Chapter 89 Gu Baobao's First Training Course on Battlefield First Aid and Common Trauma Treatment
Meanwhile, in the military region headquarters, inside the secure communications room.
Commander Feng had just finished an encrypted call with a ministry in the capital, and his fatigue couldn't hide his excitement.
He took the hot water handed to him by the confidential staff, took a big gulp, and said to Zhang Yunxiang sitting next to him:
"The higher-ups take this very seriously! They instructed us that, without violating principles, we should try our best to meet Comrade Gu Baobao's reasonable requests."
The idea of exchanging traditional Chinese medicine for foreign exchange was particularly interesting to the CEOs, who believed it could be a new approach!
Let us organize a more rigorous, expanded clinical trial as soon as possible, produce a complete report, and at the same time... assess the controllability.
Zhang Yunxiang was deeply moved and nodded repeatedly.
"Understood! I'll immediately urge the hospital to take action—no, I'll personally oversee it!"
Commander Feng nodded, pondered for a moment, and tapped his fingers on the table:
"In addition, regarding Comrade Gu Baobao's personal security and family issues... please draft a detailed plan."
We must ensure safety, but we also cannot make ourselves special or attract unnecessary attention.
She should be especially careful, as her public profile has attracted a lot of envy.
Internal ideological work and potential external risks must both be taken into account.
"yes!"
Zhang Yunxiang felt a heavy responsibility on his shoulders.
"besides,"
Commander Feng recalled Gu Baobao's words about family protection during the day, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
"Check if there's been any unusual activity in her hometown lately. For someone as talented as her, her family must be a stable support system."
...
A few days later, on a sunny morning, Gu Baobao's first training course on battlefield first aid and common trauma treatment took place.
The lecture officially began in the largest conference room of the island's military hospital.
The audience was packed.
Not only were there key medics selected from various units of the military region, but also many doctors and nurses from the hospital.
Even some government officials who came after hearing the news had Zhang Yunxiang and Zhou Mingren sitting in the back row.
Everyone eagerly awaited to see firsthand the legendary young healer's teaching style.
Today, Gu Baobao wore a top that she had modified herself from light gray fine cotton fabric to fit better, paired with matching trousers, and her hair was neatly braided and pinned up at the back of her head.
Without any unnecessary decorations, it appears clean, neat, professional, and refreshing.
She stood on the podium, with a makeshift blackboard behind her, on which were clearly drawn simplified diagrams of human anatomy and emergency procedures.
Her gaze swept across the audience, calm and composed, without the slightest hint of stage fright.
"Comrades, good afternoon. Today, we won't discuss profound theories, but rather the practical experiences we can have on the battlefield, by the fields, and at home."
In case of an accidental injury, how can we use whatever we have around us to buy time and save our lives before the doctor arrives?
Her voice, clear and steady, carried through the loudspeaker throughout the venue, possessing a comforting quality.
She started by explaining the simplest method of stopping bleeding with acupressure, accompanied by drawings on the blackboard, and even invited a sanitation worker to the stage as a model to demonstrate.
The presentation was simple yet vivid and engaging. The audience, initially observing with curiosity, gradually became completely absorbed, with many taking out notebooks and quickly taking notes.
When discussing the emergency treatment of open abdominal injuries, Gu Baobao took out a sample of the regular hemostatic powder she had brought.
"This is a modified traditional Chinese medicine hemostatic powder that we are currently testing,"
She poured the medicine powder onto the gauze to demonstrate.
"Its advantages are that it stops bleeding quickly, has a certain antibacterial effect, and the materials are relatively easy to obtain."
Next, I will use this powder to demonstrate how to perform initial wound cleaning and bandaging in an environment where medical resources are scarce…
The course went very smoothly.
Gu Baobao's solid theoretical foundation, rich practical experience from her past life and the system, and clear and easy-to-understand explanations impressed everyone present.
Even some of the senior military doctors who were initially somewhat unconvinced had to nod in agreement.
During the break, Gu Baobao was surrounded by enthusiastic learners asking her questions.
She patiently answered each question, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.
Lu Zhanming sat at the back of the hall. His injury had healed to the point where he could remove the bandages and move around freely, but he still wore long sleeves so as not to appear out of place.
His gaze remained fixed on the composed and confident figure on the stage. Watching her shine and being needed filled him with tenderness and immense pride.
His baby should be standing in the center of the spotlight.
Gu Dongguo also arrived, sitting in a wheelchair, continuing his pretense. Watching his sister's effortless demeanor, he grinned from ear to ear, even happier than if he had accomplished something himself.
However, while the atmosphere in the hall was lively and everyone was immersed in acquiring knowledge, no one noticed that...
In the corner of the last row of the conference room, a stranger wearing a hat with the brim pulled low quietly got up and left the room.
The man walked out of the hospital building, went around to a quiet spot, looked around, and then quickly walked toward a slightly worn bicycle parked by the roadside.
He got on his bike, but instead of heading towards the barracks or the family quarters, he turned onto the road leading to the only small post office on the island.
The wind blew up a few strands of hair under his hat brim, revealing an ordinary, even somewhat simple, face.
But as his eyes swept over the hospital building, a cold, calculating glint flashed across them, completely out of character for his face.
In his pocket was a newly written, unsigned letter.
The letter was short, but every word was crucial. The mailing address was... a special mailbox number in the provincial capital.
The wheels rolled over the gravel road, making a rustling sound, like a venomous snake slithering through the grass.
The bright sunshine on the island seemed unable to dispel the shadows that had quietly grown and begun to meander and seep in.
Gu Baobao's class was very successful, and her concepts of hemostatic powder and first aid are being sown like seeds.
Commander Feng's report was proceeding at a rapid pace, and a promising blueprint seemed to be unfolding.
But that eye that was secretly watching and beginning to act, that anonymous letter that was about to be sent...
Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, though small, it may stir up unpredictable ripples in the future.
At the end of the lecture, Gu Baobao bowed slightly amidst applause.
She smiled as she tidied up the lesson plans on the podium, but for some reason, her heart skipped a beat.
【Defu,】
She asked herself softly in her heart,
Was something wrong just now?
The system's electronic voice remained silent for two seconds before resuming, carrying a rare hint of solemnity:
[Host, just three minutes ago, a concealed energy fluctuation for taking pictures was detected at the back of the venue.]
Though extremely faint and fleeting... it truly exists. The target is the hemostatic powder sample in your hand, and... yourself.
Gu Baobao paused slightly as she packed her things.
Photograph?
In 1965, when even cameras were extremely rare?
At an internal training session at a military hospital?
She looked up in the direction Defu had indicated, where only empty seats remained.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the dust particles dancing in the air.
Everything seemed peaceful and warm.
But Gu Baobao knew that some winds had already begun to blow.
The road she walked was never a smooth one.
The real test may have only just begun.
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