A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Gu Feng looked up and noticed that he was wearing the Patek Philippe on his wrist. He asked in surprise, "This... didn't you exchange it?"

Su Man'er gestured with her delicate hand, which also wore another exquisite Patek Philippe watch, before smiling and saying, "I originally wanted to exchange them, after all, these two watches, one big and one small, are worth three or four hundred thousand together. I've always felt that it's safer to keep money in the bank than to carry it on my person. But I inquired at the luxury watch market, and this pair of Patek Philippe couple watches is a rare collector's edition; it's not something you can buy just with money. What's even more valuable is that they come with certificates and copyrights. So after thinking it over, I kept the watch and exchanged everything else. Do you know how much the rest of the items cost in total?"

"How much?" Gu Feng asked casually.

In his previous life, what he craved most was money, because only with money could he solve his basic needs for food and clothing.

But when he came to the modern era, he discovered something more precious than money—true feelings, those immeasurable and irreplaceable true feelings.

"It's about 400,000." Su Man'er gazed at him tenderly and affectionately. "I opened an account in your name and deposited the money in. You're not getting any younger. If all goes well, you might become a father soon. You should have some money to fall back on."

Becoming a father? Gu Feng was initially stunned, but then he remembered that neither of them had taken any precautions last night or just now, and especially since she was still leaning intimately in his arms at this moment. He then realized that she probably had planned to "make a baby" all along.

"What? You don't want me to have your baby?" Su Man'er couldn't help but ask when he didn't speak.

"I'm willing, who said I'm not willing? I already agreed!" Gu Feng replied, both amused and exasperated.

"A default won't do; I want you to say it out loud," Su Man'er insisted.

"I'm willing for the beautiful Su to carry my child," Gu Feng said seriously.

"Hehe, that's more like it! Let's continue tonight!"

Su Man'er said something that left Gu Feng speechless before she pressed her delicate body against his chest again, listening to his strong and steady heartbeat, smelling his pleasant scent, and feeling the comfort of being held in his arms.

This feeling of fulfillment and security was so wonderful that she wanted to stay snuggled up to him forever.

Gu Feng didn't say anything, but gently stroked the woman's back, listening to her heart. Even through her clothes, he could still feel the smoothness and softness of her back.

Every woman has a unique aura, and the charm emanating from a woman's back is unique to the human body.

The feeling and impact of a woman's back is not so much a sensory shock, but rather the infectiousness and touch brought about by the aura of the woman's body itself.

The feeling that Su Man'er's back gave Gu Feng was one of elegance, smoothness, agility, and slenderness, with a kind of sexy that was both delicate and strong.

When his hand stroked her back, Su Man'er felt as if he were touching her with his heart.

His long, slender fingers slid up her spine from her waist, conveying a love that was an unforgettable pleasure and enjoyment.

The two embraced quietly, each enjoying the warmth and romance.

Love always exposes the selfish side of humanity.

Love, too, always rises and falls in the vast blue sky of longing.

It's not a full glass of red wine; its intensity and aroma need time to blend.

It's not coffee with sugar; its bitterness needs to be carefully considered.

It is not a grateful gaze; that distant horizon needs to be grasped with one's own hands.

It's not a fleeting infatuation; the pursuit requires a lifetime of happiness.

Love sometimes requires waiting, but it is never about simply waiting in vain for the garden in one's heart.

Love sometimes needs to be carefree, but it should never be a fleeting, exhilarating surge of emotion.

Love is not only about sharing her joy, but also about comforting her when she's sad.

Love is not only about overcoming the obstacles in front of you hand in hand, but also about walking side by side with you into the distant future...

Love was so beautiful that Gu Feng and Su Man'er were completely captivated. However, at this romantic and enchanting moment, there was a knock on the door.

Disturbing someone's peaceful sleep is already wrong, but disturbing someone's "baby-making" is practically murder.

Both Su Man'er and Gu Feng were startled when they heard the knocking.

"Who? Wait a minute!" Su Man'er answered in a panic, quickly straightening her clothes before jumping off the sofa. However, her legs went weak when her feet touched the ground, and if Gu Feng hadn't reached out quickly, she probably would have fallen to the ground.

"Don't panic, be careful." Gu Feng stood up and carefully helped her.

"I'm fine. Go see who it is. I'm going to take a shower." Su Man'er pushed him away, her face flushed.

Gu Feng nodded, straightened his clothes, and went out.

Upon reaching the gate, Gu Feng frowned upon seeing the Prince motorcycle with red police lights on its rear, and the three people standing in the courtyard—it was Captain Zhao, and the two security guards who had stood guard for him the previous night.

"Why are you here again?" Gu Feng said irritably.

Upon hearing this, all three of them paled. It was always a case of offering a warm welcome only to be met with a cold shoulder; being a good person was truly difficult.

"Mr. Gu, hello, we've met before." Team Leader Zhao forced a natural smile.

"I know we've met before. I'm asking what you're here for?" Gu Feng dislikes the police, which is related to his experiences after arriving in the modern world—the first time was when he was checked for his ID on the street, the second time was when he was beaten up by Chief Zheng, and the third time... hasn't happened yet.

"I am..." Captain Zhao opened his mouth, then swallowed the words back. Could he really have the audacity to say, "I'm here to flatter you"? His eyes darted around, and seeing the loosened security lock on the door, an idea struck him: "I'm here to change your lock."

Gu Feng noticed Zhao's changing expression, but he calmly asked, "Does the police also provide this kind of door-to-door service?"

These words made Captain Zhao's face turn ugly, while the two security guards secretly laughed to themselves: The captain tried to flatter him, but he ended up making a fool of himself.

However, Captain Zhao's sullenness was only momentary; he quickly regained his composure. He had witnessed this hothead's temper and behavior on the street before, so he wasn't surprised; any oddity would eventually fizzle out. If he wanted to get closer to this guy, he'd have to be more thick-skinned. So he said seriously, "Police and people are one family. Serving the people is our duty and responsibility as police officers."

Wow! The two security guards couldn't argue with that. He was clearly trying to flatter them, yet he managed to spout such high-sounding words. His shamelessness was something they could never hope to achieve in their lifetime.

However, they still couldn't understand why their boss, who always held his nose in his forehead, was so shamelessly flattering this simpleton. Was the leader's manners too refined, or were their comprehension abilities too poor? The two had been pondering this question since last night, but in the end, they could only sigh helplessly: "Don't try to guess what the leader is thinking; you'll never figure it out."

What Zhao, the team leader, was up to was none of Gu Feng's concern. His only concern was when his door would be fixed. So he pointed to the security lock and toolbox beside the door and said, "Look, everything's here. Get to work quickly."

"Alright!" Captain Zhao readily agreed, delighted that his sycophantic endeavor had finally taken its first step.

Gu Feng showed no expression, simply nodded, and went inside.

Team Leader Zhao opened his toolbox, intending to loosen the screws, when he saw his two subordinates still standing there in a daze. He couldn't help but shout, "Are you still sleepwalking? Come over here and lend a hand! Do you even want your safety bonus this month?"

"..." The two security guards had no choice but to come over and help, speechless.

When Su Man'er came out of the bathroom, she saw the three people at the door fiddling with the security door lock, while Gu Feng was sitting in the living room watching TV.

"Why would they come to fix our door?" Su Man'er sat down next to Gu Feng and asked, gently rubbing her wet hair.

"I'm not quite sure either. The leader said that the police and the people are one family, and this is their duty and responsibility."

"Nonsense!" Su Man'er blurted out, then realized she had spoken too loudly. She glanced towards the door and, seeing no response, lowered her voice and said to Gu Feng, "These guys are being unusually helpful; they're up to no good. We need to be careful."

"I know. A night owl wouldn't come here unless there's nothing wrong. Don't worry, sister, I can handle it," Gu Feng said with a faint smile.

"That's good. You're going to medical school tomorrow, I'll help you pack." Su Man'er felt a pang of sadness at the thought of not being able to see him all the time. What if she missed him? Was she really going to have the nerve to spend the night in the student dormitory?

Gu Feng watched TV, completely unconcerned. Going to school was just a matter of time, not going to jail. Besides, the medical school was just across the street, and he could come back to be with Su Man'er anytime she needed him.

The three people at the door worked for almost half an hour before finally managing to install the security lock securely.

Team Leader Zhao didn't dare to enter uninvited, but instead called out from the doorway, "Mr. Gu, the lock has been changed for you."

"Oh, Captain Zhao, you've worked hard. Come in and have a cup of tea," Gu Feng said politely as he came out.

Strike while the iron is hot, but simmer soup slowly; feelings are the same, they need time to grow. Zhao Hang knew some things couldn't be rushed, so he smiled and shook his head: "I still have to patrol the streets, so I won't have any tea. My full name is Zhao Hang, Mr. Gu, please don't be so polite, just call me Xiao Zhao. This is my phone number, just let me know if you need anything, I'll be there right away."

Gu Feng initially didn't particularly like Zhao Hang, but then he thought about it. This guy was a patrolman in the Bolan Street area, and as the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. If something urgent happened at home, it would be more convenient to have someone nearby to help. So his expression softened, and he took the business card, saying, "Brother Zhao is older than me, so I'll just call you Brother Zhao. Don't be so formal, just call me by my name. We all live on the same street, and we'll see each other all the time. I'll probably need Brother Zhao's help a lot in the future."

"Sure, sure, no problem. Just let me know if you need anything." Zhao Hang finally swallowed back the words, "If you see that person, please give them my regards," and waved his hand decisively: "Then I'll be going now. Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Gu Feng watched the three figures disappear, a sense of unease creeping into his heart—did this guy really come all this way just to fix my door? Are there really toads this big jumping around in the streets? That seems unlikely. So what were they after?

"They're gone?" Su Man'er's soft voice sounded from behind.

"I'm gone."

"Didn't they say anything?"

"That's the strange thing, they didn't say anything."

"Could they really be so kind as to come and replace our broken door?"

"Sister, you're being too naive. Do they seem like the kind-hearted people you'd expect?"

"...Not really."

"That settles it then. This Zhao Hang is definitely hiding something, but he's just too embarrassed to say it. I saw him hesitate several times before speaking." Gu Feng chuckled as he gently placed the business card into Su Man'er's hand. "Whenever someone needs a favor, they're always eager to help. I think this guy probably wants something from me, which isn't necessarily a bad thing for us. Sister, keep this number. If anything happens at home, just call him."

"Is this appropriate?" Su Man'er hesitated. She was never used to receiving favors from others for no reason—in the past, she would be secretly happy if she wasn't taken advantage of.

"Hehe, trust me, you won't go wrong."

"..." Su Man'er looked at his confident expression and ultimately said nothing more, but carefully put the business card away.