A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

"Brother, brother, please say yes, please say yes, okay? Don't scare me like this, don't scare me like this, I'm so scared." He Qiaoqing hugged Gu Feng and shook him incessantly, tears streaming down her face, her voice hoarse.

"Uh." Gu Feng was finally shaken awake, opened his eyes slightly, and responded weakly. His body leaned limply against He Qiaoqing, looking like he was barely breathing and on the verge of death.

Seeing that he had finally woken up, He Qiaoqing immediately stopped crying and smiled: "Brother, I've regained my memory, I remember everything. You really cured me. Brother, you're amazing!"

"That's good." Gu Feng's voice was still very weak.

"Brother, you have to hold on, you must hold on. We'll be at the hospital soon." Looking at him, He Qiaoqing couldn't help but let her tears fall again.

Gu Feng's eyes darted around a few times. He seemed to be struggling to sit up, but after only a slight movement, he returned to his panting state, his voice broken and intermittent: "Qing'er, I... I might not be able to hold on."

"No, brother, you can hold on. You're a good person, you'll live to be a hundred." He Qiaoqing hugged him tightly with heartache. "Brother, you're so foolish, why did you take a bullet for me? I don't deserve you doing this, you've been good enough to me."

"Qing'er," Gu Feng called softly.

"I'm here, I'm here." He Qiaoqing reached out and grasped his warm but weak hand.

"Qing'er, you've regained your memories. Have you remembered your name, your background, your family, and your friends?"

"I remember, I remember everything. That Hong bastard drugged my drink on Peng Wanxian's birthday that day, intending to take advantage of me. I discovered it in time and broke free, then I accidentally jumped into the pool and passed out."

"I see." Gu Feng let out a long sigh.

"Uh-huh."

"Qing'er, now I want to ask you a question."

"Brother, ask away, ask away, I'll answer whatever you ask," He Qiaoqing said hastily, wiping away her tears.

"Now, is your brother still the most important person in your heart?" Gu Feng asked.

"Yes, yes, you have always been the most important person in my heart." He Qiaoqing nodded vigorously.

"Qing'er, you're not just trying to make me happy, are you?" Gu Feng forced a smile.

"No, no." He Qiaoqing shook her head like a rattle-drum, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably once again. "Brother, whether I had amnesia or have regained my memory now, you are the most important person in my heart. No one can replace you in my heart. Brother, you have to hold on, you must hold on. If you're gone, what's the point of me regaining my memory? What's the point of me living?"

"Qing'er, you're just trying to comfort me."

"No, no. I'm not just comforting you, I'm serious. You saved my life, my body, my heart, everything I have belongs to you. Please don't leave me, please don't..." He Qiaoqing leaned in and kissed Gu Feng's face repeatedly, tears falling drop by drop onto his face.

"Qing'er, you..."

"Damn it, just die if you want to die, why all this nonsense?" Fan Yun, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't hold back anymore, and his eyes turned red as he uttered his first ever curse.

As soon as she said that, Gu Feng actually obeyed and immediately closed his eyes.

"Waaah—" He Qiaoqing burst into tears, "Brother, don't leave me, don't leave me. I can't live without you, I really can't live without you."

"Oh my god, Qing'er, why are you in such a hurry? Good people don't live long, but bad people live a long life. He doesn't look like he'll die young at all, and he doesn't look like he's about to die right now." Fan Yun, who was standing next to him, said heartlessly.

It's a bit eerie, extremely eerie. As Fan Yun finished speaking, Gu Feng opened his eyes. This time, they were wide open, staring at Fan Yun: "Fan family sister, can't you be a little less rude? I really was shot!"

"But you're not dead, are you?" Fan Yun glared at him.

"I'm about to die," Gu Feng said seriously.

He Qiaoqing stared at the two of them, her eyes wide with surprise. She forgot to cry and kiss them, but she did manage to ask, "What... what's going on?"

"Oh my god, Xiao Qing, can't you tell? This guy is faking it." Fan Yun sighed.

Gu Feng actually cooperated and immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

"Pretending?" He Qiaoqing stared blankly at Gu Feng, still unable to come to her senses. She clearly saw the bullet hit him with her own eyes.

"At first, I also thought he was really going to die. But then I saw that although he was shot, he didn't bleed at all. Although he looked like he was about to die, he spoke with a surprisingly strong voice. I started to suspect that he was faking it. But I was still not entirely sure. But then I heard him say those strange things to you, and I immediately understood. This guy was afraid that you would abandon him after you regained your memories, so he pretended to be dead to gain sympathy." Fan Yun said, reaching out and pinching Gu Feng, who was still pretending to be dead, hard. "Master Gu, do you think my analysis is correct?"

Gu Feng still wanted to play dead, but Fan Yun had pinched him so hard that his features were contorted and he couldn't help but open his eyes. But when he met He Qiaoqing's resentful and reproachful gaze, his old face couldn't help but turn red.

"Brother, are you really alright?" He Qiaoqing didn't blame Gu Feng. If he was really alright, she would be overjoyed.

"Something's wrong. Who said I'm fine?" Gu Feng said seriously.

"Keep pretending. Let's see how long you can keep up this act." Fan Yun said sarcastically.

"I really have something to do, I really didn't pretend. You can see for yourselves if you don't believe me." Gu Feng said aggrievedly, turning around with difficulty to show them his back.

The two women looked at his back simultaneously and couldn't help but gasp. Near his shoulder blade, there was a small, recessed hole with a bullet lodged inside.

Even if there are no broken bones, the skin and flesh are injured.

"I was scammed. That woman made it sound so good to me when she was selling me this bulletproof vest, but I still got beaten half to death," Gu Feng complained.

A suit-style bulletproof vest is quite rare; it was naturally the one the Queen Bee had given him. However, Gu Feng had already had Shi Yurou replace all the buttons that had the tracking device and miniature camera attached to them.

Fan Yun reached out and pinched the hem of Gu Feng's suit jacket, feeling the fabric. He glanced at Gu Feng with suspicion, then scolded, "You're just laughing. This thin fabric, this intricate construction, has already deflected the bullet. What more do you want? That was a real gun; getting a minor injury is to be expected."

"Uh." Gu Feng was speechless, so he ignored her and buried his head in He Qiaoqing's soft chest.

He Qiaoqing also hugged him tightly with a forgiving gesture. As long as he was alive and alright, that was more important than anything else. How could she bear to blame him?

Seeing the two so entangled, Fan Yun felt a pain in her eyes, so she turned her head away and closed her eyes, hoping to avoid seeing it. But even without seeing it, her heart was still troubled, and her anger was still in turmoil... She couldn't figure out what was wrong with her.