Chapter Thirteen Which is the disease, needs treatment

  As soon as Ningyuan said this, the woman in her thirties and the middle-aged man with glasses were both stunned, staring at Ningyuan with wide eyes, their minds suddenly going blank.

  "Menstrual irregularity?"

  Both of them looked Ningyuan up and down, wondering if the young man in front of them had just come out of a mental hospital. A middle-aged man with irregular periods? This... this is simply the most ridiculous language.

  Of course, the middle-aged man suspected that Ningyuan was scolding him, but even if he was scolding someone, he had heard people scold others about their menstrual period before, saying it wasn't regular, but this was the first time, and for a moment, he actually forgot to get angry.

  A young woman, after being stunned for a moment, suddenly covered her mouth and let out a "heh" of laughter, laughing so hard that she was shaking all over. If it weren't for the fact that there were middle-aged people around, she probably wouldn't have bothered covering her mouth and would have burst out laughing long ago.

  The middle-aged man was still slightly angry, but when the young woman smiled at him, he couldn't help but smile too. The annoyance on his face suddenly turned into a hint of a smile, and he forced himself to look at Ning Yuan and say: "Alright, you don't need to fill out the form either, go back."

  The middle-aged man's words can be said to be very obvious, if other job seekers come, they will definitely hang their heads at this time, and the middle-aged man obviously has no intention of hiring them.

  "Why, you're still a bit dazed at this time, and seriously looked at the middle-aged man, nodded and said: "Well, then I'll go back first, wait for your notice. And, your menstrual disorder is really serious."

  "Go, go." Seeing Ningyuan's serious expression, the middle-aged man waved his hand again, as if shooing away a fly, too lazy to bother with Ningyuan anymore. He was now convinced that this young man must have escaped from that mental hospital.

  "Alright, goodbye." Ning Yuan nodded and turned to leave. As he was about to reach the door, he glanced at the young woman and hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice, "You should also be careful, premature ejaculation is an illness that needs treatment, don't stop taking your medicine."

  After finishing the sentence, he stepped out quickly and disappeared from the doorway, leaving no trace. The middle-aged man and young woman in the teaching office were stunned again, then burst into a fit of laughter, followed by a sigh of helplessness.

  Ningyuan walked out of the teaching affairs office and had already reached the school gate. The two people inside were still laughing from time to time. Suddenly, the middle-aged man who was laughing froze, his lips trembling twice, and an incredulous expression appeared on his face. He lowered his head to carefully examine something on the table, but this time he looked serious, yet his eyes were unfocused, clearly distracted.

  The middle-aged man quieted down, and some laughing young women also suddenly stopped their laughter, subconsciously turning their heads to glance at the middle-aged man who was organizing files, their faces also becoming somewhat solemn. The originally cheerful office of the teaching affairs department instantly became silent, with only the sound of two people's breathing being heard.

  It was clear that after a while, both of them came to their senses and figured out the meaning behind Ning Yuan's words. The teaching office had something to say about the two of them, but Ning Yuan said two irrelevant sentences instead.

  The first sentence is directed at middle-aged men, saying that they have irregular periods, which naturally makes people laugh and cry. A big man having a period, isn't this nonsense?

  However, combined with what Ningyuan said again when he was about to leave, saying that the young woman had premature ejaculation, this made people puzzled. At first, both of them were just enjoying themselves and didn't think much about it. As they laughed, the middle-aged man suddenly came back to his senses, wasn't he himself suffering from premature ejaculation?

  Of course, the young woman also came back to her senses at this time, and she was indeed irregular in her menstrual cycle.

  All of a sudden, neither of them could laugh anymore, just like being choked by someone, they didn't dare to believe it, but the more they thought about it, the more terrifying it became.

  Thinking back to when Ning Yu walked away, that one sentence "early ejaculation" was actually referring to being hesitant and unclear in speech, not daring to speak clearly, isn't this kind of thing usually very ambiguous?

  However, the two were puzzled as to why Ning Yuan didn't speak directly to them, but instead shifted his target. Was it to give them some face while showing off his own skills?

  Finally, the middle-aged man let out a sigh and raised his head, saying: "Little Sun, take a look at that kid's information form, did he leave any contact information?"

  The situation of a middle-aged man is more serious than that of a young woman, although he is already fifty and the significance of this kind of diarrhea has diminished. However, he is still a man after all. Previously, there was no way to do anything about it, but now that he has met someone who can see through him at a glance, doesn't that prove that his situation still has hope for treatment?

  As for why Ningyuan didn't say it to their faces, the middle-aged man could only attribute the reason to those two having dog eyes... Cough cough, this phrase doesn't seem quite suitable, should be that they have eyes but fail to recognize Mount Tai, provoking others.

  This way, the middle-aged man naturally couldn't just let Ning Yuan leave like this. At the very least, he had to find Ning Yuan and ask him clearly. Of course, there was also the most important point that the middle-aged man only thought of now - Ning Yuan's job application had already been arranged by Principal Qi. If he were to quietly drive Ning Yuan away, how could he explain it to Principal Qi?

  When the middle-aged man spoke, the young woman hastily took over the information sheet left by Ningyuan and looked at it. Her own situation was not much better, with irregular periods. For a man, that would be a minor issue, but for a woman, it's no less than... Not only does it affect one's appearance, making it easy to get spots, but also affects... Cough, cough... Everyone knows what I mean.

  She took the form, and the young woman looked at it carefully. The table on the surface had already been filled in densely, with name, age, place of origin and so on, not one less, and the detailed home address was also included. It's really unknown how Ningyuan managed to fill everything out in such a short time.

  What surprised the young woman most was Ning Yuan's handwriting, which was truly exceptional, in no way inferior to that of the famous calligrapher Wang Xizhi. His cursive script was like a dragon flying and snake dancing, written with one breath, full of vigor and spirit, just like... In short, she didn't recognize any of it.

  After staring for half a day, the young woman finally recognized a few words, which were the eleven Arabic numerals in the phone number column.

  The middle-aged man waited for a long time and saw the young woman without making a sound, but couldn't help saying: "Little Sun, do you have any contact information?"

  "There's a phone call," the young woman replied.

  "Give him a call and have him come over, just tell him he's been hired." said the middle-aged man.

  The young woman nodded, picked up the phone on the side and dialed a number. At this time, Ningyuan had just walked out of the school gate, and Gu Fenglin, who was not far away, was still standing by the car, smoking. Seeing Ningyuan come out, he smiled and asked: "Little Shifu, how is it?"

  "It's hard to say, it depends on their understanding. Of course, if they have thin skin, I probably won't be hired." Ning Yuan chuckled and said, leaving Gu Fenglin bewildered.

  Just as Gufeng Lin was about to ask again, Ningyuan's mobile phone rang. He picked it up and listened for two sentences before hanging up the phone, then nodded at Gufeng Lin: "You're hired, let me go back again."

  "Have you been hired?" Gu Fenglin was even more confused, and said somewhat puzzled: "If you've been hired, then you've been hired. Why are you being sent back? Can't you just be told when to start work?"

  "Alright, I'll go take a look first. You don't have to wait for me." Ning Yuan waved his hand and stepped forward again, arriving at the office of the teaching affairs department with ease.

  This time he entered the office, and the two people inside were quietly waiting. When they saw Ning Yuan enter, the young woman stood up involuntarily, her face somewhat unnatural, not knowing how to greet him.

  The middle-aged man also felt a bit awkward and stood up, clearing his throat and saying: "Young fellow, I don't know what to call you?"

  The young woman had made a phone call, and the middle-aged man had also taken out the information form to take a look. The problem was that he didn't recognize a single character, which meant that they still didn't know what Ningyuan's name was.

  Of course, in this empty file, the middle-aged man and the young woman have formed an alliance of offense and defense, signed a mutual confidentiality agreement, and became allies. The relationship has obviously taken a step forward compared to the previous superior-subordinate relationship.

  "Ning Yuan!" Hearing the middle-aged man ask his name, Ning Yuan didn't find it strange and replied with a faint smile.

  "Alright." The middle-aged man repeated, then said: "Principal Qi has already told us about your situation. Hmm, you're a pretty good kid, you've been hired. When can you start working?"

  "It can be done at any time." Ning Yuan said.

  "Ah, good. I'll take you to the infirmary now and introduce myself. My name is Han Weipeng, Director of the Academic Affairs Office at Fuxi University." The middle-aged man closed the file in front of him, walked over to Ningyuan's side, patted his shoulder, and they both left the office together, leaving behind a young woman who stared blankly at Ningyuan's back, sighing inwardly that those with higher authority can be overwhelming. She too had wanted to have a private conversation with Ningyuan.