Tan Jun's expression turned serious, and he looked at the three people with concern.
Xu Jiahan was the same. Upon hearing this, he no longer cared about respecting his teacher and grabbed Professor Lu's hand and pulled him towards Jian Yuelan, "Teacher, please let my sister do it. My sister's father is a very famous traditional Chinese medicine doctor."
Professor Lu, “…”
Professor Lu looked helpless. "Let go, can't I let her watch? You're already a married woman, why are you still so unstable?"
"As long as you're fine, it's okay if I'm not steady."
Xu Jiahan smiled, and the old man couldn't do anything to her. He could only sit on the chair and said to Jian Yuelan, "Little comrade, thank you for your help."
“No trouble!”
Jian Yuelan stepped forward, placed her hand on his shoulder and squeezed it.
“Ouch—”
Professor Lu cried out in pain, his face distorted.
Professor Zhang shuddered. "Why does it seem to hurt?"
"Your muscles are stiff. Let's massage them to relax them first. Once the pain subsides, I'll teach you how to do the follow-up treatment."
Jian Yuelan explained while helping the old man relax his muscles.
The force was controlled, but the old man still gasped in pain.
Tan Jun's hair stood on end when he heard this. He couldn't bear to watch any more and left the room, telling Xiao Wang to get some food.
About twenty minutes later, Xiao Wang and two young soldiers came with food.
As soon as the food was served, Professor Chi, who was waiting for Jian Yuelan's massage, looked dissatisfied and said, "This is not the food in the cafeteria."
"It's from the cafeteria, but it's a small kitchen."
Tan Jun said confidently, "I paid for this out of my own pocket. Do you still have any questions?"
"It cost quite a bit."
When Professor Chi heard that it was a special lesson he paid for out of his own pocket, a smile appeared on his face.
Tan Jun hummed a sad sound, "Yes, I have no money left to buy cigarettes and alcohol this month."
"Then we must have a good meal."
As soon as these words were spoken, the three old men burst into laughter and told Jian Yuelan to stop first and deal with the rest after dinner.
There was no reason for Jian Yuelan not to respond.
Then, a group of people used Tan Jun's desk as a dining table and started eating.
Halfway through the meal, the old man asked Huang Yang, "Yangyang, what is your dream for the future?"
Huang Yang raised his head from his rice bowl and said in a loud voice, "Build an airplane."
"Build our own airplanes, lots and lots of them, and equip them for the navy, the army, and the air force."
The young boy, free from restraint, spoke of his dreams with such high spirits that he seemed to be glowing.
"Good boy, you have ambition."
Mr. Zhang praised him happily and asked him tentatively, "If, I mean, if the price of realizing your dream is to leave your family, would you be willing?"
Jian Yuelan felt relieved and knew that Huang Yang's future was almost certain.
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