Chapter Thirty-two: Guo Lan Flew into the Web

  At this moment, faint footsteps came from the front. Zhang Jun suddenly opened his eyes and grasped the half steel bar beside him, with a cold light in his eyes, thinking it was another killer coming back.

  A slender and beautiful woman parted the flower branches with her jade hands, stepping lightly. The woman looked to be twenty-one or two years old, with a calm and elegant expression, a delicate and charming temperament that moved people. Her white sportswear couldn't hide her slender figure, especially the twin peaks on her chest that propped up her clothes were quite impressive.

  Seeing Zhang Jun sitting on the ground covered in mud, the woman was taken aback for a moment, then looked suspicious and vigilant, subconsciously taking half a step back. After all, it's rare for people to enter the green belt at this time, and she seemed to be worried about encountering bad people.

  "Hello, I just got hurt. Is there a hospital nearby?"

  The woman looked him up and down and said, "There's no hotel nearby, where are you hurt?"

  Zhang Jun smiled wryly and said, "The manhole cover in front of the sewer is gone. I wasn't careful and fell down, ending up like this, hurting my hand." He had scratched a big gash on his hand while fleeing for his life in the sewer.

  The woman seemed to remember something and shook her head helplessly: "I remembered, there was indeed a manhole cover stolen ahead. Alas, those people are really inconsiderate of the safety of pedestrians."

  Zhang Jun felt amused and thought that if the thief was considerate of others, then he wouldn't be a thief. However, this also made him feel the girl's simplicity and loveliness.

  The girl thought for a moment and said, "You're so dirty that you probably can't even get on the bus. How about this: you go to my place, change your clothes, take a bath, and then think of a solution. What do you say?"

  When she said that, Zhang Jun was stunned and thought to himself that he had good luck and met a kind person. He quickly nodded and said, "That's too much trouble for you."

  The girl smiled slightly and said, "No trouble, my home is just nearby." So she took Zhang Jun back to her home.

  On the road, Zhang Jun casually chatted with the woman for a few sentences and learned that her name was Guo Lan. She would pass through this green belt every morning during her exercise routine. It just so happened that she had run into Zhang Jun on her way back from exercising.

  Zhang Jun's body was covered in dirt and smelled terrible, so he fell two steps behind Guo Lan to avoid bothering her. Guo Lan seemed to have noticed his intention and smiled back at him.

  Guo Lan's home was not far away, across two roads, it was a magnificent building complex, and the four words "Zhongyuan University" could be seen from afar. Zhang Jun recognized this place and unexpectedly said: "So your home is in the teaching area?"

  Zhongyuan University is a well-known institution of higher learning in China, and one of the key universities for undergraduate admissions. In some disciplines, it ranks among the best in the country, with a reputation that rivals Donghai University.

  Guo Lan nodded and smiled, saying: "My dad is a professor of archaeology at Pingyuan University, and I also graduated from Pingyuan University last year, majoring in archaeology."

  Zhang Jun had some understanding of Pingyuan University and praised: "The Department of Archaeology is indeed the pride of Pingyuan University. It was founded only ten years ago, but it has already become as famous as the Department of Archaeology at Kyoto First University and Jinling University, which is truly remarkable."

  Guo Lan's face showed a hint of pride, saying: "That's natural, the Archaeology Department was founded by my dad, and back then he didn't hesitate to poach people from Kyoto and Jinling."

  Zhang Junxin said no wonder, it turned out that her old man had poached people from the archaeology department of a strong school.

  As he entered Zhongyuan University, he suddenly felt a special atmosphere, with the strong academic spirit hitting him in the face. He seemed to see batch after batch of students graduating from here and then making their mark in various fields of society.

  "Hmm? Is it because of my clairvoyant ability that I can feel this aura?" Zhang Jun thought to himself, and so he gradually immersed his mind in this atmosphere to sense it.

  There is a bit of pride, a bit of nobility, but more is the thriving spirit of prosperity, the sharpness of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, and the domineering spirit of self-improvement and venturing into the world.

  "The atmosphere of Zhongyuan University is indeed unique, worthy of its reputation as a renowned institution. I wonder what the atmosphere at Donghai University is like? When I have the chance, I must go back and take a look around, feel the vibe there." He thought to himself.

  As they walked and chatted, Zhang Jun, covered in dirt, attracted many curious glances. However, those curious glances were soon stolen away by the beautiful and charming Guo Lan, leaving Zhang Jun with a sense of "casting a brick to attract jade".

  They soon arrived at the teacher's dormitory area, and Guo Lan led Zhang Jun into a separate courtyard. The small yard covers an area of over 100 square meters, with a two-story small building built inside, with red bricks and green tiles, which is quite different from the apartment-style buildings of other high-rise buildings.

  The gate is very low, only half a person tall, and its function is more decorative than protective. As they enter the courtyard, Guo Lan calls out from outside: "Dad, I'm back."

  The door of the small building opened, and a man in his fifties or sixties with a thin face walked out. He was not tall, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, a light gray shirt, and an apron tied around his waist.

  The old man saw Zhang Jun and asked strangely: "Lanlan, who is this kid? Why does he look like he just crawled out of the mud?"

  Guo Lan briefly told the old man about her encounter with Zhang Jun. The old man nodded and said, "I see. You go to the kitchen and watch the fire, I'll take the young fellow to change his clothes."

  Kuo Lan smiled at Chang Chun and said, "This is my father, Kuo Shu-wen."

  "Professor Guo, I'm Zhang Jun, it's an honor to meet you."

  Guo Shuwen waved his hand and said, "Don't be polite, come with me to clean up a bit." He then took Zhang Jun to the bathroom on the west side and had him clean himself first.

  The bathroom was very large, with one side converted into a shower room, which was very convenient to use. Zhang Ji quickly took off the smelly clothes on his body and started washing himself quickly. While taking a bath, he reached out to touch the wound on his lower back, which had basically healed, leaving only a fine raised line.

  After washing, Guo Shuwen brought in a stack of clothes and said, "This set of underwear was bought from the campus supermarket, and the jacket was worn by Brother Guo Lan. Don't be disgusted."

  Zhang Jun was very grateful and said: "Thank you so much, Professor Guo."

  "Don't be polite, hurry up and change your clothes, come out and have dinner together." After finishing speaking, Guo Shuwen left.

  After changing his clothes, Zhang Jun felt much fresher. He came to the living room of Professor Guo's house and found that Guo Lan had already served all the dishes on the table. She smiled and said, "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's eat together."

  Zhang Jun felt a bit embarrassed and hastily said, "No, I'm not hungry."

  "Even if you're not hungry, you have to eat. I've already prepared your portion."

  Zhang Jun had no choice but to force himself to sit down at the dinner table. After he sat down, he gradually relaxed and began chatting with the father-daughter pair.

  As he was eating, Guo Shuwen suddenly stopped chewing and his whole body stiffened, a pained expression on his face. Guo Lan's complexion changed, she quickly put down her bowl and chopsticks, walked forward and softly asked: "Dad, is your lower back hurting again?"

  Guo Shuwen nodded slightly and then remained still for five or six minutes before slowly relaxing, his forehead already drenched with sweat.

  Zhang Jun sat next to Guo Shuwen, when the other person was in unbearable pain, he secretly observed and found that this person's lumbar spine had obvious hidden injuries and dislocation, compressing the nerves inside the spinal canal.

  Seeing Professor Guo calm down, he asked: "Professor Guo, is there something wrong with your waist?"

  Professor Guo waved his hand and sighed, "It's an old problem. In the 1970s when I was a sent-down youth in the countryside, I accidentally rolled down from a mountain and got hurt. It's been over 40 years now, but it still hurts every now and then."

  As he spoke, he couldn't stop gasping for breath, clearly still in pain, only not as severe as before.

  Zhang Jun thought for a moment and said: "Professor Guo, I know some massage techniques. Why don't I try to help you see if it can relieve the pain?"

  Professor Guo laughed and said: "Good, many people have treated me with it, and I've also used the method of tuina massage, feeling pretty good. Then trouble you, Little Zhang."

  Zhang Jun let Professor Guo lie flat on the sofa and gently pressed his injured waist. He could see inside, so the effect of pressing was immediate, first a slight pain, and then Professor Guo immediately stopped hurting.

  It turns out that this direction, accurate and moderate pressure can push the slightly misplaced lumbar vertebrae in the correct position, reducing nerve compression and pain will naturally disappear.

  He let out a startled cry and said: "Little Zhang, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

  Zhang Jun smiled slightly, his fingers pressed motionless, saying: "Don't speak, it's not over yet." As soon as the words fell, a strand of golden light shot out from his left eye and struck the opponent's injured waist.

  Suddenly, Professor Guo felt a warm and comfortable sensation in his lumbar region, which was an unprecedented feeling since he got injured. He couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

  Three consecutive golden lights were emitted, and Zhang Jun slowly released his hand. Professor Guo no longer felt pain. However, he knew that he was currently unable to properly set the bone for his opponent, and this illness had not been cured, but only temporarily alleviated his suffering and strengthened his nerves.

  Zhang Jun lends a helping hand, half of which is out of gratitude for the father and daughter's help, and on the other hand, he cannot bear to see an old man suffer such pain.

  Professor Guo stood up and looked at Zhang Jun in surprise, saying: "Little Zhang, your technique really works. I've seen many hospitals for this illness, and the doctors all said that the lumbar vertebrae are too dangerous, suggesting conservative treatment. I also tried a specialist's acupuncture and massage, but the effect was far inferior to yours."

  Zhang Jun smiled and said, "I only know a little bit of skin and hair, my master is the one who's really good. I'll invite him to come see you another day, and nine out of ten times he can cure your illness completely."

  The father and daughter both showed joy, and Guo Lan exclaimed: "Really?"

  Zhang Jun smiled and nodded.

  Professor Guo burst out laughing and said to Guo Lan, "Lanlan, the Buddha says that good deeds will be rewarded with good fortune. Indeed, it's not false! You went out to help Xiao Zhang this time, and as a result, your father's illness has hope for treatment."

  Guo Lan's face was filled with joy, "Hehe" she laughed and said: "It's all thanks to Dad's good teaching, the credit still goes to old Dad."

  Listening to the father and daughter teasing each other, Zhang couldn't help but think of his parents thousands of miles away, thinking that this time when he goes home, he must take good care of his parents' health.