A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

In the room, Chu Xinran was lying face down on the bed in an odd position.

Upon seeing Gu Feng enter, her originally pale face immediately flushed crimson, and she looked incredibly embarrassed.

Gu Feng slammed the door shut behind him and, without even saying hello, casually said, "Take your pants off."

"Huh?" Chu Xinran's head exploded as if struck by a thunderbolt. Her heart skipped a beat, and her face turned deathly pale with fright.

Gu Feng himself pondered his words and blushed – both the wording and the tone were extremely lewd.

But since he had already spoken, he had no intention of taking it back and continued to meet her gaze directly.

Chu Xinran stared blankly at him, and Gu Feng felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, but he still added confidently, "My sister just told me about the situation. If we want treatment, we need to get checked; if we need to get checked, we naturally have to take our pants off."

"But...but you don't have to be so direct! As a doctor, don't you care about your patients' feelings at all? Who can stand what you're saying!"

"If you're sick, get treatment. What's there to hide?" Gu Feng said confidently again.

"But are you sure you can handle it? This sore is killing me." Chu Xinran's face was full of bitterness.

"If you don't trust me, why did you ask me to come? Don't worry, as long as it's not too serious, I guarantee you won't have a single scar left." Gu Feng patted his chest confidently.

Chu Xinran felt a pang of grievance—it wasn't me who invited you, it was my dad who invited you.

But upon further reflection, I felt mostly helpless. Why did I have to get sick at this particular time? If I don't let him see a doctor, who else can? Who knows what might happen if we go to the hospital!

After much deliberation, she gritted her teeth, her face flushed crimson, and finally steeled herself: "Fine. If you can't cure me, see how I deal with you."

"Didn't you already tidy up?" Gu Feng retorted bitterly in his heart, while the "hospital incident" involuntarily flashed through his mind again.

Chu Xinran's bedroom was decorated like a little princess's castle, completely at odds with her quiet and elegant appearance. Perhaps because few men usually set foot in the room, the whole room was filled with a fresh and elegant fragrance.

The door was tightly closed, and the curtains were drawn tightly. In the dim light, only the orange glow of the bedside lamp was dimly lit, making the atmosphere in the room even more ambiguous.

Under the light, Chu Xinran lay on the bed like a shy kitten, not daring to meet the man's gaze, let alone cooperate with the examination.

Gu Feng thought to himself: We can't keep this up forever, who has the time to waste with you? I still have to go home and fight the tiger. So he chuckled and pretended to be frank: "Alright, alright, there's no distinction between men and women between doctors and patients. Don't treat me like a man, just treat me as a doctor, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

I wish I didn't treat you like a man, but I don't have the ability to deceive myself.

Chu Xinran thought to herself, then scoffed, "What do you mean by 'no distinction between men and women'? A man is a man, and a woman is a woman. Men are most hypocritical when they solemnly deny it."

This usually foolproof argument failed to work on Chu Xinran.

Gu Feng was a little at a loss for words, unable to deny it or admit it. He could only put on a straight face and change the subject in a serious manner: "Miss Chu, are you going to get treatment or not? It's getting late. You don't have school tomorrow, but I do."

Despite saying that, my mind was racing: it seems that being a doctor really does guarantee a profit, and I'm going to get a great deal for no reason.

Chu Xinran felt extremely bitter inside—a person can have anything, but they can't be sick.

But having come this far, she had no choice but to accept it. Her face flushed, her voice barely audible, she asked, "Could you...close your eyes?"

"Close your eyes?" Gu Feng not only didn't close them, but widened his eyes even more, staring straight at her.

Chu Xinran blushed again, realizing that the request was outrageous—how could she examine someone with their eyes closed?

"Then could you...?"

"Chu Xinran, why have I never seen you so fussy before?" Gu Feng interrupted her abruptly.

"I...I've never had this kind of illness before." Chu Xinran felt so wronged that she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

She really wanted to grab Gu Feng and ask him: "If you had the same problem in this place, wouldn't you be ashamed if I were to look at it?"

"Alright, alright, stop nagging. It's not like you at all. It's good for a girl to be reserved and demure, but if it goes too far, it becomes pretentious." Gu Feng didn't give her any face.

"How dare you talk like that? She's so sick, can't you say something nice?" Chu Xinran's face fell, clearly angered.

"I'm a doctor, not your boyfriend. I don't have time to flatter you. If you want sweet talk—find someone else." Gu Feng's words were even more impolite.

"You—" Chu Xinran was so angry that her teeth itched.

"What's with all this 'you, me, me' stuff? Are we going to treat it or not?" Gu Feng's face grew impatient.

"I—" Chu Xinran said defiantly, the words "I won't get treatment" almost bursting out. But the words caught in her throat, and she felt guilty: if she didn't let him treat her, who would?

"Never mind, let me make the decision for you." In that moment of hesitation, Gu Feng not only spoke but also put his hand on hers.

One hand pressed down on her slender waist, while the other hand ripped her pants off, the action was incredibly rough.

"Ah—" Chu Xinran instinctively wanted to scream.

"Shut up," Gu Feng said in a low voice, unhurriedly. "You'd better not shout. Otherwise, if they all burst in, you'll be the one who gets embarrassed, not me."

This simple reminder was like a bucket of cold water, causing Chu Xinran's scream to abruptly disappear from her throat.

Chu Xinran hesitated and couldn't make up her mind, but Gu Feng was quick and efficient, and in no time he had her turn from being uncooperative to cooperating.

Chu Xinran suddenly felt a chill run through her body, and her heart sank in as well.

She felt as if all her bones had been removed, and she gave up all resistance, collapsing onto the bed in a daze.

Some people say that when you can't do *that*, you can only do *that*!

No matter how Chu Xinran tried, she couldn't enjoy it at all. In this situation, she felt like she was being tortured. Her heart was pounding wildly, she dared not speak or move, and could only bite her lower lip tightly and close her eyes tightly.

At this moment, she had no other thoughts, only hoping that this damned man would finish the examination quickly.

Using such a crude method on such a delicate girl is definitely not Gu Feng's usual style.

He had never acted this way, not even when facing Ding Hanhan. But the thought that this woman in front of him was likely the real mastermind behind the "hospital incident" made him unable to muster any tenderness.

However, he had to admit that although this woman was not virtuous, she had an exceptionally good figure and fair skin!

It took him a long while to come to his senses. He was a doctor, not a hooligan. He quickly composed himself and dared not think about it any further.

When her fingers gently pressed on the skin around the sore, Chu Xinran trembled and couldn't help but groan.

"It hurts... Can you be gentler?" Chu Xinran complained, her voice trembling with tears.

Gu Feng remained silent, focusing intently on discerning the color, shape, and tightness of the sore. He gently pressed two fingers on either side of the sore, and with a slight push, he felt a fluctuation. Clearly, the sore had become infected and was filled with toxins.

Although the surface is still raised, the skin at the top of the raised area is almost transparent, as if it is about to burst out at any moment, but it has not yet ruptured.

For these festering sores that have not yet broken open, Western medicine usually cuts them open to drain the fluid, and then focuses on anti-inflammatory and antibacterial treatments.

It can take anywhere from five to ten days to see improvement.

That would take far too long, not only delaying studies but also causing much suffering, and more importantly, leaving scars on the body.

It seems we can't stick to the old ways and remain stagnant; we need to think of another way.

Gu Feng rested his chin on his hand, lost in thought. Chu Xinran waited for a while, but there was no movement behind her. Suppressing her embarrassment, she secretly glanced back, only to see Gu Feng frowning and staring intently at her!

She felt angry, bitter, and ashamed.

"Hey, Gu, haven't you stared enough?"

Gu Feng finally snapped out of his daze, but retorted irritably, "How can I prescribe the right medicine for you if I don't examine you properly?"

"How much longer do you want to be examined?" Chu Xinran complained incessantly.

"We'll check until we understand everything," Gu Feng replied professionally.

Chu Xinran was speechless with anger again, but she couldn't do anything about it. She could only grit her teeth and steel her heart: "Look, look, just look all you want. I won't stop until you see sores like this growing in your eyes."

Just as she was thinking bitterly, Gu Feng suddenly raised his hand and gave her a light pat: "All done."

"Ouch!" Chu Xinran cried out in pain, her features contorting in pain as she complained, "I was all better, why did you have to hit me?"

"What's with the fuss? I didn't use any force."

Gu Feng didn't use much force, but the sore was right next to him. This tremor was bound to affect the other side, which was already in excruciating pain. Now that it was shaken, the pain was even more unbearable.

Chu Xinran was in unbearable pain, and what was even more painful was that she couldn't express her suffering. She reached out to pull up her pants!

Gu Feng stopped her, saying, "Don't wear it anymore. You'll have to take it off again later to apply the medicine."

"Then, where is your medicine?" Chu Xinran asked.

"At my house," Gu Feng answered readily.

"..." Chu Xinran was completely speechless. She really wanted to grab him and ask: Before your medicine arrives, am I supposed to just endure this like this?

"That's fine then." Gu Feng seemed to have read her mind, and mischievously dropped this sentence. He reached out and casually draped the thin blanket over her, clapped his hands, and then turned and walked towards the door.

Chu Xinran stared at his retreating figure, on the verge of tears: What kind of people are these?