Chapter 5

"Y... you..."

Only now did Jiang Miaoyu realize that the boy's compliment of "You're really beautiful" was not meant to flatter her, but to make her momentarily stunned. In that moment of shock, the muscles in her body were completely relaxed.

The boy in front of her had taken advantage of that very moment.

She really didn't know how to evaluate the boy's behavior.

Trying to move her arm, Jiang Miaoyu was surprised to find that it had indeed improved; the discomfort in her arm had largely disappeared.

"There should still be some pain, due to the ligament strain. There's no way to make it recover quickly; just avoid overusing your left arm for a week."

Fang Qiu instructed her like an old doctor would a patient.

"Okay, thank you!"

Jiang Miaoyu moved her arm while sincerely expressing her gratitude.

"You're welcome."

Fang Qiu smiled and said.

At this moment, Jiang Miaoyu's phone vibrated.

"Sorry, I need to take a call."

Jiang Miaoyu picked up her phone, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Fang Qiu gestured for her to go ahead and continued to study the bone-setting theory.

At this point, the surrounding boys were almost fuming with anger.

Their goddess had been defiled!

A man had grabbed her arm, and even held her hand!

Although it was only for a few seconds, it was absolutely intolerable!

What was even more unbearable was that the goddess had actually smiled at that guy!

Why?

Why!!!

The hearts of all the boys in the library were almost broken.

At this moment, Jiang Miaoyu put down her phone and said apologetically, "I have to go. My roommate forgot her key, and I need to go back to open the door for her."

"You're free to go."

Fang Qiu gestured with his hand.

Jiang Miaoyu nodded and said, "Thank you again."

"You're welcome."

Fang Qiu replied.

Jiang Miaoyu smiled slightly, packed up her needles and books, and hurriedly left.

She thought Fang Qiu would call her to ask for her phone number, but he didn't.

Fang Qiu ignored the jealous glares from the surrounding boys, closed his eyes, and picked up the book page, placing his left hand on it with full concentration.

But the moment he placed it, Fang Qiu's eyes suddenly opened wide.

His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief!

Gone!

All the marks on the page were gone!

Fang Qiu quickly examined the page several times, finally confirming it.

Gone, completely gone.

Now, the page in his hand was a blank sheet of paper, completely meaningless.

He really didn't know who could achieve this; it was like a one-time use item!

Fang Qiu felt a bit of admiration for the great master who could create such a remarkable page, wishing he could meet the person in person.

Could it be the middle-aged man at the door?

He suddenly thought.

If it really was him, he must know the content on the page!

After a moment of thought, he decided to test it out.

Fang Qiu immediately put the now useless page back into the ancient book, returned it to its place, and took a few modern orthopedic books to the borrowing counter at the door.

He took modern books because he wanted to compare and understand the differences between modern and ancient orthopedics, learning from the best of both.

Seeing the books Fang Qiu brought, the middle-aged man couldn't help but show a hint of disappointment and asked, "Didn't you find that 'Essentials of Traumatology'?"

"I found it, but after flipping through it, there was nothing strange. I put it back after reading it."

Fang Qiu replied, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally fixed on the middle-aged man.

"Is there something strange about that book?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, as if talking to himself, "It seems you can't solve it either."

Hearing this, Fang Qiu's heart and mind were shaken, his eyes brightening, and he calmly asked, "What can't be solved?"

"Nothing."

The middle-aged man replied indifferently.

He quickly finished the borrowing process, pushed the books and the library card forward, and ignored Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu, however, smiled slightly.

It seems you don't know the secret inside!

You can't be that great master either!

I wonder who that person is?

And who are you?

Putting the ancient book in his backpack, Fang Qiu picked up the library card, said thanks, and walked out the door.

Watching Fang Qiu's back, the middle-aged man sighed in disappointment.

A senior had once told him that the book contained a great secret, but he had been here for ten years and hadn't found any secret.

Today, he saw a remarkable young man, so he let him try.

Unfortunately, there was still no discovery.

It seems the senior's words were off!

The middle-aged man couldn't help but think, but he wasn't very concerned about the great secret. To him, secrets about orthopedics were just some secret formulas and ointments, and not knowing them wasn't a big deal.

Let the secret fade with time!

He didn't know that Fang Qiu had already obtained the great secret and had even used it, on the new campus beauty.

Fang Qiu returned to the dormitory with his backpack, and the three roommates immediately surrounded him.

"Little Four, teach us!" Old Three, Sun Hao, said directly.

"Teach us!"

Old One, Zhu Benzheng, and Old Four, Zhou Xiaotian, said in unison.

"Teach what?"

Fang Qiu put down his backpack and asked in confusion.

"Flirting, oh no, the method of playing the hand flute, teach us!"

Sun Hao pleaded with a look of longing, as if he wanted to learn it immediately to show off.

"This? It's simple."

Fang Qiu pulled over a chair, sat down, and began to teach.

The three were stunned, clearly not expecting Fang Qiu to be so easy to talk to.

Then they eagerly pulled over chairs to learn.

Half an hour later, the three were lying on their beds, looking as if life had no meaning, while Fang Qiu had already gone to the cafeteria for dinner.

"Guys, it's a bit difficult!" Zhou Xiaotian said, looking at the white ceiling with a weak voice.

"Not just a bit, it's incredibly difficult!"

Sun Hao said weakly.

After blowing for half an hour, they hadn't learned anything, and their heads were oxygen-deprived, with stars in their eyes.

"Didn't Little Four say that persistence is key? He took several years to reach this level," Zhu Benzheng said.

"We'll be graduated in a few years! What girls will we get then! It seems we'll only live in Little Four's shadow, especially since this guy is already showing signs of being a top student, reading non-stop!"

"Ah!"

The three sighed in unison and continued to lie on their beds like corpses.

After dinner, everyone went to the evening study session together.

Today, the beautiful senior class teacher, Liu Feifei, said she would hold a class meeting.

When the class meeting started, the senior class teacher, Liu Feifei, praised Fang Qiu heavily.

Only then did everyone realize that the justice hero who had caused a sensation on the campus forum in the afternoon was Fang Qiu!

The classroom immediately erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Other classes were very puzzled, wondering what was going on in Class Three, making so much noise.

Zhu Benzheng, Sun Hao, and Zhou Xiaotian's faces turned even darker, and they exchanged glances, then smiled bitterly.

The shadow of Little Four is quite large!

After the class meeting, everyone returned to their dormitories to wash up and sleep.

At 3 a.m.

Fang Qiu sat up in bed, silently dressed, and opened the dormitory door, then jumped down from the fifth floor.

He landed silently.

Then he turned into a black shadow, quickly heading towards the Medicine King Mountain in the school.

3 a.m. every day was when he started his training.

From a traditional Chinese medicine perspective, if the 24 hours correspond to the 24 solar terms, then 3 a.m. corresponds to the Start of Spring, the time when all things begin to grow. Practicing martial arts at this time, in sync with the energy of heaven and earth, is undoubtedly the best.

The campus of Jiangjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine was large, with lush vegetation and greenery.

"Medicine King Mountain" was a man-made hill next to the central lake, filled with various Chinese herbs.

Unfortunately, due to climate and other reasons, these herbs were only superficial.

Stepping into Medicine King Mountain, Fang Qiu heard "Hey" and "Ha" sounds, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Could there be someone else here besides him?

His figure flashed, and Fang Qiu arrived at the source of the sound, surprised to see a shirtless man practicing boxing, then he smiled slightly.

Chen Cong.

The other person the beautiful senior class teacher mentioned as representing their class in the performance, martial arts!

Fang Qiu stood under a tree, quietly watching Chen Cong practice.

His punches were powerful and fierce, giving a sense of sharpness and brutality.

His explosive power was extremely strong.

But Fang Qiu shook his head, watched for a while, and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a loud shout.

"Who?!"

Chen Cong immediately stopped his punches, looking alertly in Fang Qiu's direction.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, whether from practicing or from nervousness.

He hadn't noticed someone watching him, which was a major oversight.

Fang Qiu smiled slightly, stepping out from the shadows. He had deliberately revealed a hint of his figure; if Chen Cong hadn't noticed, he would have been disappointed.

"Is it Fang Qiu?"

Recognizing the face, Chen Cong's brows furrowed slightly.

"It's me, good morning."

Fang Qiu said.

"What are you doing here?" Chen Cong took out a towel to wipe the sweat off his body, his expression clearly relaxing.

"Just passing by."

Fang Qiu answered simply.

"Passing by?"

Chen Cong stopped his movements, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, "Passing by at