……

Waking up in the middle of the night, Su Man'er instinctively reached out to touch the side, expecting to find that familiar, burning hot body, but instead found nothing.

She suddenly opened her eyes, but Gu Feng was no longer on the bed.

Looking around, there wasn't a soul in sight, but a strong smell of medicine filled the air.

She struggled to her feet, her head still a little dizzy, perhaps because the effects of the alcohol hadn't completely worn off.

As I slowly walked out of the room, I noticed two teacups on the table in the living room.

Su Man'er couldn't help but wonder—had guests come to the house while she was asleep? She thought about it carefully, but couldn't remember anything.

I drank a little too much, and after having a good time with that jerk, once I fall asleep, I probably won't be woken up even by thunder.

They searched upstairs and downstairs but couldn't find Gu Feng. However, they heard a rustling sound coming from the courtyard.

So she followed the sound and the smell of medicine, pushed open the gate, and saw Gu Feng squatting in the courtyard.

He propped up his old, long-abandoned iron pot with a few bricks, and somehow managed to get a lot of firewood, and was cooking something.

"Gu Feng," she called softly.

"Uh, sis, did I wake you up?" Gu Feng turned his head. The firelight reflected on his well-defined face, making him look exceptionally handsome.

"No, I woke up on my own." Su Man'er shook her head, then couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing? Why are you cooking here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

She leaned over and looked into the pot, and saw that the broth inside had thickened and turned black, with a rich medicinal aroma wafting from the rising steam.

"I'll make a little something special," Gu Feng replied, stirring the medicinal broth in the pot with chopsticks.

"Who is it for?" Su Man'er found it interesting and squatted down as well.

"Give it to Chu Hanzhong. He solved a problem for me that day, and I promised to make him a real man. We can't go back on our word, can we?" Gu Feng said casually.

"Him? What illness does he have?" Su Man'er asked in surprise.

"What else could it be? Well... that won't work."

"Huh?" Su Man'er's eyes widened in surprise. That tall, imposing man, standing seven feet tall, was actually... This was completely unexpected. She was still somewhat skeptical: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. Didn't he just come by? I examined him carefully. He has lower back and knee pain, weakness in his legs, irritability, dizziness and tinnitus, emaciation, insomnia and excessive dreaming, flushed cheeks, night sweats, dry throat, and persistent erectile dysfunction—typical symptoms of severe kidney deficiency." Gu Feng described Chu Hanzhong's symptoms one by one.

"So what are you making for him right now? An aphrodisiac?" Su Man'er asked again.

Upon hearing this, Gu Feng couldn't help but chuckle: "Aphrodisiacs are all over the shelves in pharmacies these days, and many doctors readily prescribe kidney tonics and aphrodisiacs. But that method is extremely harmful to the body. Patients don't understand, and many doctors themselves are unaware of the harm caused by aphrodisiacs. It's like a lamp with almost no oil left; if you insist on using a match to poke at the wick, it will only burn for a short while. Once that last bit of oil is completely used up, it's truly a case of the lamp going out without oil, a counterproductive move that causes great harm."

"So what are you making?"

"It strengthens the spleen and generates essence, consolidates the foundation and nourishes the source, and strengthens the kidneys. I've used almost all of the three hundred herbs you brought back for me today," Gu Feng said, adding more firewood to the pot.

"Hasn't the medicine already been prescribed? Isn't this enough?" Su Man'er looked at the bubbling medicinal soup in the pot.

"It's still early. We need to boil the medicine into a paste, then stir it into a gel, and finally roll it into pills. Only after that can we finish baking and drying it."

"How long will that take? Why not use natural gas?"

"I reckon it'll be ready around dawn. Natural gas produces too strong a flame; it doesn't bring out the aroma of the medicine. Firewood, on the other hand, is a gentler fire, which makes the soup or medicine much more fragrant. However, coal would be even better."

"Oh, I've learned something from you." Su Man'er followed his example and cupped her hands in a respectful gesture.

"Hehe." Gu Feng couldn't help but laugh when he recalled how silly and ridiculous he looked when he first arrived. After a pause, he added, "Sister, why don't you go to sleep first? This medicine will take a long time to brew, and I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."

"I have nothing to do tomorrow. Why don't you go to sleep, and I'll cook for you? You can teach me how, okay?" Su Man'er said considerately. "You have to go to school tomorrow. How can you have the energy if you don't sleep?"

"This... I'm afraid it won't work. This medicine is very particular about the heat; it's hard to determine exactly what kind of heat to use at what stage. Besides, I can't bear to have you here brewing the medicine while I go and fall asleep."

"Then—let's stay up together." Su Man'er winked at him.

"No. I said I wanted my sister to be happy, how could I let her suffer with me?" Gu Feng felt very guilty.

"Hehe, silly, I'm already very 'happy'. Besides, even if I suffer with you, it's still happiness." Su Man'er gently nestled on his shoulder. Gu Feng laughed along.

Starry night, firelight, gentle breeze, lovers. Su Man'er felt that no night could be more romantic, so warm it almost melted her heart. She couldn't help but hum a soft tune!

"...Are we becoming more and more nostalgic because we're afraid to look forward to the future?"

"...You said the world seems to be collapsing every day, and all you can do is bend over and lower your head, making your dreams smaller and smaller."

"...It's time to hold hands and go up the mountain to see what the view is like from the window that first made my heart flutter. If you can't help crying, let me hold you. Even if there are no big surprises, we should still find some small joys. Even if there are some troubles and helplessness, at least we have the happiness of sharing hardships together."

"...Every time love reaches a dead end, memories come flooding back and hold us back. Although life has its ups and downs, at least we shared the happiness of enduring hardship together. Alone in the wind, all you feel is bitterness; together, you're no longer alone and helpless..."

Gu Feng truly hadn't expected that Su Man'er, who rarely sang, would have such a captivating voice.

It is melodious, beautiful, pleasant to listen to, and elegant, like the sound of nature, filling the ears and lingering in the air.

It's as if the softest cotton is gently caressing your heartstrings, so comforting it makes you tremble, and it also evokes the deepest resonance in your heart.

Even Gu Feng, who knew nothing about music, was captivated by the beauty at that moment, listening with rapt attention.