Lin Xue continued the introductions. "Jiaojiao, this is Zhao Yuan, from our university's Department of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine. Like you, he's a genius. Not long ago, he proposed a new punctuation and translation for a piece from the `Medical Ancient Texts`. It ended up startling a whole group of experts and professors in our university's `Medical Ancient Texts` program!"
"Hello." Chen Jiao extended her hand and shook Zhao Yuan's before saying, "So you're the one who saved my Xuexue? The one she's planning to offer herself to in gratitude?"
"Huh?"
Chen Jiao's sudden question left Zhao Yuan dumbfounded. For a moment, he had no idea how to respond.
Lin Xue's face turned bright red. She lunged forward to cover Chen Jiao's mouth and protested, "Jiaojiao, what nonsense are you talking about? Zhao Yuan, please don't listen to her."
