A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

When Gu Feng returned home, he saw Chu Hanliang still squatting in the yard, guarding the pot of medicine that Gu Feng had asked him to prepare.

However, Chu Hanliang looked extremely disheveled at this moment—his white shirt was completely soaked with sweat, clinging wetly to his white, chubby body, his face streaked with black and white, and beads of murky sweat dripping down his face.

Gu Feng leaned over to take a look. The dregs of the medicine had been filtered out, and the soup in the pot had been simmered into a thick porridge like rice paste.

To prevent the bottom from burning, Chu Hanliang was constantly scraping the bottom of the pot with a long spoon, and the heat was turned down to the lowest setting.

"Third brother, I'm back." Gu Feng couldn't help but laugh when he saw his frustrated look.

"Ah! Young Master Feng, thank God you're finally back! If you hadn't come back, I would have been roasted alive!" Chu Hanliang was overjoyed to see Gu Feng, as if a savior had come to his rescue.

"Is it really that exaggerated?" Gu Feng said casually.

"Look at me, I'm half-cooked! You walked for four or five hours, and I've been standing here in the sun for four or five hours. My legs are cramping!" Chu Hanliang complained, pointing to his disheveled appearance.

Even the sauna in his nightclub wasn't as scorching hot as the sun is today.

"Hard work pays off, and your efforts have been worthwhile. This medicine is brewed quite well; I might not even be able to brew it to this level," Gu Feng said modestly.

Actually, it's not that he lacks the ability, it's that he lacks the patience.

"I really want to say thank you for the compliment, but I just can't bring myself to say it. Young Master Feng, now that you're back, can I honorably resign?"

Chu Hanliang was exhausted from being exposed to the sun and was barely alive.

"Hehe, that's good, you've worked hard." Gu Feng smiled as he picked up the medicine.

He returned at just the right time, neither too early nor too late, and the medicine was cooked to the point where he needed it.

"Then I'm leaving!" Chu Hanliang felt as if he had been granted a pardon and staggered out.

"Okay, come again often," Gu Feng said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Chu Hanliang staggered, nearly falling to the ground. He barely managed to regain his balance and fled without looking back, cursing inwardly: "You bastard, you son of a bitch, you idiot, you lunatic, you're mentally unstable—only a fool would come here again! I'd rather be crippled than brew medicine for you again!"

"Damn it, he said he had leg cramps again, but he walked faster than he ran." Gu Feng laughed and cursed as he carried the medicine into the house.

Inside the house, two women were lounging on the sofa, half-lying down, half-sitting, eating sunflower seeds and watching TV.

To Gu Feng's surprise, Su Man'er's head was resting on Shi Yurou's lap. Shi Yurou gently stroked Su Man'er's hair with one hand, her face showing the gentleness and tolerance of a neighborly older sister.

In just one day, these two women have become so familiar with each other.

Gu Feng was glad that Shi Yurou was a woman; if she had been a man, he would have been truly cuckolded.

However, Gu Da Guanren was clearly stuck on one point—if it really was a man, would Su Man'er be so close to her?

Hearing a noise at the door, the two women turned around at the same time. Seeing that it was Gu Feng, they quickly sat up straight and gave him a slight smile: "You're back."

For a moment, Gu Feng had the illusion that he was already embracing two women, as if these two alluring women were already sleeping with him.

"You're back." Gu Feng responded, carrying the pot of medicine that had been simmered into a soup into the side hall and placing it on the table.

The two women followed.

"Is this medicine for internal use?" Shi Yurou asked, frowning.

If that's true, then we're in for a lot of trouble. This dark stuff looks like a bitter Chinese medicine, not a sweet and delicious sesame paste.

"No, it's for external use." Gu Feng shook his head, then turned to Su Man'er and asked, "Sister, is the cloth cover I asked you to sew finished?"

"It's sewn up, and as you said, I boiled it in water for two or three hours." Su Man'er said as she went into the kitchen and brought out the cloth covers that were sewn up to the size of finger cots.

Gu Feng put on disposable gloves, picked up the cloth cover, and then poured the Chinese medicine that had been boiled into the cloth cover.

While busy working, he said to Su Man'er and Shi Yurou, "You two help me open all the boxes of ultra-thin ones."

Upon hearing this, Su Man'er and Shi Yurou blushed simultaneously, exchanged glances for a long while, and then began to open the box. They wondered to themselves: Is this for making medicine, or what?

Gu Feng filled a cloth bag, looked up, and saw the two women still standing there in a daze, each holding a torn-open ultra-thin bottle. He urged, "What are you standing there for? Open it and blow it open."

"Oh, oh!" The two women suddenly realized what was happening and quickly took out the condoms, opening them completely, but they felt incredibly awkward.

"Come on, open it up." Gu Feng said to Su Man'er, holding a cloth cover that was still slowly seeping medicine.

Su Man'er quickly used two fingers to pry open the opening so that Gu Feng could put the finger-sized cloth bag filled with Chinese medicine inside.

"Tie a knot and put it in the refrigerator," Gu Feng instructed again.

"Oh," Su Man'er replied, quickly tied a knot at the top of the sleeve, and put it in the refrigerator.

"Your turn." Gu Feng quickly finished filling another finger cot and turned to Shi Yurou.

"Okay," Shi Yurou replied softly, her face flushed red as if it were about to bleed—she felt both ashamed and strange; the feeling was truly bizarre.

After Gu Feng finished making all ten condoms and put them in the refrigerator, he washed his hands and sat down in the living room.

The two women looked at their greasy hands and blushed again. What on earth was going on?

If we're talking about external use, judging from its shape and size, the medicine Gu Feng made should be like a gynecological suppository, which is inserted into the vagina, right?

But why seal it up and put it in the refrigerator?

The two thought about it for a long time, but were still completely confused.

After washing her hands and returning to the living room, she saw Gu Feng sitting there watching TV as if nothing had happened, and she didn't know how to ask him such a question.

"Sister, I'm hungry," Gu Feng said without turning his head.

Su Man'er checked the time; it was only 2 PM. She was already hungry? "Didn't you eat lunch?"

"No." Gu Feng shook his head.

The Chu family only treated him to a beautiful, sensual buttock, and the Ding family merely gave him a passionate kiss; these things were hardly enough to fill his stomach.

Clearly, the idea that "love conquers all" is utter nonsense.

"Then I'll go cook for you right away," Su Man'er said, getting up and going into the kitchen.

Others may be heartless, but she couldn't bear to let him go hungry.

Man is made of iron, food is made of steel; how can you expect him to go up the mountain to fight tigers if he has no strength?