vstars Chapter 284 A Day Trip to Kyoto
Chapter 284 A Day Trip to Kyoto
On the morning of the third day of the Lunar New Year, Yuan Bao got up earlier than on the second day.
She opened her eyes while it was still pitch black outside the window.
The radiators in the courtyard house made a soft hissing sound. Yuan Bao got up quietly, afraid of waking his cousin Pingping who shared the room.
As I pushed open the door, the aroma of breakfast filled the courtyard.
Auntie was busy in the kitchen when she saw Yuan Bao come out and exclaimed in surprise, "Bao'er, why are you up so early? It's only 5:30!"
"I can't sleep, Auntie," Yuan Bao said with a smile, leaning closer. "Aren't we going to the Great Wall today? Let me make you breakfast."
Auntie tapped Yuan Bao's nose with her flour-covered hands: "You don't need to help. Just fill the kettle. Your mother said it's windy on the Great Wall, so we need to bring extra hot water."
At 6:30, the whole family got up one after another.
Today's itinerary is the Badaling Great Wall. The minibus will depart promptly at 7:00 AM.
Yuan Bao put on his thickest down jacket and even brought an extra scarf for Xiao Shan.
"Sister Bao, is the Great Wall really ten thousand li long?" Xiao Shan asked, his mouth full of steamed buns, while eating breakfast.
Yuan Bao smiled and wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth: "Yes, the Great Wall stretches from Shanhaiguan in the east to Jiayuguan in the west, like a giant dragon traversing northern China."
Grandpa put down his chopsticks and added solemnly, "The Great Wall is the crystallization of the blood, sweat, and wisdom of the ancient working people. When we get there, you must all approach it with reverence."
The whole family nodded in agreement.
Yuan Bao noticed that her grandfather was wearing a newly bought dark blue tracksuit today, which made him look ten years younger.
At 7:00 AM sharp, the minibus drove out of the alley.
Along the highways on the outskirts of Beijing, the snow had not yet completely melted, shimmering in the morning light.
The car was well-heated, and Xiaoshan and Pingping quickly fell asleep by the window.
Yuan Bao kept staring out the window, watching the cityscape gradually transform into open fields and rolling hills.
Look! The Great Wall!
Someone shouted, and everyone on the bus perked up.
On the distant mountain ridge, a gray-white "dragon" snaked and coiled, appearing particularly magnificent in the winter sun. Yuan Bao's heart raced; this was the first time she had ever seen the Great Wall in person.
"We're going to the Badaling section," the tour guide introduced, holding a microphone. "This is the best-preserved and most representative section of the Ming Great Wall, at an altitude of 1015 meters..."
The car was parked in the parking lot, and the whole family followed the tour guide toward the entrance.
The cold wind howled, and Yuan Bao wrapped his scarf even tighter.
Despite it being winter, there were still many tourists, and conversations in various languages could be heard everywhere.
"Come on, let's take a picture together!" Just like yesterday, Mr. Yuan took out his camera.
This time they chose a spot with a panoramic view of the Great Wall. Yuan Bao stood next to his grandfather, with the continuous Great Wall and beacon towers behind them.
After taking photos, the tour guide told everyone, "The Great Wall is quite steep. Elderly people and children should proceed according to their abilities and not push themselves. We'll meet here at noon."
Yuan Bao noticed that although his grandfather was nearly seventy years old, he climbed the steps with a straight back and steady steps, not losing out to any young people.
Xiaoshan and Pingping, like two little monkeys, hopped and skipped upwards, only to be stopped by their uncle several times.
"Walk slowly, don't rush." Yuan Bao supported her grandmother's arm and climbed up steadily step by step.
The brick steps have been worn smooth and shiny by countless tourists, and some places are covered with a thin layer of ice, requiring extra caution.
As they climbed to the third beacon tower, a commotion suddenly arose ahead.
Someone has fainted!
"Call an ambulance immediately!"
"Who knows first aid?"
Yuan Bao's heart tightened, and she let go of her grandmother's hand: "I'll go take a look!" She ran forward in three steps.
At the corner of the beacon tower, a middle-aged man in his forties lay on the ground, his face pale and his lips purple.
He was surrounded by several panicked family members, and a woman who appeared to be his wife was crying and asking for help from those around her.
"Make way, I'm a medical student!" Yuan Bao squeezed through the crowd and squatted down.
"Young lady, can you save my husband? He suddenly..." The middle-aged woman grabbed Yuan Bao's hand, her voice trembling.
Yuan Bao nodded and quickly checked the patient's condition.
She first checked the carotid artery, finding the pulse weak and erratic; then she gently pried open the patient's eyelids to observe the pupils.
Then, she grasped the patient's wrist, placed three fingers on the Cun-Guan-Chi acupoint, closed her eyes, and concentrated.
Holding their breath to observe the patient's internal organs, they discovered that there was a particularly narrow spot in the person's heart blood vessels.
The pulse is wiry, tight, and hesitant, sometimes absent and sometimes absent... This is a typical sign of blood stasis in the heart vessels.
"It's an angina attack." Yuan Bao opened his eyes, his voice steady and strong. "Uncle has a particularly narrowed blood vessel in his heart. Climbing the Great Wall was too tiring, and the blood couldn't flow properly, resulting in insufficient blood supply to the heart."
She took out a pouch of silver needles from her backpack (actually from her spatial storage) and quickly unfolded it. "I need to administer acupuncture to him, please make some space."
The patient's family members quickly stepped back.
Yuan Bao took a deep breath, gently twisted the silver needle with his fingers, and accurately located the three acupoints: Neiguan, Tanzhong, and Xinshu, quickly inserting them using a special technique.
"Three acupuncture needles to strengthen the heart..." she murmured the incantation, "The first needle unblocks the meridians, the second invigorates blood circulation, the third calms the mind..."
In Yuan Bao's hands, the silver needles seemed to come alive. With her precise lifting, inserting, and twisting, the patient's breathing gradually stabilized, and his complexion began to regain its color.
"It's working!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.
Yuan Bao remained focused, continuing to observe the patient's condition. She then took out a small porcelain bottle from her "backpack," poured out a brown pill that emitted a faint medicinal fragrance—an intermediate-level recovery potion.
"Quickly, let the uncle take this." Yuan Bao handed the pill to the patient's wife.
The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment, but after seeing her husband's complexion gradually improve, she still put the pill into his mouth.
The pills melt in the mouth, requiring almost no swallowing.
A miraculous thing happened—in less than a minute, the patient's eyes slowly opened, his breathing became even and strong, and he was even able to sit up by supporting himself on his arms!
"What...what's wrong with me?" The patient looked around in confusion.
"Old Lin! You scared me to death!" His wife hugged him tightly, tears welling up in her eyes. "Thanks to this young girl for saving you!"
The middle-aged man, referred to as "Old Lin," looked at Yuan Bao, his eyes filled with surprise and gratitude: "Young lady, you are...?"
"My name is Yuan Bao, and I've studied some traditional Chinese medicine," Yuan Bao said modestly, carefully removing the silver needles. "Uncle, you just had a sudden onset of angina. Although the symptoms have subsided now, I suggest you go to the hospital for a thorough examination after you come down the mountain, as your coronary arteries may be narrowed."
Old Lin stretched his body and was surprised to find that he not only felt no discomfort, but actually felt refreshed: "Strange, I feel even more energetic than before I climbed the mountain! Young lady, what medicine did you give me? It's working so well!"
Yuan Bao smiled slightly: "It's a family recipe, mainly used to promote blood circulation, remove blood stasis, replenish qi, and calm the mind." She didn't explain the true origin of the intermediate-level recovery potion in detail.
At this moment, Yuan Bao's family also arrived.
When my grandfather saw this, he immediately understood what had happened, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.
"Old comrade, is this your granddaughter?" Old Lin struggled to his feet and extended his hand to Yuan Bao's maternal grandfather. "You've taught her so well! To have such medical skills at such a young age is truly remarkable! Absolutely remarkable!"
Grandpa grasped Old Lin's hand and said modestly, "The child is just a little clever. How are you feeling? Do you need help getting down the mountain?"
"No need, no need, I feel great right now!" Old Lin patted his chest. "To my shame, I'm a doctor myself, and the vice president of a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, yet I was saved by this young girl."
This statement drew gasps of surprise from those around him.
Yuan Bao was also somewhat surprised, not expecting that the person he casually saved was actually a senior colleague.
"Dean Lin, you're too kind." Yuan Bao's face flushed slightly. "I only did what I should have done."
Dean Lin took a business card out of his pocket and handed it to Yuan Bao: "Young Yuan, you must come to our hospital for an exchange sometime. Your acupuncture techniques are very special, and your medication is very precise. We have a lot to learn from each other."
Yuan Bao accepted the business card with both hands and nodded earnestly.
After thanking Dean Lin repeatedly, his family helped him slowly walk down the mountain.
Tourists around Yuan Bao looked at him with admiration, and some even applauded.
"Bao Yatou, you're amazing!" Yuan's mother hugged her daughter excitedly.
Xiaoshan tilted his head back, his eyes sparkling: "Sister Bao, you were amazing! Didn't it hurt when those needles went in?"
"If you find the right acupoints, it won't hurt." Yuan Bao smiled and patted his head. "Let's go, let's keep climbing, watch out for the steps."
When they finally reached the highest beacon tower, Yuan Bao stood by the city wall, gazing at the distant, undulating mountains and the endless Great Wall, and a sense of indescribable pride welled up in his heart.
"He who has not climbed the Great Wall is no true man..." Her grandfather stood beside her and recited softly.
Yuan Bao turned to look at the wrinkled yet resolute face on the outside, and understood that for the older generation who had experienced the war years, the Great Wall was not just a tourist attraction, but also a symbol of spirit.
On the way down the mountain, Yuan Bao suddenly remembered: "Boss Chen said he'd treat our whole family to hot pot tonight, I'd completely forgotten about it!"
Yuan Bao smiled and told his family the news, which immediately caused a burst of cheers.
Xiaoshan jumped up and down, shouting, "Great! Today's trip to the Great Wall was so meaningful! Baojie saved someone, and we even got to eat mutton!"
As the sun sets, the Great Wall is bathed in golden light.
Yuan Bao glanced back at the giant dragon that stretched across the mountain ridge, his heart filled with warmth and satisfaction.