Tang Ming and Wen Guoer changed trains three times and arrived at the train station, where they got their tickets smoothly.
Tang Ming sent her to the car, put her things in place, and told her to be careful on the road before getting off the train.
"Brother, I'll leave the family to you. Please write to me if there is anything." The train rumbled to start, and Wen Guoer said goodbye to him out the window.
Her journey began, she sat on a slow green train and started a new journey.
This train takes about 36 hours to reach Kyoto. By the time it arrives at the station, it will be the early morning of the next day.
She put Xiaobai and valuables in the bag into the space, sat on the berth and looked around the carriage.
There are six berths in the carriage, but only three of them are occupied. Tang Zhan bought her a ticket for the lower berth.
Across from her, on the lower bunk, was a woman in her 40s, neatly dressed. Above her was a young man, probably in his twenties, flipping through a book covered in a book cover.
Lu Jun looked at her and gave her a sunny smile.
He didn't expect to meet such a beautiful girl when he returned home. How could he continue reading any books? At this moment, he was in Cao's camp but his heart was with Han:
"I wonder how old she is? From what she said, the person who sent her was her eldest brother. I guess she's single, right? What should I say to get to know her?"
"Girl, where are you going?" asked the aunt opposite.
Lu Jun, who was sleeping on the upper bunk, gave the aunt a thumbs up in his heart. The aunt was so awesome.
"Kyoto."
Wen Guoer only replied with a place name and didn't want to talk about her privacy. Her previous life recorded that there were often human traffickers on the trains of this era, and their methods were very sophisticated. The safety awareness instilled in her since childhood made her alert at all times. She pretended to take out a book from her backpack and flipped through it casually.
The aunt saw that she didn't want to communicate, so she lay on the bed to rest.
"Why is there no follow-up to this?"
Lu Jun wanted to learn more information from the aunt, but he didn't expect the conversation to end.
The train rattled forward, and Wen Guoer looked out the window, unable to help but think of the sentence:
The journey is slow, the letters are far away, and a lifetime is only enough to love one person.
She suddenly began to enjoy the slow pace of this era.
Because of slowness, people have more time to spend with each other, and because of slowness, they can experience life better.
Just like the days when she lived in the small mountain village, she could see with her own eyes that the food slowly changed in taste and color, bringing joy in the mouth; she could also see that the fabric was changed from whole to pieces and then pieced together, emitting brilliance in every move.
"Doctor, is there a doctor on the train?" The conductor's voice came from far away.
"Yes, I'm a doctor!" The auntie opposite responded, quickly sat up and ran out of the car.
"Are you a doctor? Come with me! There's a two-year-old with a high fever who has passed out."
The conductor briefly explained the aunt's condition and ran forward with her.
Wen Guoer listened to the conversation between the two and knew that the high fever and fainting situation was quite critical, and she just hoped that the aunt could handle it.
Unexpectedly, after only five or six minutes, the aunt came back with a very ugly and angry look on her face.
Following behind her was an old lady in her sixties, who was cursing and swearing at her, almost pointing her finger at the aunt's face.
"Everyone, come and see this unscrupulous doctor who watched someone die without saving them. He's not worthy of being a human being!"
The old lady became even more excited when she saw that everyone was looking at her.
"My poor grandson, how could he meet such a heartless doctor? How can I, an old woman, live like this?"
Wen Guoer witnessed the real "Sabo Dagun" for the first time.
The aunt's eyes were red with anger, but she didn't know how to refute.
The aisle was crowded with people pointing and talking at the aunt.
"Auntie, your grandson is sick. Why don't you go find someone to treat him? What's the point of making a fuss here?" Lu Jun, who was on the upper bunk, couldn't stand it anymore. He was so annoyed by the noise.
"What can I do? She is the only doctor on the entire train. If she doesn't treat me, wouldn't that be a crime of life?" The old lady felt more and more that she was right, and her voice became louder.
"It's not that I can't treat it, it's that I don't have anything to treat it. Besides, I've already taught you how to reduce his fever!" The auntie felt really wronged. She had done her best.
"What's the use of those methods? We've tried them all, but the child still fainted. If anything happens, I'll definitely go to your hospital and complain to you."
"Didn't they say there's no cure? What's the point of dwelling on it? You might as well go take care of your grandson." Lu Jun really didn't understand the old lady's train of thought.
"There's nothing to cure it, so why is she showing off? She's the one who delayed my grandson's illness, and she's the one who said it can't be cured. It's so unfair!"
Someone nearby said, "If you don't have the skills, why are you taking on such a job? You're going to hurt others!"
The aunt couldn't hold it in any longer and started crying on the berth.
"Auntie, do you want to save your grandson?"
Wen Guoer disagreed with the old lady's approach. It is a doctor's duty to save lives, but it is not the duty to save the child. Besides, now is not the time to pursue responsibility, as the child is still waiting for treatment, so she asked.
"Of course I do. It's my life." The old lady answered without hesitation.
"Did you ask this lady what she needed to save him?"
"She said something about needing medicine and silver needles! If there were medicine, wouldn't they have given it to the child long ago?"
The old lady sounded helpless.
Wen Guoer turned around and took out a pack of silver needles from her backpack. She patted the crying auntie, handed her the needles, and asked:
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