Unable to endure the hardships of rural life, she returned home to arrange a marriage with a militar

The field hospital was also very close to the family compound, and it took Shu Yun about fifteen minutes to get there.

Shu Yun didn't know which department Sun Chaomei, who had visited her home before, belonged to, so she could only ask the nurse at the lobby service desk.

"Excuse me, Dr. Sun Chaomei, is Dr. Sun here today?"

The nurse looked up at Shu Yun and said, "Yes, I'm here."

She glanced at the wall clock. "But Dr. Sun should still be making her rounds in the wards right now. Is there anything you need her for? If you need to see a doctor, just go to the registration window and queue up to register."

Just as Shu Yun was about to explain, Sun Chaomei, dressed in a white coat, walked out of the hospital building. "Comrade Shu Yun, what brings you here?"

The nurse's eyes lit up when she heard this. "So you're Shu Yun! You saved a little boy who was choking on a foreign object and couldn't breathe a while ago? You're really amazing! A lot of people in our hospital are praising you."

Shu Yun felt embarrassed by her bright eyes. "I am Shu Yun, but I just happen to know this first aid technique. I'm not that good. If you want to talk about being good, you are the doctors and nurses who save lives. Thank you for your hard work."

The young nurse puffed out her chest, feeling very proud and honored. "I am a Party member, and I don't feel it's hard at all to be able to contribute to the cause of communism."

Sun Chaomei interjected with a smile, "Hello everyone, Comrade Shu Yun, please don't be modest. Yesterday, our hospital received a child whose airway was blocked by a foreign object. The child's face was turning blue, but we successfully saved the child's life by using the first aid method you taught."

At this point, Sun Chaomei sighed, "Nowadays, resources are scarce, especially in rural areas where many children and the elderly are still hungry. This causes them to wolf down their food, making it easier for foreign objects to get stuck and block their airways."

After saying that, Sun Chaomei realized she had talked too much, so she adjusted her mood and asked Shu Yun with a smile, "Did you come to see me?"

Shu Yun nodded. "Yes, I have some questions I'd like to ask Dr. Sun. I wonder if you have time?"

Sun Chaomei checked the time. "Yes, it's not time for the afternoon consultation yet. Come on, let's go to my office to talk."

Upon arriving at the office, Shu Yun took out the carefully wrapped sketches from her bag. "These are my illustrations of first aid techniques. I'd like you to take a look and see if they are accurate."

Since it involves medicine and needs to be published widely, having a professional doctor review it would put Shu Yun at ease.

Sun Chaomei took the manuscript paper. "I discussed your method with several directors when I got back to the institute that day. There were no problems with it, and it's very efficient. It's a practice worth promoting, and we were just thinking of asking you about it."

She carefully examined the details of the pictures on the drawing and exclaimed with delight, "Comrade Shuyun, you drew very well. It's very straightforward and clear. I've looked at it and there are no problems."

"This is a good idea. Using pictures instead of text is more vivid and intuitive, and it will also greatly increase public acceptance when it comes to promotion."

Sun Chaomei held the manuscript paper and looked at Shu Yun expectantly, "Can our hospital use this manuscript paper? Don't worry, we'll pay you. It can be used as a publicity piece; it's a good topic."

Shu Yun looked apologetic. "I'm sorry, Dr. Sun, I'm preparing to publish this, so I can't use it in the hospital. But after I submit the manuscript, I can draw another version. Would you like it?"

Sun Chaomei was delighted, "Of course I want to."

She excitedly grasped Shu Yun's hand, saying, "Thank you so much for supporting our medical work."

She continued, "We are planning to organize a small training conference in the hospital soon, and I would like to invite you to explain the first aid methods for choking on foreign objects."

Upon hearing this, Shu Yun's first reaction was to refuse, "How can that be? I'm not a professional doctor. It's more appropriate for you professionals to do it."

Sun Chaomei wanted to continue talking to Shui Shuyun, saying, "Why not? Shuyun, you're practically a celebrity in our hospital now. Everyone knows about your story. If you were to speak, it would definitely be more convincing and more appealing to everyone."

Shu Yun wanted to refuse, but Sun Chaomei's words were so persuasive and full of praise that Shu Yun was confused and unconsciously agreed.

Sun Chaomei took a sip of tea and comforted her, "Don't worry too much. The training session hasn't been scheduled yet. I'll let you know when it is. You can contact me anytime if you have any questions."

Shu Yun hadn't expected that her trip to the hospital would result in her getting another job, and she shook her head helplessly.

She unlocked her bicycle, and luckily, although the sky remained overcast, it never rained, and Shu Yun rode all the way home.

Now that the artwork was complete, Shu Yun began to consider which publishing house to submit it to.

The customs and traditions of the 1970s were completely different from modern society. Shu Yun was worried that her work would not be well-received. She was prepared for her manuscript to be rejected, but she also had to have lofty aspirations.

Shu Yun flipped through the recent newspapers and the comic books she had bought, and finally decided to submit her work to the largest and most famous People's Fine Arts Publishing House first.

If her manuscript is rejected, she will submit it to Shanghai People's Publishing House, and if that doesn't work, she will try Haicheng People's Publishing House. She will keep submitting it down the hierarchy until someone appreciates it!

Shu Yun bound the sketches into a book, wrapped it in paper, and just in case, she also found a sturdy urea bag at home to wrap it around the outside.

However, to send a package, one had to go to the post office in the city. The muddy mountain road was difficult to travel, and it was necessary to wait for the weather to clear up. But the more she hoped for the weather to clear up, the more it rained. Shu Yun was getting anxious. Not seeing the sun affected her mood, and she felt depressed and bored, lying idly on the sofa.

Fortunately, there was good news. As soon as Gu Jun returned, he told Shu Yun that her grandfather's health had almost recovered and that he had returned to the farm from the hospital yesterday. He also wrote a letter to Shu Yun, but he should still be on his way.

During the phone call between Gu Jun and Director Yang, Shen Yuanshan also used Director Yang's words to tell Gu Jun to treat his granddaughter Shu Yun well.

Gu Jun wasn't sure if Shen Yuanshan was on the phone, but he still made a serious promise that Shu Yun was his wife and that he would cherish and love her no matter what happened.

Sometimes good news comes one after another, and after the gloom that hangs over us dissipates, the sky is clear again.

When Shu Yun woke up in the morning, a ray of sunlight slanted in from the window and gently shone on her face. The first thing she thought when she opened her eyes was that she could go and send a package!

Shu Yun finished washing up, and just then Gu Jun finished his morning training and came back from the cafeteria with his lunchbox.

Seeing him carrying bowls, chopsticks, and plates, Shu Yun couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's in the cafeteria today? Quite a big entourage?"

Gu Jun placed a plate in front of her, "This was specially made for you."

He took out two fried dough sticks and an egg from his lunchbox and arranged them on a plate in a perfect 100-point shape. "You're going to mail your manuscript today, right? Eat up. I wish you a successful start and all the best."

Shu Yun found it amusing, "It's not like it's an exam, and you're asking for a perfect score."

Besides, if you really want to wish me a successful start, you'd have to wear a cheongsam.

Even so, Shu Yun obediently ate the 100-point meal, which included eggs and fried dough sticks. She was quite full and choked a little.