Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Su Wanqing quickly declined, "I can't accept this, it's too much trouble for you..."

The train conductor said sincerely, "Dr. Su, please don't be so polite. With you on the train, we'll be more prepared in case of any emergencies. This is convenient for you and also for our work. Is that settled then?"

Buying an extra ticket would solve the sleeper berth problem for three people, which was the maximum convenience the train conductor could provide within his authority. He also had a sharp eye; seeing that Su Wanqing and her group were well-dressed and that the food she brought last time was quite expensive, they definitely didn't seem like people who were short of money.

Su Wanqing stopped being coy and readily agreed:

"Thank you so much! We'll get a sleeper ticket. If you need anything on the train, just let me know, and I'll do my best."

Chen Xiuer quickly said, "We'll pay for the supplementary ticket—"

Su Wanqing gently stopped her: "Xiuer, we'll pay for this. You and your daughter will have many expenses in the future. It's a long journey to Xinjiang, so it's good to have some money on you. You can treat us to a meal when you're better off later."

Chen Xiuer couldn't refuse, and in the end Su Wanqing bought the sleeper ticket.

On the train, the atmosphere was completely different from when they arrived, calm and relaxed. The sleeper berth they got was on the upper bunk. Su Wanqing and Aunt Wang took the lower bunk with their daughter, while Chen Xiuer gave up the upper bunk. Zhou Yanshen and Uncle Ding went to the sleeping car arranged by the train conductor to rest. Although the environment was simple, at least they could lie down.

The two cultural cadres in the middle bunk of the same compartment were on a business trip to Xinjiang. They spoke kindly, behaved politely, and were quiet at night.

The train roared into the night. After settling in, Zhou Yanshen, as usual, brought hot water for Su Wanqing to soak her feet, carefully dried them, gave her a few more instructions, and then went to the sleeping vehicle. After drawing the curtain of her compartment, Su Wanqing slipped into the space, happily drank some chilled watermelon juice, ate some fruit and snacks, and then fell asleep contentedly.

Grandma Wang felt a mouse scurrying around her, but then a fragrant aroma wafted over, and everything became eerily quiet. She dared not say anything, assuming she was just imagining things, and quickly fell asleep while holding her little girl.

A peaceful night.

The next day marked the start of a three-day "culinary journey." Aunt Wang thought the hearty dishes she had packed from the state-run restaurant were plentiful enough, but little did she know that it was just the beginning.

Breakfast consisted of soy milk, sliced ​​braised beef, salt-baked eggs, refreshing cold seaweed salad, sesame seed cakes bought from the black market, pickled cucumbers, and pickled cowpeas—a whole table full of food.

Looking at the dazzling array of food before her, Aunt Wang exclaimed, "Goodness, we can eat like this so early in the morning? I've never seen such a complete selection of good things even during the New Year!"

Chen Xiuer smiled as she placed a piece of beef on her mother's plate: "Mom, we've never lacked for food or drink while following Dr. Su. Now that she's pregnant, she needs to eat even better. When we came, we had a different meal every single day."

Aunt Wang took a bite of the sesame flatbread soaked in soy milk, and with some braised beef and pickled vegetables, she squinted her eyes contentedly: "Ah, I'm enjoying this blessing too..." She felt that the decades of hardship she had endured were all dispelled by the hearty aroma of the meat.

Lunch consisted of boxes of braised pork, braised pork head, roast chicken, large meat buns, spicy dried radish, and pickled garlic. Zhou Yanshen also went to the dining car and got two vegetables: stir-fried cabbage and stir-fried bean sprouts.

Dinner consisted of two large boxes full of fried fish chunks, braised eggplant, and braised beef. Zhou Yanshen went to the train station to get some minced meat and tofu stew and stir-fried cabbage with vinegar. The main dish was still a large meat bun.

Grandma Wang ate with great relish, her stomach full, and even her heart felt warm and bright. All the troubles—her beastly son, the unrest at home—seemed to be washed away by the continuous stream of delicious food. She began to genuinely look forward to her new life in Xinjiang.

The journey went exceptionally smoothly, and before we knew it, it was the afternoon of the third day, and the train was about to reach its destination. As everyone was packing their luggage to get off the train, suddenly hurried footsteps and shouts came from the connecting area between the carriages.

A train attendant rushed over, sweating profusely. "Dr. Su, quick, come with me! A passenger over there has suddenly fallen ill, can't breathe, and his face has turned purple! There's a doctor on board, but he can't do anything!"

Su Wanqing immediately stood up: "Yanshen, grab the first aid kit and come with me!" Zhou Yanshen reacted quickly, picked up the kit, and followed closely behind.

The illness occurred in the sleeper car, not far away. The two arrived in less than a minute. They found a group of people gathered around the lower berth, extremely anxious.

"What should we do? I heard this is a leader from higher up, here to inspect agricultural projects. He seemed like a very refined person, how could he suddenly turn into this?"

"Yes, he's the head of the inspection team. If something goes wrong, it could be disastrous!"

"It seems like there was a medic in their group, but he was also very anxious and couldn't figure out what was wrong."

The accompanying medical worker was sweating profusely with anxiety. "Blood pressure...blood pressure is a bit low, heart rate is fast, but other vital signs...don't seem like a typical heart attack, nor a stroke...what kind of emergency is this?!"

At this moment, Su Wanqing had already squeezed through the crowd and quickly glanced at the patient's condition: a middle-aged man, cyanotic, his hands involuntarily scratching his neck, his expression one of extreme pain. She approached him while rapidly asking questions:

"I'm a doctor. What was the patient doing before the onset of symptoms? What other symptoms did they have? Is there any similar medical history?"

The medic grasped at a straw, "Commander Feng was fine just now, he was just looking out the window for a while, and suddenly he said he had chest tightness, dizziness, and numbness in his hands and feet, and then this happened! He has no history of heart disease, and we just ruled out a heart attack! But he has high blood pressure."

Su Wanqing knew what was going on as soon as she heard it: hyperventilation syndrome (respiratory alkalosis)! It was most likely triggered by emotional stress or fatigue.

Zhou Yanshen immediately brought over the first-aid kit, but Su Wanqing said directly, "I don't need a first-aid kit." She looked around and saw a slightly worn thick kraft paper bag that passengers used to carry miscellaneous items, and grabbed it.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, she put the opening of the brown paper bag over the patient's head!

"My God! What's going on?"

"This...this can cure illness? Don't suffocate people!"

"Nonsense! Stop it!" A young member of the inspection team rushed forward to pull Su Wanqing away.

Although Zhou Yanshen was also shocked, out of absolute trust in his wife, he stepped aside to shield Su Wanqing and said in a deep voice, "Calm down! The doctor is treating her, please do not interfere!"

The train conductor arrived promptly and loudly explained, "Don't panic, everyone! This Dr. Su is a miracle worker! Last time, a passenger suddenly fell seriously ill and almost didn't survive; she was the one who saved him! Please trust the doctor!"

Perhaps it was the train conductor's authority, or perhaps it was Zhou Yanshen's calm and composed demeanor, but despite their doubts and worries, everyone managed to suppress their anxieties.