"It's okay, I'm leaving," Ningchuan waved his hand, about to walk away.
"Hey, Ningchuan, um, do you really know medical skills?" Mi Lu quickly grabbed his arm.
Mi Lu wasn't doubting Ningchuan, but his methods for treating her earlier were just too strange.
After rubbing his hands a few times and pressing them on her abdomen, he managed to cure her severe uterine cold that had tormented her for over a decade.
"Just now, it wasn't just medical skills, right? Regular doctors wouldn't be able to do that," Ningchuan understood Mi Lu's confusion and thought for a moment.
What he used to treat Mi Lu wasn't just medical skills, but also martial arts.
If he hadn't transferred his inner energy into Mi Lu's body with his hands, how could he have easily melted the coldness inside her?
"By the way, the treatment I gave you was only temporary, addressing the symptoms but not the root cause," Ningchuan added without going into detail about martial arts.
"Ah? How can I truly cure this illness then? If you can help me address the root cause and cure this illness, I... I'll agree to anything you ask!" Mi Lu looked at Ningchuan, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
This uterine cold had plagued her for over a decade!
"Well, actually, if you truly want to cure this illness, it's quite simple," Ningchuan said.
"The root cause of your illness lies in your constitution. You have a yin constitution, and combined with other factors, it has led to this severe uterine cold."
"To fully recover, all you need is to find a boyfriend with a yang constitution. When your yin and yang are balanced, you'll naturally be cured. I mean, you're in your twenties now, you should at least understand this, right?" Ningchuan said with a hint of disdain.
"I... I do understand... but where can I find a boyfriend with a yang constitution?" Mi Lu blushed.
"I don't know about others, but as for me, I have a yang constitution. If you need it, I can help you achieve the yin-yang balance. But remember, I'm only treating the illness, not discussing feelings," Ningchuan smirked.
"You! Pervert! Scoundrel! Get out!" Mi Lu's face immediately changed, filled with anger.
This Ningchuan, he wasn't here to treat her illness at all. He clearly wanted to take advantage of her!
What a joke!
Her body had never been touched by a man, and it was still pure and untouched!
Wait!
Ningchuan just touched her abdomen earlier!
This bastard!
He took advantage of her and now wants to act innocent! He even wants to take further advantage!
Dream on!
Mi Lu became even angrier.
"Women change their minds faster than flipping pages of a book," Ningchuan shrugged indifferently and turned to leave.
The female employees of the HR department at the door quickly moved aside to make way for him.
"Think carefully, if you let me help you achieve the balance, it will be a permanent solution. Otherwise, your illness will recur," Ningchuan's voice trailed off as he disappeared through the door.
"Mi Lu, are you... okay?" the female HR employees looked at Mi Lu, her face alternating between red and pale.
"I'm fine. I just want to see what kind of person this Ningchuan really is!" Mi Lu clenched her teeth and picked up the employee information form filled out by Ningchuan, wanting to see his personal information.
But as she looked at it, she was dumbfounded.
On the form, there were sections for "Name," "Gender," "Age," "Hometown," "Education," "Work Experience," "Contact Information," and so on.
However, Ningchuan only filled in two items:
Name: Ningchuan.
Age: 19.
Everything else was left blank!
...
Ningchuan had just returned to the security department, and news of his actions in the HR department had already spread.
After all, with the convenience of WeChat communication, gossip spread at the speed of light.
"What the heck! Boss, did you really lift up HR Manager Mi Lu and press her onto the office desk?"
"And you even unbuttoned her white shirt?"
"Awesome! So damn awesome!"
"Idol! Ning Ge, you're my idol from now on!"
"Ning Ge, can you really cure illnesses? Can you take a look at my condition?"
The security guards surrounded Ningchuan, as if they were celebrating the return of a victorious hero.
The security department had always been the lowest-ranked department in the company.
The security guards had often been looked down upon by others in the company.
Therefore, Ningchuan's act of embracing HR Manager Mi Lu and pressing her onto the office desk instantly turned him into a hero in the security department.
After inspecting the company and casually teaching the security guards some tips for identifying suspicious individuals, Ningchuan moved a chair and arrived at the front desk.
The front desk was the gateway to the company, as well as the most critical position for security work and the most suitable place to slack off.
"Hey, Ning Ge, I heard that when you went to the HR department earlier, you just lifted up the beautiful Iceberg Sister Mi Lu and pressed her onto the office desk?"
"Ning Ge, you're so daring! Impressive!"
"Come on, let me introduce myself. I'm Zhong Ling."
The receptionist, Zhong Ling, also looked at Ningchuan with adoring eyes.
Zhong Ling was young and filled with a rebellious spirit. After hearing Ningchuan's gossip, she immediately became familiar.
Ningchuan was speechless. He had clearly only treated Mi Lu's illness, but how did it turn into a story of him taking action at the slightest provocation? And pressing her down? He definitely didn't press her down.
When they finished work in the afternoon, Qin Shiyun originally wanted Ningchuan to take her back to the hotel, but Tang Yuanchan came and enthusiastically invited Qin Shiyun to stay at her villa.
"Hey, aren't you Shiyun's driver and bodyguard? You should come along too and check if there's any danger in my villa."
To Ningchuan's surprise, Tang Yuanchan actually invited him on her own.
Tang Yuanchan's house was in Zhonghai, and she was the only one living in the villa. After the three of them arrived, Ningchuan began inspecting the villa.
Taking the opportunity, Tang Yuanchan secretly pulled Qin Shiyun to the second-floor study.
In the study, several screens displayed images from surveillance cameras placed throughout the villa.
One of the cameras showed Ningchuan inspecting various rooms.
And above one slightly a jar door, there was a bucket of colorful paint placed there.
With a smug expression, Tang Yuanchan said to Qin Shiyun:
"Hehe, Shiyun, wait until Ningchuan enters this room. He will trigger my mechanism and get drenched by this bucket of paint. Then, he'll rush to the nearby bathroom to wash up..."
"He would never imagine that this paint bucket has a special formula. Once it's stained, it can't be washed off! To remove it, he would have to scrub off a layer of his skin!"
"And what he doesn't know is that I also installed a camera in the bathroom, capturing his appearance while he's scrubbing off his skin..."
"At that time, I'll post the video of him covered in paint, scrubbing off his skin, on the internet. Can you make it go viral?"
"Now, let's just wait and watch the show..."
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