"What did you say?"
Although Mi Lu heard clearly, she couldn't believe it.
This new employee actually dared to flirt with her in the HR department? And using such outdated methods?
"I, beauty, you're sick, and it's about to flare up soon," Ningchuan said seriously.
"If these are your methods of approaching women, let me tell you, they have no effect on me, Mi Lu."
Mi Lu sneered, thinking to herself, No wonder there are rumors in the company that this new security manager, Ningchuan, is a man with impure motives and questionable methods.
It seems to be true.
However, Mi Lu was one of the three renowned ice-cold beauties in the company. Did he really think these tricks would work on her?
Seeing Mi Lu's disbelief, Ningchuan didn't care. He leaned over, grabbed a pen, and quickly wrote his name and phone number on the form.
Then he said, "You have a severe palace cold. Every time it flares up, your abdomen becomes as cold as ice, and the coldness spreads from your abdomen to the rest of your body, causing numbness in your limbs..."
"What? How do you know?" Mi Lu's face immediately changed.
Indeed, she suffered from a severe palace cold, and Ningchuan's description of the symptoms was accurate.
During a flare-up, her whole body would turn as cold as ice, and she couldn't move her hands and feet.
To some extent, her icy personality had a lot to do with this palace cold.
"You investigated me?" Mi Lu quickly realized and looked at Ningchuan with an unfriendly gaze.
Her palace cold was not something she had shared with anyone, but the painful appearance and symptoms during a flare-up couldn't be concealed.
"I don't have time to investigate you," Ningchuan handed the completed form to Mi Lu.
Mi Lu reached out to take it, but just as she was about to receive the form, Ningchuan grabbed her wrist.
"What are you doing? Let go!" Mi Lu struggled and protested.
"Don't move, I'm checking your pulse," Ningchuan said sternly, and his index and middle fingers were already placed on Mi Lu's pulse.
"You..." Mi Lu was startled, instinctively staying still.
Half a minute later, Ningchuan released his hand and said, "Within two minutes, your condition will flare up."
"What?" Although Mi Lu didn't believe Ningchuan, she immediately opened a drawer.
Inside the drawer was a drawer full of hand warmers.
Mi Lu picked up a few hand warmers and was about to get up and head to the restroom.
"Hand warmers are useless. They provide weak heat and are applied externally, but your palace cold comes from within. I suggest you sit in the chair and don't move. Otherwise, when you have an episode in the restroom and can't move, it'll be embarrassing," Ningchuan said indifferently.
Mi Lu frowned, glanced at Ningchuan coldly, and said, "Although I don't know how you know about my condition, I look down on someone like you who mocks and ridicules others' illnesses."
With that, Mi Lu, wearing high heels, brushed past Ningchuan.
However, just as they passed each other, Mi Lu suddenly stiffened.
A sharp pain suddenly struck her abdomen.
The intense pain carried bone-chilling coldness, as if her entire abdomen had turned into an eternal block of ice.
"Mmm..." Mi Lu let out a muffled groan as the coldness rapidly spread from her abdomen to her limbs. Her whole body became icy cold, causing her to sway and almost lose her balance.
Just as Mi Lu was about to fall to the ground, a pair of large hands reached out and supported her shoulders.
"Support... support me... sit down... help me... apply... hand warmers..."
Mi Lu's body was trembling uncontrollably from the intense coldness.
Shivering, she said, "I can't sit down."
Ningchuan shook his head, bent down, and lifted Mi Lu's hands horizontally.
He walked to the office desk, swiftly pushed away the items on it, and then laid Mi Lu flat on the desk.
"What... what are you doing?" Mi Lu's lips trembled from the cold, filled with fear.
At this moment, outside the office of the HR manager, other HR staff heard the commotion and rushed in.
Upon seeing Ningchuan forcibly lifting Mi Lu and placing her on the desk, they exclaimed, "What are you doing? How dare you assault Manager Mi Lu in broad daylight!"
"Damn it! Scoundrel! Let go of Sister Mi Lu!"
Everyone was shocked.
However, since the HR department was mostly comprised of female employees, they didn't dare to rush forward.
Instead, they screamed and shouted, "Security! Security!"
But after shouting, they realized that the person currently assaulting Mi Lu was none other than Ningchuan, the head of security in the company.
What should they do?
While everyone was in a panic, and Mi Lu was filled with fear, Ningchuan had already lifted up Mi Lu's white shirt.
Her flat and smooth abdomen was immediately exposed.
"Help me... apply hand warmers... I'm begging you..." Mi Lu, nearly frozen stiff all over her body, couldn't move at all.
She could only look at Ningchuan with pleading eyes she said in a weak voice.
"We're past that. Hand warmers won't help," Ningchuan shook his head, raised his hands, and rubbed them a few times.
Then, he pressed both hands onto Mi Lu's abdomen.
"Ah! What are you doing? Don't... don't mess around!" Mi Lu lying on the desk was immediately frightened, her face turned pale.
"Damn it! How dare you act recklessly! We'll fight you!"
"You scoundrel! I'll beat you to death!"
The group of female HR employees, seeing Ningchuan actually taking action, gathered their courage and rushed forward.
The next moment, Ningchuan's hands were already pressing on Mi Lu's abdomen.
Sizzle...
A sizzling sound suddenly came from Mi Lu's abdomen.
It was the sound produced when extreme heat and extreme cold collided.
"What is this?"
Mi Lu's face, originally filled with fear and pain, instantly turned into shock.
Then, an indescribable sense of comfort washed over her.
Mi Lu felt as if Ningchuan's hands were like two suns, sticking to her frozen abdomen, emitting light and heat, melting the ice on her body...
Warmth originated from deep within her abdomen and continuously spread to her limbs, making her feel pleasantly warm all over.
"Mmm~"
Mi Lu couldn't help but let out a sound of relief through her nose.
The expression on her face changed from one of fear and pain to pure enjoyment.
"What... what is this?"
The HR employees who were about to confront Ningchuan stopped in astonishment, dumbfounded in their tracks.
What was happening?
After five minutes, the intense coldness on Mi Lu's body had mostly disappeared.
She quickly climbed down from the desk, disregarding any embarrassment, and looked at Ningchuan with a face full of astonishment.
"You... you were treating me just now?"
"I just didn't want to stand by and watch someone suffer without lending a hand. Of course, it has nothing to do with mocking or ridiculing anymore," Ningchuan said calmly.
"I... I'm sorry. I misunderstood you earlier," Mi Lu blushed immediately and lowered her head to apologize.
The phrase "mocking or ridiculing" was what she said to Ningchuan earlier, and now Ningchuan threw it back at her, as if slapping her in the face on the spot.
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