diskusbooks Chapter 227 Something Big Has Happened
Chapter 227 Something Big Has Happened
In the game world, Yuan Bao returned to the early 1990s. At that time, the internet was far less convenient than it is now. In addition, the effects of the vision-restoring medicine would take some time to gain the approval of users before word of mouth spread.
Yuan Bao suddenly wanted to hear everyone's real reactions. Filled with anticipation, Yuan Bao strolled towards the bustling central street.
Along the street, old bicycles jingled and jingled as they passed by, an old man selling candy shouted his wares, and children laughed and played, chasing each other through the dust.
At the intersection of the main street, there is a very popular teahouse.
As Yuan Baogang approached, he heard a lively discussion coming from inside.
"Old Chen, you've finally arrived! Come on, tell us how your vision restoration medicine is doing!" A loud-voiced middle-aged man shouted.
The old man, called Old Chen, slowly sat down, took a sip of tea, and cleared his throat. "Let me tell you, the effect of this medicine is amazing! Before, the words in the newspaper were blurry, but now, hey, I can see the hairs on an ant's leg!"
The crowd burst into laughter, and someone asked with some skepticism, "Old Chen, you're not exaggerating, is it really that amazing?"
Old Chen got anxious and stood up, gesturing wildly: "When have I, Old Chen, ever lied to you! I've had glaucoma for years, and I've been to so many big hospitals without any help. But after using this medicine, hey, it's like I have a new pair of eyes!"
With a smile on his lips, Yuan Bao quietly entered the teahouse and sat down in a corner.
At that moment, the conversation between two young men at the next table caught her attention.
"Qiang, I heard that this vision recovery medicine is really hard to buy. Many people are trying to get it through connections."
"Yeah, I've heard about it too. A friend of mine works at a pharmacy and said this medicine is in high demand and short supply. But is this medicine really that miraculous? Or is it just a scam?" A-Qiang frowned, his face full of suspicion.
An elderly traditional Chinese medicine doctor with gray hair overheard this and couldn't help but chime in: "Young man, I've studied this medicine. The combination of herbs is exquisite, and it does indeed have the effect of treating eye diseases."
However, the manufacturing process seems to follow some of the methods of our mysterious traditional Chinese medicine, and it also feels like there's a hint of technology involved. There must be a master craftsman behind it.
Yuan Bao was secretly delighted. He got up and left the teahouse, continuing his stroll through the streets.
Not far away, a group of young people were gathered together, holding flyers and discussing them enthusiastically.
"This vision-restoring medicine is said to be able to cure nearsightedness, astigmatism, and other eye problems. If it's true, that would be amazing! I read books every day, and my eyes are about to give out," a girl wearing glasses said excitedly.
"I'd like to try it too, but I don't know if it'll be expensive." Another boy scratched his head.
Yuan Bao stepped forward and asked softly, "If the price of this medicine is reasonable, would you be willing to use it?" Everyone nodded in unison, chattering, "Of course! Eyes are a big deal. If it can really cure them, it's worth the money!"
As Yuan Bao listened to these voices from the streets, he felt a mix of amazement, skepticism, and anticipation.
She knew that in this era when the internet was not yet well-developed, word-of-mouth, though slow, was like water dripping on a stone, and its power should not be underestimated.
These genuine feedbacks filled her with confidence in the future of vision-restoring medication.
As Yuan Bao listened to the public's discussion about vision-restoring drugs, he imagined the future, and the image of cell-restoring drugs soon being launched and widely available involuntarily appeared in his mind.
She knew that once that miraculous medicine was put into use, its powerful effects would be like beams of bright dawn, piercing through the shadow of disease and giving countless people suffering from illness a new hope.
Thinking of the countless patients lying weak and exhausted in their hospital beds, who regained their vitality thanks to cell-restoring drugs, and whose pale cheeks once again glowed with a healthy rosy hue, Yuan Bao's heart was filled with a deep sense of warmth and accomplishment.
She felt as if she were already in that hopeful painting, witnessing firsthand how the medicine spread rapidly across this vast land, dispelling the shadow of illness and bringing joy to countless families.
Yuan Bao returned to the courtyard with a joyful heart, his steps as light as a butterfly dancing in spring.
Butler Bai was already waiting at the door. Upon seeing her return, he immediately went to greet her with a gentle smile and said, "Miss Yuan Bao, you've just returned. The school just called to inform you that you're preparing to participate in the Mathematical Olympiad selection competition."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Bao was slightly taken aback, then a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
Without any delay, she quickly called her homeroom teacher.
After a conversation, she learned that the province had issued an emergency notice requiring middle schools in all cities to quickly organize selection activities for the Mathematical Olympiad.
Students who perform well in this selection process will be eligible to participate in the provincial selection.
Once selected at the provincial level, one can travel to Beijing with the provincial team to participate in the National Mathematical Olympiad.
As Yuan Baogang hung up the phone with his teacher in the living room to confirm the exam time and meeting place, he looked up and saw his grandfather leisurely lying on a deck chair in the yard, basking in the sun.
A smile played on her lips as she walked briskly toward her grandfather. Standing beside the recliner, her face beaming with barely concealed excitement, she exclaimed, "Grandpa, I have to tell you! The school has notified me that I'm participating in the Mathematical Olympiad selection competition! The exam is next week, and if I do well, I can advance all the way to the provincial and national competitions!"
Upon hearing this, Grandpa put down his newspaper, sat up, and his eyes were filled with surprise and pride. He smiled and praised, "Oh my, my Yuanbao is amazing! He truly is our pride!"
After chatting with her grandfather, Yuan Bao went into the living room, where her grandmother was sitting on the sofa, intently watching TV.
Yuan Bao immediately went up to her grandmother, grabbed her arm with both hands, and said in a spoiled tone, "Grandma, I'm going to participate in the super awesome Math Olympiad selection competition! Don't you think I'm amazing?"
Grandma quickly turned down the TV volume, looked at Yuanbao with a big smile, and nodded repeatedly: "Of course, our Yuanbao is the smartest, this competition will definitely be no challenge for you!"
Yuan Bao was basking in the joy of being praised when the door opened and his parents came home one after the other after get off work.
Yuan Bao's eyes lit up, and like a happy little bird, he ran to the door and loudly announced to his parents, "Mom and Dad, I have to tell you, I've qualified for the Mathematical Olympiad! The exam is next week!" As he spoke, he puffed out his chest, his face full of anticipation for his parents' response.
Just then, Yuan Bao's older brother, Bao Guo, came running in, shouting, "Big news! Big news!" The whole family's eyes immediately turned to Bao Guo, who was panting heavily, but his face showed a mixture of excitement and urgency.
Full of curiosity, Yuan Bao asked first, "Brother, what's wrong? Stop keeping me in suspense."