Chapter 20 - Who’s Going to Regret What? (1/2)

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After class, Tang Qiu went to the staffroom for duty. To earn some money to cover her living expenses, she worked diligently as an assistant for Professor Sun.

Professor Sun was nearing eighty, and anyone else in his shoes would have wanted to retire and travel the world with his wife, but he wasn’t willing to relinquish teaching just yet. He was a renowned lecturer on traditional medicine, and despite his age, he was still fit and healthy, alternating between his

duties as a doctor and mentoring graduate students-and no small number of them either.

Tang Qiu had yet to graduate, but she had always been desperate to prove herself to Professor Sun, hoping that he would give her a chance.

“Can I help you, Professor?”

Professor Sun had his reading glasses on and was studying the contents of a book. He didn’t raise his head. “Can’t you see for yourself? Come in, girl, don’t just stand there like a fool.”

Tang Qiu had hoped to be able to learn from him today, but she didn’t dare to voice it out. Instead, she scurried to clean up the office. Professor Sun was severe and harsh with his students; he didn’t suffer fools, especially those who thought to waste his time. She had been his assistant for more than 6

months, and in that time, he had made one thing perfectly clear to her: Keep your mouth shut and make yourself useful.

“How is your English, girl?” Professor Sun asked suddenly, placing down his book.

‘Tang Qiu practically shot to her feet. “Passable.”

Professor Sun wasn’t a man to tolerate ambiguous replies like that, so he tossed two documents at her. “Are you up to it? If so, translate them for me within the next 2 weeks.”

Tang Qiu scanned the documents. “Don’t worry, Professor, I’ll do my best to get it done!”

Professor Sun lowered his head to his work once more. “If you really can’t make sense of it, go ask your seniors,” he said, almost as an afterthought. “And if you still can’t do it then, give the documents back to me as soon as possible so you don’t waste my time.” The seniors he was referring to were all his

students.

“Tunderstand. If I have any questions, I’ll clarify them as best I can.” This was her chance to prove herself to Professor Sun. She had to get this task done!

She took a seat and looked over the documents carefully, and her eyes started twitching uncontrollably.

Male unitary system… How to improve a man’s sexual performance… The words were like a slap to her face. But then again, she thought silently, she was studying medicine; why would there be any distinction between male and female patients?

“Your senior Ning Mufan was capable of helping me translate documents when he was my assistant in his first year,” Professor Sun said. Her slightly ill expression, as if she were regretting her choices, hadn’t escaped his notice. “Your senior Qian Hongwei helped me out in the laboratory in his second

year. And your senior Song Siyue is currently learning to write lab reports from me. You’re a second year student now. Perhaps you’d like to back out?”