Rebirth in school

"I guess it's because you wrote too fast. Others take half an hour to fill it out, but you finished it in ten minutes. You must be a little tired if you write fast."

Fu Qingqing nodded, "Well, maybe!"

"Professor, now that I have filled out the information, there should be nothing else for me to do, right?"

"I'm in a hurry to go to class, or I'll be caught by my teacher."

When the old professor heard Fu Qingqing's words, the tea in his mouth almost spit out and he coughed twice.

"Student Fu, please stop lying to me. I have found out everything. Even your teacher doesn't dare to control you."

"You're fine sleeping openly in her class, so why are you afraid of wasting a little time?"

When Fu Qingqing heard this, he scratched his head and looked at the old professor in front of him, puzzled.

"Then, Professor, is there anything else you want to talk to me about?"

The old professor glanced at Fu Qingqing, then looked outside the door, stood up and walked over to close the office door.

Then he walked over and sat down, looked at Fu Qingqing, and organized his words awkwardly.

Fu Qingqing looked at the old professor, frowned, and asked directly.

"Professor, if you have anything to say, just tell me. I will help you if I can. If I can't, then please forgive me for not being able to help you."

After hearing what Fu Qingqing said, the old professor closed his eyes, put aside his face and asked.

"Student Fu, you were able to tell what was wrong with me at a glance in the auditorium yesterday. I'm really curious."

"I have never told anyone about this problem, in order not to affect my career."

"It was my wife who was considerate enough to stand in front of me and admitted that it was because of her poor health that she was infertile."

"How do you know? I'm infertile."

When Fu Qingqing heard this, she quickly stood up and apologized.

"I'm sorry, Professor. I don't know your situation. I told you directly yesterday at the game. I wonder if this will have any impact on you."

The old professor looked at Fu Qingqing's anxious look and immediately stood up to comfort her.

"It's okay, it's okay. I said that before, when I was competing for the position of vice-president."

"My wife was afraid that my secret would be exposed and would have consequences, so she stood in front of me."

"Now I am the vice-president. I have been the principal for ten years. I have no hope of promotion. I am about to retire, so I don't care about fame or not."

Fu Qingqing was surprised when she heard this. The professor in front of her was actually the vice president. No wonder his office was so big. It turned out that he was an official!

Fu Qingqing sighed in her heart and smiled. "Professor, I'm glad you don't blame me. Then why are you looking for me?"

The old professor looked at Fu Qingqing in front of him, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke.

"Student Fu, I want to ask you, since you can see what's wrong with me, can it be cured?"

When Fu Qingqing heard this, she was really shocked. After she came to her senses, she looked up and down at the old professor, thinking in her heart.

No way, this professor is at least 50 or 60 years old. Why does he still need to treat this disease when it doesn’t affect his life?

Fu Qingqing was puzzled, frowned and looked at the old professor.

"Professor, you are so old, why are you still treating that disease?"

When the old professor heard Fu Qingqing's words, his face turned red and he coughed twice to demonstrate.

"Student Fu, I don't have any children. You can tell what's wrong with me at a glance, so I want to ask you, can you cure this disease for me?"

When Fu Qingqing heard this, she understood everything completely. She looked at the old professor and said hesitantly.

"Well, Professor, I can treat this disease and I can cure it for you."

"But at your age, even if you are cured, I don't think it will be of any use."

When the old professor heard this, he waved his hand in understanding.

"It's okay, Mr. Fu, just help me cure this disease."

"As for the rest, I'll leave it to fate. Man makes the plan, but God disposes the outcome!"

When Fu Qingqing heard this, she was full of admiration. The old professor had a very good attitude.

No wonder he could become a principal, this mentality is extraordinary.

Looking at the professor's hopeful eyes, Fu Qingqing nodded.

"Okay, professor, I'll write you a prescription. You take the medicine according to the prescription. After half a month of conditioning, it should be almost cured."

"But let me make this clear first. I can only guarantee that your illness will be cured, but I can't guarantee that you can have children!"

Upon hearing this, the professor nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, thank you, Mr. Fu. I'm lucky that you can cure this disease for me. The rest depends on my fate. Thank you!"

"Student Fu, if you have any problems at school in the future, just come to me and I will take care of it for you."

When Fu Qingqing heard this, she responded bluntly.

"Professor, I don't accept empty promises. If you want to give me something, you should give me some real benefits."

"Just because you said that doesn't mean you didn't say it. If I come to look for you when something really happens, I'm afraid I won't even be able to find you."

When the old professor heard what Fu Qingqing said, he coughed twice awkwardly, touched his nose and asked.

"Then Mr. Fu, what kind of practical benefits do you want?"

Fu Qingqing tilted her head and thought for a while, "Professor, you are the vice president, so you must have the power. Please give me the freedom to ask for leave!"

When the professor heard Fu Qingqing's request, he frowned and said hesitantly,

"Student Fu, it's not that I won't help you, but I don't have the right to make this request!"

When Fu Qingqing saw that the old man was trying to procrastinate, she realized how could she let him do as he wished, so she quickly said with a smile.

"Oh, professor, you are being too modest. You are the vice president, how can you not even have this little power?"

When the old professor heard what Fu Qingqing said, he shook his head helplessly. This girl had left him speechless.

The old professor thought about it again and again, looked at Fu Qingqing seriously and said.

"Student Fu, I can give you the freedom to ask for leave, but you have to promise me that you can keep up with your studies."

"If you can't keep up with your studies, your freedom to take leave will be taken back at any time."

"You have to make sure that you can maintain your current level in every exam."

When Fu Qingqing heard this, she nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, professor, let's make it a deal. As long as I can guarantee that my grades in the future will be the same as they are now, you will give me the freedom to take a leave."

The old professor felt like he had fallen into a trap when he saw Fu Qingqing agreed so quickly. He nodded in a daze.

Seeing the old professor nod, Fu Qingqing happily wrote out the form and handed it to the old professor.

"Okay, professor, here is the list. Take it and go get the medicine yourself. I have to go to class first. Bye."

The old professor took the list excitedly and thanked Fu Wei again.

Fu Qingqing walked to the door, stuck her head in, looked at the old professor inside, and reminded him.

"Professor, don't forget to tell my teacher that I'm asking for leave."

When the old professor heard Fu Qingqing's instructions, he slapped his forehead helplessly.

"I know. I won't forget it. I'll go find her later."

"Okay, thank you," Fu Qingqing retracted her head with satisfaction and rushed to the classroom.

She was in a particularly good mood. From now on, she could take leave freely and take time to focus on her career.