Chapter 12 You seem to have some irregular menstruation

  "Qin family's Old Three?" Ning Yuan was taken aback, looking at Gu Fenglin: "Is that the young man who laughed wildly when we met him during lunch yesterday?"

  "Not bad." Gu Fenglin nodded as he walked with Ning Yuan, "That young man is Qin Lang, the third son of the third generation of the Qin family. The Qin family, along with the Jiang and Xu families, are all prominent families in Shangjiang City, with businesses all over the place and immense power and influence. They can kill anyone in Shangjiang City without batting an eye. Yesterday afternoon, all the famous doctors in Shangjiang City were invited to the Qin residence."

  Ningyuan nodded while asking: "That old man just now, looked very famous, able to make the Qin family line up such a formation to welcome him, isn't he extraordinary?"

  "That old man just now was named Tan Donglin, a famous master in Shangjiang City. He has published many articles in magazines and is quite famous. Now he still serves as the vice president of the Shangjiang City Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. I didn't expect that he actually lives here." Gu Fenglin explained with a smile.

  Two people were talking, Ningyuan had already opened the door and entered the first floor hall with Gufeng Lin. Gufeng Lin didn't wait for Ningyuan's invitation and went to find tea leaves to make tea. Ningyuan went upstairs to take a shower and changed into a new set of clothes before coming down.

  At this time, Gu Fenglin had already brewed the tea and poured a cup for both Ningyuan and himself. The two sat down on the sofa, and only then did Gu Fenglin say: "Young Master Uncle, are you really going to apply for the position of school doctor at Fuhai University?"

  "Go take a look, find a job and do it slowly, it's better than doing nothing." Ning Yuan smiled faintly: "Riding a donkey to find a horse, you shouldn't be afraid that I won't make enough money, letting you lose rent every day?"

  "What's the matter, look at what you're saying." Gu Fenglin knew that Ning Yuan was joking and didn't get angry. He curled his lips and said: "I know that Master left many good things for you, and you are also a small rich man."

  "Haha, I knew it. You're being so attentive to me because you want those things." Ning Yuan chuckled and said: "Those things aren't something I wouldn't give you, the problem is that even if I gave them to you, you wouldn't be able to use them. Let's wait until you've mastered the secret techniques before we talk about it again. By then, Second Master will also formally accept you as his disciple."

  As Gu Fenglin said, Ning Yu being the master of the Ninth Mystic Gate, it is impossible that he really has nothing. Although Lao Dao was indifferent to fame and wealth before his death, he still left many good things behind. There wasn't much money left, but there were quite a few antiques, calligraphy and paintings from ancient China, some of which were even national treasures, enough to be called the Ninth Mystic Gate's most precious treasure.

  Apart from this, there are many mysterious doors and spiritual jade stones. Many of these things are hard to come by, but in the eyes of those who practice mysticism, they are priceless treasures, especially for those who cultivate secret methods, no less than enormous wealth.

  Although many of these things are unlikely to be sold for cash, even if you casually throw out one or two items, they would definitely be enough for an ordinary person to live a life without worrying about food and drink.

  Gu Fenglin naturally knew what Ning Yuan was referring to and smiled bitterly: "The secret method is not easy to learn, who do you think wants to be like your Junior Master?"

  This secret method is easy to talk about, but it's really hard to put into practice, it's one of those things that can't be rushed, on the one hand you need to have a certain level of enlightenment, on the other hand you need to have the right opportunity, neither of which can be lacking, and it's absolutely not something that can be achieved through diligence alone. Some people work tirelessly their whole lives without ever getting in, while others are incredibly lazy but might stumble upon the entrance after just one night's sleep, it can't be measured by ordinary standards.

  In this regard, Ningyuan can indeed be considered a genius. At just twenty years old, he had already mastered the secret methods two years ago. Not to mention Gu Feng Lin's admiration, even the old masters of that year sighed in dismay, lamenting that they were not as good as Ningyuan, who had entered the door three years earlier than them.

  Looking at Gu Fenglin's bitter smile, Ning Yuan patted her shoulder and said: "Don't worry, these things can't be rushed. It's all about waiting for the right moment, when the time is ripe, it will happen naturally. When you reach a bottleneck, I'll prepare a small array to help you break through."

  Gu Fenglin hastily smiled and said: "Thank you, Junior Master. I've been dreaming of this day, but if I couldn't enter the secret method, then I wouldn't be considered a true member of the Mystic Door."

  The two of them chatted and laughed for a while, when Gu Fenglin suddenly remembered something. He said seriously: "Right, Little Shifu, the main reason I came today is to remind you of something. You need to be especially careful around Li Chuanhe. This person's heart isn't very broad-minded. Yesterday, you made him lose face, and he absolutely won't let it go easily. He knows your identity, so he probably won't come at you openly, but hidden arrows are hard to defend against. Li Chuanhe has been in Shangjiang City for many years, and he definitely won't talk to you about any rules of the jianghu."

  Listening to Gu Fenglin's words, Ning Yuan suddenly twitched the corner of his eye, took out three copper coins from his pocket, clasped his hands together, raised them above his head, shook them gently a few times, and then put the copper coins back on the tea table in front of him.

  Gu Feng Lin also hastily leaned over to take a look, Ning Yuan stared at the three copper coins on the tea table, and also furrowed his brow, muttering: "It seems that Old Tan is not simple either, I'm afraid I really am a ominous sign, recently there will be a disaster with bloodshed."

  Earlier in the park, Ningyuan didn't pay much attention to Tan Donglin's words. It wasn't until Gu Fenglin mentioned the Li River that he suddenly felt a sense of unease in his heart. He didn't expect that when he calculated his fortune, Tan Donglin's words would indeed come true.

  Nowadays, Ningyuan has reached the realm of introspection, although he hasn't achieved a state of resonance with heaven and earth, he still has some slight perception of good or bad fortune. His six senses are naturally very keen, it's impossible for him to be oblivious.

  Gu Fenglin listened to Ning Yuan's words, furrowed his brow and said: "Young Master Shu, Li Chuan River has been in Shangjiang City for many years, with deep roots and a wide network of acquaintances. If he really intends to harm you, it would indeed be quite troublesome."

  "It doesn't matter, I didn't know before, but now that I've calculated it, I naturally won't be caught off guard. One Lichuan River is not enough to tie my hands and feet, or else your master should come out of his coffin and scold me for being a disappointment."

  Gu Fenglin couldn't help but smile, and felt a lot more at ease. Just as Ning Yuan had said, previously he didn't know any better, so it was only natural that he might get taken advantage of. Now that he knew better, with Ning Yuan's abilities, he shouldn't have to suffer losses right in front of him. Even if Liuchuan River was extremely bold, they wouldn't dare to openly and brazenly deal with Ning Yuan, after all the Jiuxuanmen wasn't one to be trifled with.

  The two of them chatted idly for a while, and it wasn't until 10 o'clock that Gu Fenglin finally left the house with Ning Yuan, personally driving him to Fuhai University for an interview.

  Fuhai University is not far from Ningyuan's current residence, and it only takes about 10 minutes to drive there. Gu Fenglin probably guessed that Ningyuan would like this job, so he specially rented a house for Ningyuan in the nearby area.

  The car arrived at the school gate, Gu Fenglin still wanted to send Ningyuan together, but was sent back by Ningyuan. He went to apply for a job, but was not used to being followed by an assistant. Those who didn't know thought he had come to protest.

  Shangjiang City is not a well-known city, but Shangjiang Fuhai University is a prestigious university, ranking among the top 50 in the country. The school has a grand appearance and occupies a vast area of land.

  Ningyuan saw Gu Fenglin off and then walked towards Fuhai University. In such a large campus, the security guards generally wouldn't go out of their way to interrogate people entering, so Ningyuan naturally entered the school.

  The school's style layout is very good, and the greening inside is also very good. At this time, although it is morning, there are not a few students coming and going in the campus.

  Ningyuan casually asked a few students for directions and arrived at the school's administrative office. The office was very spacious, but there were only two people inside at this time. One was a man in his fifties with glasses, looking at documents on his desk. The other was a woman in her thirties with a pretty face.

  Ning Yuan entered the office, and the young woman heard the sound, looked up at Ning Yuan and asked casually: "Which class are you from? What brings you here?"

  Ning Yuan coughed softly and said: "I'm here for an interview as a school doctor, I don't know who to look for?"

  When she heard that Ningyuan was here to apply for the school doctor position, the young woman finally took a serious look at Ningyuan. Seeing that Ningyuan was in his early twenties, roughly the same age as the school's sophomores, she subconsciously furrowed her brow and looked towards the middle-aged man who was busy with work.

  The middle-aged man had already heard the voice and looked up at Ning Yuan with a somewhat impatient tone: "Is this introduced by Principal Qi? Little Sun, let him fill out the registration form first."

  The young woman heard the middle-aged man's instructions and handed a form to Ning Yuan: "Fill this out first, do you have a medical license?"

  "Yes." Ning Yuan took over the form and handed over a small certificate: "This is my medical license."

  The young woman took the qualification certificate and glanced at it casually, suddenly uttering a soft "hmm" in surprise, saying: "You're still a traditional Chinese medicine doctor?"

  Ningyuan took over the materials and looked at them while nodding, "Hmm, it's a family tradition. I've been learning traditional Chinese medicine since I was young. My qualifications used to be in Pingyang, but I just transferred to Shangjiang."

  "Traditional Chinese medicine?" The middle-aged man, who had lowered his head again, looked up and said coldly, "You're still young, and you're practicing traditional Chinese medicine? Do you even know how to take a pulse? Don't be one of those charlatans who swindle people everywhere. This is a school, not some street performance under the bridge."

  For some reason, Ningyuan always felt that this middle-aged man was not very friendly to him, as if he had a prejudice against him. Listening to the middle-aged man's unfriendly tone, Ningyuan looked at him calmly and smiled faintly: "I slightly understand pulse diagnosis, if you trust me, I can help you take a look, you seem to have some irregular menstruation."