Chapter 32: Guo Lan

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from ahead, Zhang Jun suddenly opened his eyes, grasped the half of the steel bar next to him, his eyes shone coldly, he thought it was another killer who had left and returned.

A pair of slender and beautiful women's jade hands parted the flower branches and stepped lightly. The woman looks about 21 or 20 years old, her expression is quiet and elegant, and her temperament is charming and charming. She is dressed in white sportswear, but her graceful figure can't be concealed, especially the pair of peaks on her chest that prop up her clothes are quite impressive.

Seeing Zhang Jun sitting on the ground covered in mud, the woman was startled for a moment, then showed suspicion and vigilance, and subconsciously took a half step back. After all, few people entered the green belt at this time, and she was obviously a little worried about encountering bad people.

Zhang Jun opened his eyes and looked at the other party. Guessing what the other party was thinking, he grinned and explained, "Hi, I fell and injured just now. Is there a hospital nearby?"

The woman looked him up and said, "There is no hotel nearby, where did you get hurt?"

Zhang Jun smiled wryly, and said, "The manhole cover of the sewer in front is gone, I accidentally dropped it, and ended up doing this, hurting my hand." He ran in a hurry while escaping for his life in the sewer, and scratched a big cut on his hand .

The woman seemed to have remembered something, and shook her head helplessly: "I remembered, there was indeed a manhole cover that was stolen in front. Alas, those people are really serious, they don't care about the safety of passers-by at all."

Zhang Jun felt it was funny, thinking that if a thief thinks of others, then he is not a thief. However, it also made him feel the girl's innocence and cuteness.

The woman thought for a while, and said: "You are so dirty, I'm afraid you can't even catch a car. Why don't you go to my house to change clothes, take a shower, and then think of a way, do you think it's okay?"

Hearing what she said, Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was lucky and met a good man, so he nodded quickly and said, "That's really troublesome for you."

The woman smiled slightly and said, "No trouble, my house is nearby." So she took Zhang Jun and returned home.

On the way, Zhang Jun chatted with the woman casually, and knew that her name was Guo Lan, and she would pass this green belt every morning for morning exercises. Just met Zhang Jun when she came back from her morning exercise.

Zhang Jun's body was covered with filth, and the stench was terrible, so he followed Guo Lan two steps behind to avoid infecting him. Guo Lan seemed to see what he was thinking and smiled back at him.

Guo Lan's home is not far away, across two roads, there is a large group of magnificent buildings, and the words "Central Plains University" can be seen from a distance. Zhang Jun recognized this place, and unexpectedly said: "So your home is in the teaching area?"

Chung Yuan University is a well-known university in the country. It is a key institution for undergraduate enrollment. It is second to none in some majors in China and has a good reputation. Its ranking is comparable to that of Tunghai University.

Guo Lan nodded and smiled, and said, "My dad is a professor of the Department of Archeology at Pingyuan University. I also graduated from Pingyuan University last year, and my major is also in the Department of Archeology."

Zhang Jun knew a little about Pingyuan University, and praised: "The Department of Archeology is the pride of your Pingyuan University. It has been as famous as the Department of Archeology of Kyoto First University and Jinling University in just ten years since its establishment. It is very remarkable."

Guo Lanqiao showed a hint of pride on her face, and said: "Of course, the Department of Archeology was established by my father. Back then, there were a lot of recruits from Kyoto and Jinling."

Zhang Junxin said that it was no wonder, it turned out that her old man dug someone from the strong school of the Department of Archeology.

Entering Zhongyuan University, he immediately felt a special atmosphere, a strong scholarly spirit rushed over his face, and he seemed to see many students coming out of here, and then displaying their talents in various fields of society.

"Huh? Is it because of the perspective ability that I can feel this breath?" Zhang Jun thought to himself, so he gradually immersed his mind in this atmosphere to feel it.

In this breath, there is a little pride, a little nobility, but more of a thriving vigor, a newborn calf's spirit of not being afraid of tigers, and a domineering spirit of self-improvement to conquer the world.

"The atmosphere of Central Plains University is really different. It is worthy of being a well-known university. I wonder what the atmosphere of Tunghai University is like? When I have a chance, I must go back and feel the atmosphere there." He secretly thought.

While chatting and walking, along the way, the filthy Zhang Jun attracted many curious eyes. However, those curious gazes were quickly taken away by the beautiful and charming Guo Lan, which made Zhang Jun quite emotional.

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

The courtyard gate was very low, only about half the height of a person, and it was more for decoration than protection. Entering the courtyard, Guo Lan called out from outside: "Dad, I'm back."

The door of the small building opened, and a thin old man in his fifties or sixties walked out. He is not tall, wearing a pair of black-rimmed reading glasses, a blue-gray sweater, and a kitchen apron tied around his waist.

Seeing Zhang Jun, the old man asked strangely: "Lan Lan, who is this kid? Why does he look like he just got out of the mud?"

Guo Lan briefly described the experience of meeting Zhang Jun. The old man nodded and said, "So, then go to the kitchen and watch the fire, and I'll take the young man to change clothes."

Guo Lan smiled at Zhang Jun and said, "This is my father, Guo Shuwen."

Zhang Jun bowed and said, "Hello, Professor Guo, I'm Zhang Jun. It's an honor to meet you."

Guo Shuwen waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, follow me to clean up." Then he took Zhang Jun to the bathroom on the west side and asked him to clean up first.

The toilet area is very large, and one side is made into a bathroom, which is very convenient to use. Zhang Jun quickly took off all the stinky clothes on his body, and quickly began to wash himself. While taking a bath, he stretched out his hand to touch the wound on his lower back, and it was basically healed, leaving only a tiny bulge.

After rinsing, Guo Shuwen walked in with a stack of clothes, and said, "This set of ### was bought from the campus supermarket, and the coat was worn by brother Guo Lan. Don't dislike it."

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

"You're welcome, change your clothes quickly and come out to have dinner together." After speaking, Guo Shuwen left.

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

Zhang Jun was a little embarrassed, and quickly said, "No, I'm not hungry."

Guo Lan smiled and said, "Eat even if you're not hungry, I've already made your share."

Zhang Jun had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit down at the dining table. After his people sat down, they gradually relaxed and started talking and laughing with the father and daughter.

While eating, Guo Shuwen suddenly stopped chewing, his whole body stiffened, and a pained expression appeared on his face. Guo Lan's complexion changed, she quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, stepped forward and asked softly, "Dad, is your back hurting again?"

Guo Shuwen nodded slightly, and then his body remained still for five or six minutes before he slowly relaxed. His forehead was already dripping with sweat.

Zhang Jun was sitting next to Guo Shuwen. When the other person was in unbearable pain, he secretly observed through perspective and found that the person's lumbar spine had obvious hidden injuries and dislocations, ### to the nerves in the spinal canal.

Seeing that Professor Guo calmed down, he asked, "Professor Guo, do you have a problem with your waist?"

Professor Guo waved his hand and said with a wry smile: "It's an old problem. When I was an educated youth in the countryside in the 1970s, I accidentally rolled down the mountain and fell. It's been more than 40 years. It hurts every now and then."

As he spoke, he kept gasping for air. Obviously the pain hadn't passed, but it wasn't as severe as before.

Zhang Jun thought for a while and said, "Professor Guo, I know a little bit about massage, why don't you give it a try and see if it can relieve the pain."

Professor Guo laughed, and said with a smile: "Okay, many people have treated me, and also used massage methods, and the effect is not bad, so I will trouble you, Xiao Zhang."

Zhang Jun asked Professor Guo to lie flat on the sofa and gently pressed his injured lumbar spine. He can see through the internal situation, so the effect of pressing is immediate. At first, there was a slight pain, and then Professor Guo immediately stopped the pain.

It turned out that this kind of pressure with accurate direction and moderate strength can push the slightly misaligned lumbar spine to the correct direction, reduce the pressure on the nerves, and the pain will naturally disappear.

He let out a cry of surprise, and said, "Xiao Zhang, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

Zhang Jun smiled slightly, pressed his fingers still, and said: "Don't talk, it's not over yet." After he finished speaking, a ray of golden light shot out from his left eye, piercing into the opponent's injured lumbar spine.

In an instant, Professor Guo felt warm and comfortable in the lumbar spine. This was a feeling he had never felt since he was injured, and he couldn't help sighing softly.

After shooting three golden lights in a row, Zhang Jun slowly let go of his hand, and Professor Guo no longer felt the pain. However, he knew that he was unable to set the other person's bones now, and the disease was not cured. It only temporarily relieved his pain and strengthened his nerves.

Zhang Jun came to help, mostly because of his gratitude to the father and daughter for their help, and on the other hand, he couldn't bear such pain for an old man.

After Professor Guo stood up, he looked at Zhang Jun in surprise, and said, "Xiao Zhang, your technique is really effective. I have visited many hospitals for this disease, and the doctors all said that the spine is too dangerous, and conservative treatment is recommended. I I also tried acupuncture and massage from experts, but the effect is far worse than yours."

Zhang Jun smiled "hehe": "I only know a little bit of superficiality, but my master is very powerful. I will invite him to show you some other day. There is a good chance that you can get rid of your illness."

Both father and daughter looked happy, and Guo Lan even exclaimed, "Really?"

Zhang Jun nodded with a smile.

Professor Guo laughed loudly and said to Guo Lan: "Lan Lan, the Buddha said that what is good is rewarded with good, and it is true. You went out to help Xiao Zhang, and in the end, your father and I had hope of being cured of my illness. .”

Guo Lan's face was full of joy, "hee hee" said with a smile: "It's the father who taught the daughter well, and the credit is still the father's."

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