Appraising Treasures: It's only reasonable to get rich with my perspective eye.

"The urban management officers are here! Run!" Upon hearing these well-intentioned reminders, Xingyun, in an instant, swiftly gathered the jade, emerald, and agate objects in front of him, preparing to escape. He had been setting up a stall in the antique street for over half a year and knew the rules there. Usually, no one bothered him, but when someone did, he would run as fast as he could to minimize the losses. However, there was someone faster than him—a middle-aged man dressed as a rural farmer, carrying an old cotton bag, who flew past him. Suddenly, his feet gave way, and he stumbled, causing the objects in the bag to fall out with a crash. Xingyun suddenly felt a sharp pain in the corner of his eye. An eye-shaped antique jade had hit his eye, causing it to start bleeding instantly. "Oh no, I'm done for. This time, I can't escape," Xingyun exclaimed in pain and desperation. He was about to make an effort to save himself when his vision blurred. The eye-shaped jade shattered, and two beams of light shot out from it, instantly piercing into his eyes. In an instant, his body was jolted as if struck by electricity. He convulsed and fell to the ground, clutching his eyes and screaming in agony. No one understood his pain. His eyes felt like they were burning, as if being shocked or sprayed with pepper spray. He couldn't tell if it was blood or tears, but they flowed incessantly. In a state of extreme tension and fear, he passed out. "My jade, my treasure! I risked my life to steal it from an ancient tomb. It's all ruined now!" cried the middle-aged man, who had fallen nearby, in a howl of despair. "Hands up, we are patrol officers!" the people chasing the middle-aged man from behind shouted. They were not urban management officers but patrol officers. "You've ruined my chance of getting rich. I'll fight you," said the middle-aged man as he pulled out a knife from his waist and charged toward the nearest young patrol officer. Bang! Bang! Two gunshots rang out, and the middle-aged man fell. "Report to the captain, there's an innocent vendor who was accidentally injured here. He seems to be unconscious. How should we handle it?" "Let's take him to the hospital first. Xiao Liu, Xiao Zhao, you take care of comforting and looking after the innocent bystanders who were injured. The rest of you handle the antique dealer and be careful while cleaning up the shattered jade fragments around. They are all evidence." "Yes, Captain." ... When Xingyun woke up again, it was two days later. Opening his eyes, he saw a young and beautiful nurse changing his bandages. His cheeks instantly turned red because, in his eyes, the nurse wasn't wearing anything, which was too stimulating and almost made his nose bleed. Who am I? Where am I? What happened? Did someone play a prank on me and set up a scenario from a top-notch adult film? "Xingyun, you're awake? Do you feel any discomfort in your body?" asked the gentle and kind nurse. "Oh, why are you blushing? I didn't expect you, a big man, to be so shy and introverted." "I may be big, but I'm not introverted," Xingyun hurriedly sat up, avoiding eye contact with the nurse as he was afraid of embarrassing himself. "Pfft! You're indeed not introverted. You sound like an experienced person. Alright, the patrol officers can rest assured now. You're fine and can be discharged. You were unconscious for two days,