Director Hou thought for a moment and said, "No problem, submit the list and I'll coordinate it."
An Moxue thought for a moment, wrote down ten names, and handed them to Director Hou. After reading them, he smiled and teased, "You think of the Xiong Shi Group when you have something to gain. As far as I know, isn't Comrade Wu currently undergoing further studies? We agreed beforehand that he's available, but we can't use his personal connections to cover public expenses."
An Moxue retorted, unconvinced, "Director, aren't you underestimating yourself?"
Director Hou asked in surprise, "Huh? How did this involve me?"
An Moxue said seriously, "Think about it! I'm under your wise leadership. You're so dedicated, how could I be any worse? As the saying goes, a strong general has no weak soldiers!"
Upon hearing her words, Director Hou barely managed to hold back his spitting out a mouthful of water, but he almost choked on it. How was he supposed to respond to that? Should he admit his incompetence, or should he boast about his competence? This little fox had managed to set him up!
An Moxue pretended not to notice his embarrassed expression and asked, "Chief, when will we take action?"
Director Hou paused for a moment, glared at her, thought for a moment, and said, "It will take at least two days. I need enough time to release the information!"
An Moxue pretended not to see it and said, "Okay, Director, I'll go to the information team first to check the latest news, and then I'll go back."
Director Hou waved his hand, "Hurry up and leave! Otherwise you might get hurt."
Two days later, An Moxue led five soldiers, plus a person impersonating Yang Yuning, on her way back to Yang Yuning's hometown. Five soldiers, led by Wu Sicheng, were also lurking around with her.
Along the way, An Moxue did not feel any obvious being followed. She thought that if it were her, she would also choose to make her move on the train or after getting off the train and arriving at Yang Yuning's hometown.
They boarded the train smoothly because Yang Yuning is a special talent; even when he was going home to pay respects to his ancestors, he was traveling in a soft sleeper carriage.
The carriage was nearly empty and quiet. After boarding, everyone quietly went about their own business, and even strangers rarely spoke to each other.
A soft sleeper car has four berths. For safety reasons, the group of five, including Wu Sicheng, were divided into three soft sleeper cars. An Moxue and Yang Yuning stayed in the middle car, which was surrounded by soldiers on both sides.
There are already few people in sleeper berths, and even fewer in soft sleeper berths. The main reason is that soft sleeper berths are expensive. Some ordinary people can't even afford a hard sleeper berth when traveling, let alone a soft sleeper berth. Those who buy soft sleeper berths are usually on business trips and are reimbursed by the government, so they are usually high-ranking officials and there is no phenomenon of people moving around randomly.
During the day, everything was as usual, until night fell and dinner time passed.
Suddenly, an anxious cry for help came from a carriage not far from An Moxue and the others: "Help! Help! Is anyone here? Someone has had a heart attack! Does anyone know how to treat them?"
An Moxue turned to a soldier who was ostensibly following her and said, "Go and take a look." The others then obediently stayed where they were.
He received An Moxue's instructions, nodded, ran a few steps quickly, reached the carriage, and shouted, "I'm a soldier, I know some basic first aid, let me try."
The woman who had been shouting seemed to have grasped at a straw, and said gratefully, "Thank you so much, please hurry!"
The soldier went over and saw a man around fifty years old with a bluish-purple face and difficulty breathing, clearly showing signs of illness. While performing CPR, he said, "Go find the train conductor and ask him to see if there are any medical personnel on the train. Also, do you have any emergency medication with you? Take some."
The woman hurriedly shook her head and said, "There's no medicine. I'll go find the flight attendant." With that, she ran off in a panic.
An Moxue sat on a small stool in the aisle watching all this, while Wu Sicheng stood by the bed, both of them paying attention to how things were developing.
An Mo looked at Wu Sicheng, and Wu Sicheng looked at her. Then they smiled knowingly at each other. Everyone knew about their relationship and was quite familiar with An Mo Xue. So, when they got along, they knew what to do without saying anything. It was both effortless and convenient.
The two of them just watched as the people An Moxue sent out carried out the rescue, and the other passengers in the carriage were also watching with bated breath, so they didn't feel out of place.
Soon, a flight attendant came over, followed by the woman who had been calling for help.
The flight attendant glanced at the patient and then said to the soldier, "Comrade, there are no emergency medications on board. I have already notified our purser, who will make an announcement to find the patient. He will come over once he finds him. Please give him first aid."
The woman anxiously looked around, glancing at the sick man and then at the aisle of the carriage.
The man showed no improvement, and the woman grew increasingly anxious. She pleaded with the flight attendant, "Comrade, please, please help me think of a solution. No one is coming. Our director is in grave danger. How am I going to explain this to the people at the factory and his family?" As she spoke, large tears streamed down her face.
After a while, the soldier said, "There are no medicines, no doctors, and there's been no improvement. It's very dangerous."
The woman became even more anxious, and the man's lips turned bluish-purple.
Just then, the flight attendant jogged over, bringing three people with her, all of whom were foreigners. Only one of them spoke broken Lanzhou dialect: "Get out of the way, a doctor is here!"
Hearing the noise, the paramedics moved aside and stood in the aisle. They then saw the man called the doctor take out a pill, put it in the sick man's mouth, and begin CPR.
A short while later, the man began to breathe, and his complexion improved. He slowly opened his eyes, and the doctor stopped what he was doing and excitedly spoke in a foreign language that few people in the carriage could understand. The gist of his message was that the patient had been saved, which was wonderful!
The woman kept bowing in gratitude. As the group was about to leave, she stopped them and made a request, "My dear foreign friends, could you please go all the way and transfer to this carriage? I'm really afraid something else might happen. Please!" After she finished speaking, she bowed deeply again.
The translator, who knew a little about the Lancang language, and several others agreed. Seeing this situation, the chief flight attendant, fearing that the man's illness might relapse, also agreed to their request.
Seeing that the patient was unharmed, the rescue soldiers returned to their posts.
And so, the three foreigners naturally ended up staying in the carriage. The woman, having recovered her senses, took out candy and snacks from her bag and distributed them to everyone in the carriage who had been part of the rescue effort.
When the woman came over with half a bag, she said to the soldier with a respectful and grateful expression, "Comrade, thank you for your hard work. Here, have some candy. You can take it home to your family if you don't want it. I just want to express my gratitude, please accept it."
The soldier was about to refuse when he received a look from An Moxue and said firmly, "No need to thank me." Then he accepted the candy.
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