Chapter 20

"Very well done, this student!" However, before the chubby girl could finish her sentence, Professor Feng had already stopped her, his eyes fixed intently on Xia Yunjie's hands.

Xia Yunjie glanced up at Professor Feng, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he continued to pat the girl's back unhurriedly.

After a few pats, the girl let out a loud "ah" and vomited a large amount of water, her eyes opening as well.

Seeing this, Xia Yunjie laid her flat on the ground and then grabbed the legs of another girl, using the same method. However, this girl was wearing a skirt, causing Xia Yunjie to frown slightly.

Professor Feng, being experienced and observant, saw this and a look of appreciation flashed in his eyes. He stepped forward and said, "This student, it's fine. I'll help you hold down her skirt."

Xia Yunjie nodded at Professor Feng and lifted the girl by her legs. Professor Feng helped by pressing her skirt down with his legs to prevent it from slipping.

Even so, when Xia Yunjie lifted the girl, he could still see under her skirt from his angle. Although he was saving her, his heart couldn't help but race a bit. He quickly averted his gaze and began patting her back seriously.

Seeing Xia Yunjie start to pat, Professor Feng's eyes became bright again, focusing intently on his hands.

After a few pats, the girl wearing the skirt also vomited a large amount of water and opened her eyes.

When Xia Yunjie laid her flat on the ground, the first girl who had recovered consciousness had already stood up.

Seeing that the drowning victims were finally out of danger, the onlookers all breathed a sigh of relief. Then, someone started clapping, and soon the applause and cheers filled the air. The few students who had been rescued also approached Xia Yunjie with gratitude to thank him.

Xia Yunjie, who was relatively introverted and shy, felt very awkward with so many people paying attention to him, especially the wet girls coming to thank him. Their light summer T-shirts and skirts clung to their bodies, revealing their bras and underwear clearly. This made Xia Yunjie, a novice, feel extremely embarrassed and overwhelmed. He hurriedly waved his hands and walked away without looking back.

"Hey, don't go! What's your name? Which college are you from? How can we contact you?" The girls, naturally, were not willing to let Xia Yunjie leave without a word after saving their lives, and they all chased after him, calling out.

The onlookers, seeing the wet girls chasing Xia Yunjie for his name and contact information, were envious. How they wished they had such skills! If they did, being chased by a group of girls would be so beautiful, so happy, and so cool!

"You should all go back and change your clothes first!" Xia Yunjie, seeing the girls chasing him with their wet clothes clinging to their bodies, which made them look like they were wearing bikinis, quickly stopped them and kindly reminded them.

Xia Yunjie's words made the girls realize they were exposing themselves. They all gasped and, without further ado, covered their chests and ran back to the girls' dormitory, even pulling the girl who had just stood up from the ground. As for the contact information of their savior, they were not worried about getting it.

Jiangzhou University was not a large place, and it was quite easy to find a male student. However, in their haste, they did not consider the possibility that Xia Yunjie might not be a student at Jiangzhou University. In that case, finding him in Jiangzhou City would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

There were not many people on campus during the summer, so the number of people who gathered by the lake during the short time from the drowning to the rescue was not large. When the drowning girls all hurriedly left, the onlookers also dispersed. The boy who had failed to save the girls and was rescued instead probably felt embarrassed and had already quietly left when Xia Yunjie saved the last two girls.

Seeing the girls all turn and run away, Xia Yunjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked a few steps. However, Professor Feng caught up with him and called out, "That student, wait, wait."

Xia Yunjie had intended to ignore him, but since he was an elder, he did not want to be impolite and stopped, turning to look at Professor Feng, who was catching up. "Professor Feng, is there something you need?"

Xia Yunjie had heard the students call the old man Professor Feng clearly, even while saving the girls.

"This student, you're quite impressive. You acted bravely without leaving your name. Which college are you from?" Professor Feng, assuming Xia Yunjie was a student at Jiangzhou University, walked up quickly and asked with a smile.

"Professor Feng, I'm not a student at Jiangzhou University," Xia Yunjie said with a somewhat awkward smile.

"Oh, you're not from Jiangzhou University? Then how do you know me?" Professor Feng asked in surprise.

"I heard them all call you that," Xia Yunjie replied.

"Ha ha, I must be getting old. Since you're not from our school, you can't stay wet like this. The water in Xiguang Lake may look beautiful, but it's not clean. Come, come to my place and take a shower, and change into some clean clothes," Professor Feng said, grabbing Xia Yunjie's arm and leading him to a villa area not far from the lake.

Only school leaders or truly accomplished professors could be allocated such villas on campus. Professor Feng, being both a leader and an academic leader in Traditional Chinese Medicine, naturally had one.

"Thank you, Professor Feng, but it's not necessary. My home is not far from here," Xia Yunjie hurriedly declined.

"Nonsense! We can't let a hero shed blood and tears. You saved six students from our school. As a teacher, can I let you leave wet? Besides, I have some questions for you," Professor Feng said, his face turning serious for a moment before he smiled kindly.

Xia Yunjie didn't really mind being wet, but when Professor Feng mentioned having questions for him, he was intrigued. He remembered how Professor Feng had stared at his hands while he was performing CPR on the girls. Thinking about this, Xia Yunjie stopped declining and gave Professor Feng a shy nod. "Then I'll trouble you, Professor Feng."

"Not at all! Not at all!" Professor Feng was clearly pleased and waved his hands with a smile.

Professor Feng's independent villa was an old red brick house, built by Jiangzhou University years ago. The villa had a yard where various vegetables, fruits, and some traditional Chinese herbs were grown.

Led by Professor Feng, Xia Yunjie walked through the yard toward the house. As they approached the red brick house, Xia Yunjie's gaze paused on a yellowed and old talisman pasted on the lintel.

The talisman, though old and the characters on it somewhat blurred, still emitted a faint but powerful aura that could repel evil spirits and wandering ghosts. The characters on the talisman were from the Wuxian Sect and written with a unique technique.

It was unusual for a university professor to have a talisman on his door. Many people who visited Professor Feng's house for the first time were surprised and puzzled by it. Professor Feng, not knowing that Xia Yunjie was the current leader of the Wuxian Sect, saw him staring at the talisman and explained with a smile, "Matters of gods and ghosts exist if you believe in them, and do not if you don't. I just want peace of mind. I apologize for making you laugh, Xia."

"That's true. Matters of gods and ghosts are intangible. Those who believe in them think they are everywhere, while those who don't consider them nonsense," Xia Yunjie replied with a smile.

Professor Feng looked at Xia Yunjie with some surprise and asked with a smile, "So, Xia, do you believe in them or not?"

"Professor Feng, you mentioned you had something to ask me. What is it?" Xia Yunjie deflected the question.

Professor Feng thought Xia Yunjie was a young man who believed in ghosts and spirits but was too embarrassed to admit it. He was also curious about the precise acupressure points Xia Yunjie had used during the rescue. "I noticed that the acupressure points you used were very precise. There are few young people with such skills. Who taught you this technique?"

The acupressure points Xia Yunjie had used during the rescue were very obscure, and two of them were not even recorded in traditional Chinese medical texts. They were passed down by the Wuxian Sect. Seeing Professor Feng ask this and recalling the talisman on the lintel, Xia Yunjie had a good idea of Professor Feng's identity. He deflected the question again, "Do you know Feng Gaofeng?"

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