A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

The next morning, Director Zhang led a large group of doctors and nurses to make rounds.

The moment the door was opened, everyone froze on the spot—the scene in the ward was too bizarre and too abrupt.

The patient, who was lying on the verge of death in bed, was now standing perfectly fine on the floor below, while the family member who had been accompanying him was somehow lying down on the bed and fast asleep.

When Su Man'er was shaken awake by Gu Feng, she was so startled by the sudden appearance of so many people that she almost jumped out of bed.

When she came to her senses, she realized she was sleeping on someone else's hospital bed. Her face turned as red as a boiled shrimp. Under the meaningful gazes of everyone, she hurriedly returned the bed to Gu Feng.

Director Zhang and a group of doctors examined Gu Feng carefully, tapping and probing here and there. After a thorough examination, they looked at each other in amazement!

Overnight, the patient, who was half-dead, miraculously recovered. Not only was he completely healthy, but he was also incredibly energetic, capable of killing several cows.

"Director! Director! You're amazing, a miracle doctor! Thank you, thank you so much!" The doctors were whispering among themselves when, out of the blue, Su Man'er stepped forward and excitedly grasped Director Zhang's hand.

The doctors were completely baffled, and Director Zhang was even more confused.

"Director, last night you told me to talk to him more, to talk about people and things he knows, saying that it would help wake him up. I did as you said and talked for three whole hours, and he really woke up! Director, I really don't know how to thank you enough!" Su Man'er looked extremely grateful, tears welling up in her eyes.

Three whole hours? She must have woken up because she couldn't stand your nagging anymore! Don't know how to thank me? That's easy, the director loves it when young female family members offer themselves to him.

The group of doctors were inwardly grumbling, but outwardly they all maintained a serious demeanor.

"Uh, well... saving lives is our duty and responsibility as medical workers. Cough, it's nothing, nothing. Just rest well as the doctor says!" Director Zhang said with an upright and dignified demeanor, perfectly matching the sordid thoughts in the doctors' hearts.

"Thank you, Director! Thank you, Director!" Su Man'er thanked him profusely, her voice so sweet it could melt honey, making Gu Feng roll his eyes repeatedly.

"Yes, you're welcome." Director Zhang responded generously, and led his team out of the ward amidst a chorus of compliments.

The ward fell silent again, but Gu Feng stared intently at Su Man'er, his eyes full of mockery. Su Man'er avoided his gaze, but finally couldn't stand his stare any longer. Her face flushed, and she retorted, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen such a beautiful actress?"

"I've never seen anything like it before." Gu Feng nodded seriously and said with emotion, "In all my life, this is the first time I've seen someone act so fakely, and yet people still believe it without question."

That's not untrue. When it comes to acting skills, Su Man'er should really learn from Miss Chu Xinran; her acting is truly lifelike and incredibly convincing.

"You little brat, Gu Feng, are you asking for a beating?!" Su Man'er's pretty face flushed red, and she raised her small fist as if to hit him.

"No, no, I understand your good intentions, sister," Gu Feng quickly begged for forgiveness. He certainly understood why Su Man'er had suddenly put on this act—it was simply to divert everyone's attention and prevent anyone from suspecting that he wasn't actually injured and was just faking it. Although, in his opinion, this act was completely unnecessary. After he circulated his internal energy and held his breath, let alone pretending to be half-dead, even if he actually pretended to be a corpse, ordinary people wouldn't be able to find any flaws.

As the two were laughing and joking, the door suddenly opened again, and Director Zhang had returned.

"Director!" Su Man'er quickly stood up.

Director Zhang nodded, but his gaze did not linger on Su Man'er's pretty face. Instead, it was fixed on Gu Feng, unblinking, even more intense and focused than when he looked at a mistress.

Gu Feng felt uneasy under his gaze and hesitated before asking, "Director, could it be that you...?"

"Yes, I can see that." Director Zhang nodded.

Upon hearing this, Gu Feng and Su Man'er's expressions both changed. Su Man'er, in particular, was filled with regret—if she had known she would be seen through sooner or later, why had she bothered putting on this act?

"Director, I'm sorry, it was me too..." Gu Feng felt a little guilty when he realized he couldn't hide it anymore.

"There's nothing to apologize for. I'm truly ashamed of my own abilities compared to yours," Director Zhang sighed.

Gu Feng really wanted to remind Su Man'er: See? That's what you call acting! Saying the opposite of what you mean with such sincerity, every word from the bottom of your heart, you should learn from her.

But Su Man'er was in no mood to learn any skills at the moment. She was so embarrassed that she wished she could disappear into the ground. She quickly said, "Director, we will go and get discharged today. We will not cause you any more trouble."

"Hehe, when I first found out, I was indeed a little annoyed, but I was mostly amazed. Now that the trouble is over, I hope Mr. Gu will not hesitate to give me his guidance in the future!" Director Zhang smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to Gu Feng.

Being fooled and still laughing so heartily, it's fake, absolutely fake.

A smile that hides a dagger, it's definitely a smile that hides a dagger.

Gu Feng felt a chill run down his spine. He'd seen plenty of treacherous and cunning people, but never one so subtly cunning. A master, he'd met a master today.

He was incredibly flustered and quickly said, "We'll settle the bill and leave right away. Please forgive us if we've offended anyone!"

"Oh, no rush, no rush. I still have many questions I'd like to ask Mr. Gu."

Gu Feng clearly felt that this person was issuing a challenge to him, but the sincere expression of humbly seeking advice before him revealed no flaws whatsoever. He felt a chill run down his spine—he really couldn't afford to provoke someone so cunning and manipulative.

"Director—Director—" came the voice calling for Director Zhang from the corridor.

"Coming!" Director Zhang responded, then turned to Gu Feng with a slight smile. "Mr. Gu, I have to go take care of something for a bit, I'll come back to bother you later. We should really get to know each other better."

"No problem, no problem." Gu Feng forced out a smile that looked more like a grimace. This Director Zhang had really frightened him.

No sooner had Director Zhang left than Gu Feng sprang from the bed and grabbed Su Man'er, saying, "Sister, let's go! This guy is incredibly cunning; I've never seen anything like him before."

"Yes, yes, I've never seen anyone turn the other cheek after being slapped on the left. We can't afford to mess with this kind of person. Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best option!" Su Man'er was also extremely nervous.

The two tiptoed to the door, opened it a crack, and seeing that no one in the corridor was paying attention, they quickly slipped out and disappeared in a flash.

Poor Director Zhang, he's even more wronged than Dou E!

Little did he know that Gu Feng's symptoms last night were all an act.

At that time, Gu Feng's aura was disordered and his pulse was weak, clearly indicating that he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, with no flaws to be found.

He simply recognized Gu Feng as the bone injury prodigy in the video on his phone and wanted to learn from him.

Is there anything wrong with this?

His heart was pure and sincere, as heaven and earth could bear witness. Yet his humility was mistaken for malice, and his genuine sincerity was seen as cunning and treacherous. It was like a wasp crawling into his crotch—he had no way to express his bitterness!

What's even more pitiful is that Director Zhang was treated like a venomous beast without realizing it, and he was even kept in the dark that Gu Feng and Su Man'er had already run away. If he knew, he would be furious—these two haven't even paid their hospital bills yet!

Upon entering Zheng Aniu's ward, Director Zhang had to be on high alert. This patient's background was far from simple: not only was he a wealthy man, but his siblings were all prominent figures, and his brother-in-law was even more influential—none other than Director Chu, whom he intended to curry favor with through connections.

However, Director Zhang was unaware that Director Chu was no longer Zheng Aniu's brother-in-law. Just an hour earlier, the two had completed their divorce proceedings at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The ward was crowded with people, and Director Zhang frowned slightly. This is a ward, not your living room. Is it really necessary to bring so many people?

Seeing the head doctor leading the nurses on rounds, some members of the Zheng family tactfully withdrew, but a few remained oblivious. These included Zheng Fengjiao, who had just returned from getting her divorce certificate, and the three middle-aged men behind her.

Instead of leaving, they stood there like wooden stakes, their faces scrutinizing.

Director Zhang was somewhat annoyed. He had seen ungrateful people before, but never one this ungrateful. However, before he could speak, his henchman—Dr. Peng, who had been on duty with him last night—stepped forward: "The doctor is making rounds. Patients' families, please wait outside."

"Hehe, it's alright, it's alright, let's just take a look." The oldest man behind Zheng Fengjiao said with a smile.

Just as Dr. Peng was about to say, "Please don't interfere with our normal work," another person behind Zheng Fengjiao preemptively said to Director Zhang, "I presume this is Director Zhang, who performed the surgery on Mr. Zheng last night?"

"That's right. May I ask who you are?" Director Zhang finally understood that the three people behind Zheng Fengjiao didn't seem to be family members, but rather people who came to cause trouble.

"I am Liang Jinzheng, director of the Department of Orthopedics and Traumatology at the Provincial Affiliated Hospital. This is Professor Wu Hao from the Provincial Medical College. And this is Yu Shudong, vice president of the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine." The middle-aged man who identified himself as Liang Jinzheng spoke calmly, yet with an undisguised air of arrogance.

Director Zhang was indeed taken aback. These three names were household names to him; he had read many of their papers and academic reports. He never imagined that the Zheng and Chu families possessed such influence, managing to invite even these three leading figures in orthopedic surgery.

However, Director Zhang was wrong about one thing: inviting the three experts was entirely the Zheng family's own idea, and had nothing to do with the Chu family.

"Director Zhang, may I borrow Mr. Zheng's medical records for a look?" Professor Wu Hao asked casually.

To be honest, Director Zhang certainly had the right to refuse. But as the saying goes, "Leave a way out for yourself, so you can meet again in the future." Besides, these people in front of him were all experts among experts. So he took Zheng Aniu's copy from the stack of medical records that Dr. Peng was holding and handed it over.

Professor Wu took the medical record and examined it closely. As he looked at it, his brows furrowed more and more, and his expression became increasingly grave. After finishing, he remained silent and simply handed the record to Yu Shudong beside him.

After the three experts had reviewed the medical records, Director Zhang finally asked, "What are your insights on the treatment of Mr. Zheng's injuries?"

"What are your plans?" Liang Jinzheng kicked the ball back.

"We currently only have a surgical plan in theory, but its implementation still presents certain challenges. We hope you three will generously offer your guidance, given that you have come from afar." Director Zhang controlled the ball with a sideways movement and then kicked it back hard.

"This..." Liang Jinzheng was clearly overwhelmed, the ball was lost, and he looked to Yu and Wu for help.

Vice Dean Yu and Professor Wu exchanged a glance, then leaned forward to discuss the matter in a low voice.

Since they came together, if one of them loses face, all three of them will look bad.

After a long pause, Liang Jinzheng, as if being pushed forward to represent him, said to Director Zhang, "Director, may we speak in private for a moment?"

Director Zhang thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, come to my office. I have some top-quality Tieguanyin tea."

So Director Zhang left the ward rounds to Dr. Peng and the others. With guests arriving from afar, Dr. Peng and the others dared not complain.

But Zheng Fengjiao was furious. She cursed inwardly, "Damn it, I've seen irresponsible people, but I've never seen anyone this irresponsible! We were almost done, and now they're changing tactics at this crucial moment! Seriously, I'm going to see you finish the second half!"

Seeing Zheng Fengjiao about to follow him out, Professor Wu frowned and said, "Mrs. Chu, why don't you stay in the ward and take care of your brother?"

Although the words were polite, the underlying meaning couldn't be clearer: Don't you fucking come along.

Zheng Fengjiao remained in the ward with a face as sour as if it were leftover food, while the others chatted and laughed as they went to drink tea.