Chapter 122 Open Course
The news of the open class caused a sensation throughout the entire military region.
The story of Gu Baobao's verbal battle with the scholars in the auditorium has already become legendary.
When people heard that Expert Xiao Gu was going to officially start a course to teach life-saving techniques, the number of people signing up almost broke down the door of the political department.
Ultimately, there was no other option but to limit the number of participants.
Each battalion will select two medics, and doctors under the age of thirty from the hospital can volunteer. The family compound... only ten slots were allocated, to be decided by lottery.
Over at the family compound, some families are happy while others are sad.
The families who had previously caused trouble with Zhao Jinfeng were naturally too ashamed to go.
Other families, on the other hand, all hoped to be selected in the lottery.
In the courtyard, Gu Dongguo, leaning on his crutches (his "legs" had healed enough to abandon his wheelchair and use crutches), was playing with a half-grown mongrel that Zhang Xiaobing had somehow acquired.
Upon seeing Gu Baobao and Lu Zhanming return, he immediately asked:
"Baby, can I go to class tomorrow?"
Gu Baobao is funny:
"Brother, you're seriously injured, so stay home and rest. I'll teach you the lessons when I get back."
Gu Dongguo curled his lip and glared at Lu Zhanming:
"And what about this kid?"
Lu Zhanming remained unfazed:
"I'm in charge of security."
Gu Dongguo: "..."
Well, it's a legitimate job.
The next morning, the auditorium was once again packed to capacity.
The atmosphere this time was completely different from the last time.
There was no questioning, no scrutiny, only boundless curiosity, anticipation, and reverence.
Gu Baobao was dressed in a military uniform, her hair tied in a neat ponytail.
But the colonel's epaulettes on her shoulders added a touch of heroism and authority to her overall appearance.
She didn't talk about any profound theories.
Starting with airway obstruction, the lesson explains in the simplest terms why suffocation occurs, and then uses a simple inflatable balloon prop to demonstrate the principle of lung pressure.
Next, she invited a tall soldier to be the patient and personally demonstrated the standard Heimlich maneuver.
"Remember, the hand gestures are like this... The point of impact is here... The direction of force is upward and inward... One, two, three! Until the foreign object is expelled!"
Her movements were clean and efficient, and her explanations were clear and powerful.
Below the stage, everyone held their breath, silently memorizing her explanation.
After demonstrating the adult version, she invited a young military wife with a child to demonstrate first aid techniques for infants and toddlers.
"The technique needs to be gentler on young children, but the principle is the same..."
The only sounds in the entire auditorium were her clear, melodious voice and the occasional clatter of props.
During the two-hour class, no one was distracted or spoke.
The rustling sound of notebooks filled the air.
Finally, Gu Baobao wrote a few lines of large characters on the blackboard:
"The golden four minutes. Everyone should learn first aid, and first aid is for everyone."
She turned around, facing the audience, her gaze clear and firm:
"What I'm teaching today isn't some very advanced technique. But in a critical moment, it might snatch a life from the jaws of death. It could be your comrade, your family, or even a stranger."
"I hope that everyone here today can become a seed, taking these two technologies back and teaching them to more people."
May our troops, our military region, and all those around us, in the event of an accident, not only be left helplessly waiting, but also able to extend a helping hand to save lives.
silence.
Then, thunderous applause erupted and lasted for a long time.
Many soldiers had tears in their eyes.
They are the ones who understand best how fragile life is.
On the battlefield, how many comrades have sacrificed their lives because they did not receive timely first aid?
What Expert Gu taught was real, practical life-saving skills!
Even after the course ended, the crowd lingered for a long time.
Gu Baobao was surrounded by enthusiastic learners who asked her all sorts of detailed questions.
She patiently answered all of them.
Lu Zhanming stood a little distance away, his gaze always fixed on her. Watching her being needed and respected, her eyes shining, his heart softened and he felt incredibly proud.
His girl should stand in the light like this.
However, in this enthusiastic and uplifting atmosphere, no one noticed that in the corner of the last row of the auditorium, a figure dressed in an ordinary military uniform with the brim of his hat pulled low quietly got up and left through the side door.
He walked out of the auditorium, not returning to the barracks, but instead turning towards the row of old bungalows used as temporary warehouses on the edge of the camp.
After looking around, he slipped into one of the rooms.
The warehouse was filled with miscellaneous items and was dimly lit.
The man walked to the innermost corner, moved a few broken wooden crates, and revealed a loose brick on the back wall.
He pried open the brick and pulled out a small, tubular metal object wrapped in oiled paper.
It was a miniature camera.
He quickly hid the camera in his pocket, restored the bricks to their original state, and pushed the wooden box back.
Then, he pulled down his hat brim, strode away from the warehouse, and headed towards the shantytown outside the camp where fishermen and military families lived together.
The area is populated by a diverse and mobile population, making it an ideal cover.
His task was simple:
Take photos of Gu Baobao's public lecture, especially clear photos of her demonstrating first aid techniques.
Those outside the country need more detailed information to assess the true skill level and behavioral patterns of this brilliant doctor, in order to prepare for potential contact or accidents with Country F.
The man walked through the narrow alley and came to a dilapidated shed with a sign that read "Shoe Repair and Tire Repair".
The knocking rhythm is three long knocks followed by two short knocks.
The door opened a crack, revealing a cloudy eye.
The man handed the camera in and whispered:
"The complete record of Lingzhi's lecture. Viper instructed that it be sent out as soon as possible."
A withered hand reached out from inside the door, took the camera, and quickly withdrew.
The door closed.
The man turned around and, like any ordinary passerby, blended into the noisy crowd in the shantytown.
Everything happened silently.
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