Obviously, President Han's pace was not in sync with Gu Xiaoer's rhythm.
"Big bosses are all like that! If he weren't like that, I'd curse him to become fat and bald with a Mediterranean! Hmph, I hope he never goes to our school again, but if he does..."
"If he does, what will you do?" The man's face became increasingly indistinct.
"I'll fill his cup with salt, let him be annoyed to death!" Completely unaware that she had been set up.
"Not afraid of getting caught?" Han Luoli's tone had also become somber.
Gu Xiaoer took a bite of toast, waved her hand grandly: "What's there to be afraid of? I can use colorless and odorless laxatives, add little bugs. If I get caught, I'll just cry innocently, so many people have handled the water, I'm being framed!"
Well done, Gu Xiaoer, I'll remember this!
Talking nonstop, she didn't notice the man's changing expression.
He just urged her, "Hurry up and go to class."
Han Luoli silently ran his hand through his hair, taking careful note.
The two parted at the entrance of the complex, Gu Xiaoer took the bus to school, while Han Luoli still drove his car.
Han Luoli wanted to give her a ride, but Gu Xiaoer declined righteously: "Mr. Han, you are you, I am me, once we leave this door, we don't know each other, OK?"
At nine in the morning, in the office of the Central Hospital.
Han Luoli sat on the sofa lost in thought, legs crossed, lazily exhaling smoke rings, one after another. Apart from his carmine-colored thin lips opening and closing, he didn't move at all.
Shen Minghan walked in holding a stack of papers, dressed in a white lab coat with gold-rimmed glasses, cultured and academic. He placed a pen in the pocket of his coat and slapped the documents down in front of Han Luoli: "Take a look."
But Han Luoli didn't budge, he had seen these test results countless times before, and they were always the same.
Shen Minghan was used to this behavior and simply stated, "There's nothing wrong with your physical hardware."
Then he pulled out a particular test result and deliberately placed it under Han Luoli's eyes.
"Take a look, the software still isn't working!" His tone was rather helpless and carried a bit of a grudge.
It was an expected outcome, Han Luoli didn't even need to look.
But Shen Minghan was puzzled: "Didn't you take a liking to a young girl? Can't you still get over that hurdle? It's been years, and every test result is psychological and physiological barriers! Commonly known as impotence."
The audacity to bluntly talk about Han Luoli's impotence belonged only to Shen Minghan, who was both a brother and a medical professional. Anyone else would avoid even hinting at such a topic, let alone mention it in front of Han Luoli.
Even so, Shen Minghan still received the cold shoulder from Han Luoli, who ignored him for quite some time.
The office fell into an eerie silence, yet Shen Minghan could feel beneath this quiet the undercurrents of Han Luoli's struggle and yearning that had lasted for thousands of nights. Many times, he had been thrilled at the thought of Han Luoli accepting that young girl, but this happiness seemed premature...
After a long while, Han Luoli finally moved his lips, took a drag of his cigarette, and exhaled: "I do feel arousal and desire, it's just the last moment, I can't get over that mental barrier."
That barrier...
It struck Shen Minghan like a muffled blow to the heart, followed by the powerless feeling of being a doctor yet unable to cure his friend, his voice somewhat uncontrollably agitated: "It's been four years, Luoli, even the biggest barriers should have been surmounted by now. That woman isn't worth it, are you really planning to live like a monk for her your entire life?"
"Heh, she doesn't have that capability!"