As everyone knows, the place where most of the beauties in a school visit is not the library, nor the classroom corridors, but the canteen.
Therefore, even though there were many students from well-off families, they still liked to eat in the cafeteria. Although the dining hall was not that good, with beauties as food, they would still enjoy it.
This was the first time Yan Yun had eaten in the canteen ever since he had arrived in Peking University. Hou Wenlei and Zhang Chi had already gone to get food.
He tilted his head and looked out the window at the endless stream of students. Out of the corner of his eyes, he was sizing up a beautiful girl diagonally opposite him.
Its spring plum blossoming snow, its quiet pine birth hollow valley, its colorful reflection pond, his heart of the dragon and snake, the moon shooting to the cold river!
For some reason, when Yan Yun saw the girl, he thought of this poem, as if this poem was made to describe the girl.
She was wearing a light green dress, with jet-black hair falling down from her shoulders. On her beautiful face, her tender skin could be broken by the wind, and her eyebrows were like a distant mountain.
The thing that attracted Yan Yun's attention the most was that the girl had a calmness similar to that of a bookworm.
"How is it? Are you interested?"
Hou Wenlei sat down beside Yan Yun with a plate, and said while looking at the beautiful girl.
nodded his head, he was indeed a little moved. Firstly, the temperament of this girl was something that he liked, and secondly, the beauty of the three women in the purple apartment were all outstanding. Yan Yun felt that if he looked for an ugly girl, even if he wanted to, he would definitely be laughed to death by the purple apartment's three women.
"Han Xiang, she's from the first class of the Chinese Department of Classics and Literature. We have two classes with her every week." Hou Wenlei said with a smile.
"Yan Yun, you can pursue me to help you replace your love letter, but …"
Fatty Zhang also walked over, and before he could finish, his gaze landed on the chicken leg on Yan Yun's plate.
"Damn fatty, I'll eat you to death sooner or later." Hou Wenlei looked at Zhang Chi and scolded him with a smile.
"You're still scolding me? Who asked you to be so stingy. It's fine if you treat me to a meal, but you only gave me three chicken legs. It's not even enough for me to eat a few mouthfuls." Zhang Chi looked at Hou Wenlei with resentment, while Yan Yun shuddered at his side.
"I'll give you everything. I want Han Xiang's information." Yan Yun laughed as he pushed the plate towards Zhang Chi.
"Did he take it seriously?" Hou Wenlei was startled. In his opinion, Yan Yun should be a person with a heavy mansion, but he did not expect it to be so direct.
"If you like it, then go. If you're unhappy, then do it. It's very simple."
Straight red. These unadorned words made Hou Wenlei laugh involuntarily, but he felt that it was reasonable. In the past, he was only patient with Cao Zhiyuan and Zhu Feng because he had too many misgivings, and that was why they had gradually gotten worse.
Suddenly, a series of whining sounds came from within the cafeteria. Many students clutched their stomachs as they collapsed to the ground.
Food poisoning?
A bolt from the blue sounded out in Yan Yun's mind, as though it was trying to verify his guess.
"F * ck, my stomach feels like it's being twisted by a knife. Wen Lei, I can't take it anymore. Brother, I might have to go first."
"Fuck you!" Just now, he was the same as Yan Yun, he had not even started to eat, so he was not poisoned. Seeing Zhang Chi clenching his teeth in pain, his forehead started to perspire, and his expression started to change.
Yan Yun's expression was also no longer calm, because the beautiful girl and her companion were clutching their stomachs, painfully lying on the long table.
"Food poisoning, 120, hurry up and call 120!" "Damn it." Hou Wenlei shouted. He took out his phone and called 120.
However, Yan Yun stopped him, and shook his head: "The longer I wait, the more dangerous it will be. Let them beat me up, go to the dining hall's supermarket and buy three washbasins, soap and a toothbrush."
"You know medicine?" Hou Wenlei said happily.
"Hurry up."
Time was of the essence, and Yan Yun didn't even have time to answer him.
"Good, good! "Damn fatty, you have to hold on. Don't really die." Hou Wenlei hurriedly pacified Zhang Chi as he ran out of the cafeteria.
At this time, Yan Yun couldn't care so much anymore, he reached out and lightly pressed on Zhang Chi's back a few times to stop the spread of the poison, then walked towards Han Xiang.
"You have, things... "Is that so?" Intense beads of sweat appeared on Han Xiang's forehead. Seeing Yan Yun running to his side, his cherry lips struggled to spit out a few words.
"Don't talk. Emotions can easily cause the poison to spread." Yan Yun's expression was serious, and without caring about the slightly angry look in Han Xiang's eyes, he reached out and lightly tapped her back a few times.
"Color..." "Wolf … ah!" Han Xiang's companion saw a stranger walk over and scold Han Xiang from her back, and scolded him with great difficulty.
In that moment of crisis, Yan Yun did not care about the girl's expression, but instead lightly pushed on Han Xiang's back with a serious expression.
After a while, Han Xiang's complexion was much better, the pain in her stomach also started to lessen.
"I-I feel a lot better. Classmate, are you from the Medical Department?" "Thank you." Han Xiang wiped the sweat off her forehead and said gratefully.
Seeing that Han Xiang was getting better, her companion immediately looked towards Yan Yun with anticipation.
Although she had just called him a pervert, Yan Yun did not bother about it. Instead, he began to push her on his back.
"Don't move. You're only temporarily restraining the spread of the poison." Seeing that the two girls were about to stand up, Yan Yun quickly stopped them.
At this moment, the dining hall was in a mess. Although there were 120 ambulances already, the ambulance could not arrive immediately. However, the contractor of the dining hall was calm in the face of danger and immediately organized the staff to prepare stomach products such as soapy water.
Not long after, Hou Wenlei hurried back with something in his hand.
"If you want soapy water, let Zhang Chi drink it." Yan Yun quickly said it again as he picked up his toothbrush and walked over to Han Xiang's side.
"What, what is this?" Han Xiang said somewhat fearfully.
"Don't say anything, I'll help you completely get rid of the poison. Otherwise, the poison won't be able to be suppressed any longer."
Although Yan Yun explained in this way, Han Xiang was still a little afraid. Clearly, she was not at ease with this unfamiliar man, but at this moment, she suddenly felt that her stomach had once again become noisy, and even had a faint feeling of dizziness.
With the matter at hand, her life was more important. Han Xiang did not care about the details, steeled her heart, and nodded as she accepted Yan Yun's treatment.
"Open your mouth, tongue, ah …" "Alright."
At the moment, Han Xiang had already listened to everything Yan Yun said, and Yan Yun did not stay any longer. He pushed on Han Xiang's back, and at the same time, placed the toothbrush into Han Xiang's mouth.
Suddenly, Han Xiang felt warmth from behind him, then, a big hand pressed down onto him. With the toothbrush in her mouth gently stirring, Han Xiang suddenly felt that his stomach was overturned, he could not hold it in any longer, and with a "Wa" sound, she started to vomit.
After throwing up, Han Xiang felt much more relaxed, she had vomited all over in front of an unfamiliar man, causing her image to be ruined. Han Xiang felt so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in, but she had to endure and say her thanks.
"My … My head is dizzy … Lust …" Student, you should save me too! " Han Xiang's companion looked at Yan Yun with a misty expression.
"Yan Yun, I can't do it either. Will it be so hard to get some soap and water from that dead Wen Lei? "Why, why hasn't he come back yet?" On the side, Zhang Chi looked dispirited, as he wailed while swaying.