Dashing Student

The scene was boiling, with cheers and shouts sweeping across the entire playground like waves.

The students of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department had faces full of excitement and elation, their eyes shining with pride.

They waved their books, lab coats, and even some held their insulated cups high, as if celebrating a grand victory.

The school's stance couldn't be clearer—no matter how big the issue, they would unwaveringly support Chen Nan.

This unwavering support finally brought relief to everyone's hearts.

Although the sight of Chen Nan beating Inobe Sanro until he vomited blood and fell to the ground was incredibly satisfying, the potential repercussions from Japan were unpredictable.

However, at this moment, the school's statement was undoubtedly a shot of confidence for everyone.

Sato Kenichi and the others had faces ashen and trembling lips, but they couldn't utter a single word.

Sweat beads formed densely on their foreheads, and their eyes were filled with panic and unwillingness.

They had never imagined that these usually gentle, buried-in-books students of Traditional Chinese Medicine could erupt with such a powerful force.

The confidence and pride emanating from their bones was like an invisible mountain, suffocating them.

Chen Nan stood in the center of the crowd, his gaze like a beacon, calmly scanning Sato Kenichi and the others.

His voice wasn't loud, but it struck their hearts like a heavy hammer, "Get lost, stop embarrassing yourselves here."

This sentence was like a sharp dagger, stabbing straight into Sato Kenichi and the others' dignity.

Their faces turned from blue to white, then from white to red, ultimately becoming as pale as paper.

No longer able to endure this humiliation, they awkwardly supported the unconscious Inobe Sanro and fled the playground in disgrace.

Their hurried backs looked particularly desolate, like a group of stray dogs, completely losing their previous arrogance.

On the playground, the cheers continued unabated, as if they could flip the sky.

Students high-fived, hugged, and some were even moved to tears.

At this moment, they were not only cheering for Chen Nan, but also for the glory of Chinese martial arts, for the national pride deeply ingrained in their blood.

The department head walked through the crowd to Chen Nan, his face wearing a satisfied smile.

He patted Chen Nan's shoulder firmly, his voice loud and powerful, "Well done!"

Chen Nan smiled slightly, his tone humble yet firm, "We can't lose face for our country!"

The department head nodded appreciatively, "Don't worry about this matter, even if the Japanese embassy protests, we will surely stand by you."

He paused, sweeping his gaze over the surrounding students, and said loudly, "Alright, everyone back to class!"

Actually, Chen Nan wasn't worried about Japan's retaliation.

Though he severely injured Inobe Sanro, he hadn't endangered his life.

Taking a step back, even if Japan sought revenge, with his strength, why would he fear them?

Just like that, the crowd scattered like they had finished a PE class, leaving the playground in twos and threes, heading back to their respective classrooms.

Along the way, everyone discussed the thrilling duel from earlier.

Undoubtedly, Chen Nan had thoroughly become famous this time!

Not only could he recite the "Inner Canon of Huangdi" backwards, but he also mastered Taoist skills, crushing the Japanese with thunderous might, showcasing national prowess!

This buzz wasn't limited to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department; it spread across the entire medical university, and even the dozen other universities in University City!

Although many people had not seen Chen Nan in person, his heroic deeds had become the hottest topic on campus.

"Have you heard? That Chen Nan from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department punched Japan's Inobe Sanro until he vomited blood!"

"It's not just vomiting blood, I heard he even vomited his internal organs!"

"So satisfying! These Japanese were so arrogant usually, finally someone fixed them!"

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Chen Nan didn't care whether his fame soared because of this incident.

His thoughts had already flown to another matter—the attitude of the old dean.

He genuinely hoped the old dean would recognize this event, as it might give him the opportunity to witness the legendary "Heavenly Return Medical Records."

That medical record contained the wisdom of countless past masters of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a treasure he dreamt of.

However, events unfolded far beyond his expectations.

Su Yue hurriedly found him, her expression grave as she narrated the latest developments.

Japan had already taken action, directly recalling several exchange students, and lodged a solemn protest through diplomatic channels.

They demanded that the Traditional Chinese Medicine University hand over Chen Nan to Japan, citing that he severely injured Inobe Sanro, which sparked strong discontent among Japan's upper echelons.

"Japan's stance is very firm, they even threatened further measures if you aren't handed over."

Su Yue's voice carried a tinge of worry, her brow furrowed, "The Inobe Family's influence in Japan is significant, this matter might not be easily resolved."

After hearing this, Chen Nan remained calm, but a flicker of coldness crossed his eyes.

He chuckled lightly, his tone full of disdain, "Hand me over to them?"

"What a joke."

"Inobe Sanro used a poisoned dagger first, I merely retaliated in self-defense."

"If they want to make a big deal out of it, let them come."

Su Yue saw Chen Nan's composed demeanor and felt slightly relieved.

She knew that Chen Nan was never one to be easily intimidated.

But she also understood that this matter was far more complex than it seemed, and even if China didn't hand Chen Nan over, the Inobe Family wouldn't let it go.

"Any news from the old dean?" Chen Nan asked with a hint of anticipation in his tone.

Su Yue shook her head, "No news yet."

"But the old dean is a righteous person, he won't compromise under Japan's pressure."

At that moment, Su Yue's phone abruptly rang.

She looked down at the caller ID, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, then she answered the call, briefly conversing before hanging up.

Turning back, a smile appeared on her face, her eyes filled with anticipation, "Chen Nan, the old dean called, he wants to see you!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Nan's heartbeat involuntarily quickened, and his breathing became rapid.

Although he didn't know why the old dean suddenly wanted to see him, he couldn't hide his excitement.

Su Yue noticed Chen Nan's nervousness and smiled, "Don't be nervous, the old dean is very kind!"

The two of them walked through the campus, arriving at a two-story Western-style cottage.

The cottage's exterior walls were covered with lush ivy, blending seamlessly with the surrounding nature.

The yard was filled with various green plants and flowers.

A faint fragrance of flowers permeated the air, giving a feeling of tranquility and vitality.

Since the door was ajar, Su Yue led Chen Nan directly inside.

Walking along a stone path, they reached the backyard.

Under a pavilion, an elderly woman dressed simply sat on a rattan chair, wearing reading glasses, knitting a sweater.

Her movements were skillful and gentle, her face bearing a kindly smile, looking like an ordinary neighborly grandmother, evoking a sense of intimacy.

Chen Nan couldn't help but frown, why did she seem so familiar?