Chapter 2: First Volume Chapter 2 Dangerous Professor Makes Me Dizzy (2)

First Volume Chapter 2 Dangerous Professor Makes Me Dizzy (2)

Jiang Jiang was no exception, "If you ask Professor Huo, his classes are still hard to get into; usually not many people come to school."

Jiang Zhi asked again: "How can I see him?"

Jiang Jiang found it increasingly off-putting, raising an eyebrow at her: "No way, sis, you couldn't have a crush on our Professor Huo, could you?"

That tone, that look.

It was just like Jiang Zhi, a toad eyeing the swan meat that is Professor Huo.

Jiang Zhi: "."

"No, I just heard from my fans that he's really good, so I asked."

Jiang Jiang answered half-believing, half-doubting: "Professor Huo seems to have been at school lately; there's a medical event recently that he's hosting, and as an outsider you wouldn't be able to see him."

Jiang Zhi didn't ask any further.

After a while, Jiang Jiang had class and left early, leaving Jiang Zhi to wander around aimlessly by herself.

As Professor Huo stepped out of the teaching building after class, he spotted a familiar figure in the distance.

As he walked closer, he saw a girl wrapped up like a panda, head down, her arms swaying back and forth, looking extremely bored.

Professor Huo pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and walked over.

As the girl came toward him, he said:

"Careful."

Jiang Zhi snapped back to reality, almost falling forward, but luckily a "good Samaritan" steadied her in time.

She lifted her head to look at the "good Samaritan," her dark pupils tightening.

The man before her wore a black suit, tall and slender like bamboo, his features extremely handsome; the gold-rimmed glasses across his nose added a touch of ascetic refinement. His thin, dark red lips looked kissable, and he exuded a faint, special fresh fragrance.

And then, above his head, four large characters appeared.

【Villain Huo Yin】

Before, when he'd posed as a delivery boy bringing her takeout, there had been nothing on his head; this time was different. It must be something she hadn't noticed.

Jiang Zhi stiffened for a few seconds, then quickly came to, nodded and said thanks: "Thank you."

The girl's wrist skin was as smooth as silk, her face blooming like a peach blossom, a pair of lovely almond eyes rippling like water, drawing attention.

Professor Huo gave a slight smile and replied: "It's fine."

Having said that, he was about to leave.

Jiang Zhi intertwined her fingers and asked tentatively: "Do you know how to get to the cafeteria?"

She had originally planned to use her brother's meal card to eat at the cafeteria before heading home.

Professor Huo said: "Turn left two hundred meters that way, then turn right."

Jiang Zhi, who had a terrible sense of direction, looked completely blank, nodding foolishly as if she understood.

Professor Huo's smoky-gray eyes narrowed slightly as he chuckled: "I'll take you there; I happen to need to go myself."

Jiang Zhi's eyes seemed to sparkle with stardust, the corner of her mouth lifting into a little dimple: "Thank you, you're really kind."

Professor Huo's fingertip subtly rubbed the edge of the page, the corner of his eye behind the lenses twitching almost imperceptibly for a few seconds before returning to normal.

On the way to the cafeteria, the girl beside him chatted incessantly, yet it didn't feel annoying.

Her voice was especially clear and uniquely pleasant.

Professor Huo responded occasionally.

The two chatted quite pleasantly.

Until they arrived at the cafeteria, Jiang Zhi bowed in thanks: "Thank you, Professor Huo."

Her down jacket, which wrapped her round body, had just bent forward when she nearly pitched forward; luckily she braked with her heels in time, stabilizing herself and avoiding a fall.

Embarrassed, Jiang Zhi rubbed her nose sheepishly and whispered: "Sorry."

Professor Huo's brow twitched a bit, as if he wanted to laugh.

He found her quite interesting.

Jiang Zhi smelled the hot food in the cafeteria, and her stomach, which hadn't been very hungry, suddenly growled.

She glanced inside and then said outright: "Professor Huo, since you're already here, why not eat together? I'd like to treat you to a meal."

The phrase "since you're already here" is hard to refuse.

Professor Huo hesitated, then shook his head: "I still have some things to handle; next time."

"Next time?" Jiang Zhi's eyes lit up; she quickly pulled out her phone from her pocket, her lashes fluttering like butterfly wings, betraying a hint of nervousness.

"Then let's exchange contact info; next time I'll text you when I come, and if you're free, we'll eat here together."

Professor Huo blinked slightly, raised his hand to push his glasses, and subdued the excitement in his dark eyes.

After the man left,

Jiang Zhi's smile faded, she casually shoved her phone back into her pocket, then turned and entered the cafeteria.

After eating a meal from her brother's cafeteria, Jiang Zhi declared she never wanted to eat takeout again.

But when she got home,

she streamed until midnight.

She opened the delivery app again and ordered takeout.

777: Women's words are deceitful ghosts.

After ending the stream, Jiang Zhi first went to the bathroom to shower, relieving the day's fatigue.

The wait for the delivery was boring.

She couldn't help but open the news and start reading.

According to the news report: at 8:32 a. m. on December 6, 2021, a criminal case in which one person was killed occurred in Linze District, A City; the victim, Wang Mou, was brutally murdered and his body dumped in an abandoned building, which the police confirmed as a serial murder case.

The comments under the news were all afraid.

Most are residents of City A, hearts filled with panic, terrified that the next victim will be themselves.

No.

The next victim is her.

Jiang Zhi shivered while browsing, then realized she had forgotten to turn on the heater, and hurriedly got up to turn it on.

The doorbell rang.

Listening closely, it was especially regular, all occurring within five seconds.

Looks like the delivery guy is the villain again.

Jiang Zhi put down her phone, walked to the entrance and opened the door, took the delivery from outside, and upon seeing a familiar figure, exclaimed:

"Is it you delivering my food again?"

Huo Yin, wearing a helmet, obviously didn't expect her to recognize him; he paused a moment, then said, "Yeah, I've been delivering around this area."

Jiang Zhi smiled and said, "Oh, thanks! Be careful on the road."

Huo Yin grunted, turned, and walked toward the elevator.

Jiang Zhi withdrew her gaze and closed the door.

At that moment, the young man outside the door suddenly lurched forward and then collapsed with a thud on the ground.

Jiang Zhi quickly put the delivery on the entryway shelf, then stepped forward and helped him inside.

The youth looked thin and frail; when his full weight leaned on her, she almost couldn't bear it.

Jiang Zhi took a deep breath, and with great effort managed to drag the youth onto the sofa and lay him down.

Upon touching his skin, she immediately sensed something was off.

It was too hot.

Like a furnace.

Jiang Zhi picked up her phone to call 120, but the youth on the sofa suddenly grabbed her wrist with astonishing strength.

"Don't." His voice, hoarse from illness, yet carried a deadly sensuality.

"I just have a fever."

His face was completely covered by the helmet, unclear; from outside only a blurry pair of eyes could be seen, indistinct.

Jiang Zhi's home had no fever medicine; she felt a bit anxious, thought for a moment, then said, "I'll go to the pharmacy outside to get you some; wait for me."