Come, Let Me Touch It

Going downhill is much easier than going up, of course, provided there are stairs.

After Su Yang quickly descended a good stretch, he finally caught sight of Pan Ning's figure, though she was alone at the moment; Meng Qianyu and the others were not with her.

He quickly walked over to Pan Ning. Before he could speak, she asked first, "Why did you come down?"

"I was worried about you~"

"What's there to worry about while hiking?"

"Is your heart beating fast? Here, let me check." As Su Yang said this, he reached out to feel Pan Ning's chest.

Seeing his approaching hand, Pan Ning gently swatted his arm. "Where are you trying to touch with so many people around?"

"Oh, right... haha." Su Yang let out an awkward laugh.

"I'm fine, I just get a bit tired if I walk too fast."

Su Yang nodded. "The air is thinner up here, you need more time to adjust. By the way, where are the others?"

Pan Ning turned to look behind her and said, "Down below."

Su Yang followed her gaze, but with the large crowd, he couldn't spot Meng Qianyu and the others right away.

"Maybe you should go down and check on them?" Pan Ning said calmly.

"Alright, I'll go take a look. You take it slow, okay?"

"I know."

After their brief exchange, Su Yang started walking down the steps again.

After two or three minutes, he finally saw the figures of Meng Qianyu, Su Qingci, Tang Ziyun, and Zhong Qing.

The four of them were panting as they slowly made their way up.

Even before getting close, Su Yang could hear Meng Qianyu and Su Qingci's voices.

"Oh my, I'm so tired, I can't climb anymore~"

"Yeah, normal hiking is tiring enough, but we're climbing at over four thousand meters now. It's even more exhausting; my heart rate spikes after just a few steps."

Tang Ziyun looked at the two helplessly. "Should you take a couple of breaths of oxygen?"

"No! Brother Su Yang said to avoid using it if possible. I want to be like him, to get stronger!!" Meng Qianyu clenched her small fist and declared with determined eyes.

Hearing this, Su Yang shook his head with a smile and quickly walked towards them. "You have to listen to your own body. If you feel unwell, you should still use it."

Hearing Su Yang's voice, the group immediately looked up.

Seeing Su Yang, Meng Qianyu beamed and called out, "Brother Su Yang, why did you come down?"

"You hadn't arrived for a while, so I came down to check. Are you all okay?"

They all nodded. "We're fine, no problem at all."

"That's good. You need to take it slowly, give yourselves time to adjust."

"Okay."

They chatted as they continued upward. After a short while, a sudden scream rang out.

On the steps about seven or eight levels above and to Su Yang's left, a little girl in a yellow down jacket, whether from slipping or fainting due to lack of oxygen, went limp and fell sideways, quickly tumbling down the stairs.

This immediately caused chaos among the surrounding people. Tourists screamed and quickly moved aside to avoid being hit and getting hurt themselves.

Seeing this, Su Yang rushed over without hesitation.

However, the little girl was rolling down very fast. Within seconds, she had tumbled to a spot below and to Su Yang's left.

"Little Wan!!! Help! Please, someone stop her!" A girl in a white coat shouted anxiously, rushing down the steps in pursuit.

Su Yang had no time to look at the girl's appearance. He took long strides, charging towards the little girl who was still rapidly rolling down the steps.

"Move aside!!" Already frantic, Su Yang roared when the indifferent tourists around blocked his path.

The people blocking him were startled and immediately stepped aside to make way.

Seeing the space cleared, Su Yang seized the moment, leaped down forcefully, jumping over more than ten steps, and instantly reached the little girl's side.

He bent down, grabbed the girl's clothes, and pulled hard, bringing her to a stop.

Then he picked up the unconscious little girl and quickly carried her to a relatively spacious platform below, laying her flat on the ground.

Su Yang quickly glanced at the girl. She looked about 10 years old, thin, giving an impression of being somewhat undernourished.

Her face was pale, her eyes tightly shut. Although there were no visible injuries on her face, her body was surely bruised black and blue.

Clearly, she hadn't simply slipped; it was due to lack of oxygen.

"Little girl! Wake up!" Su Yang tentatively patted the girl's shoulder. Getting no response, he placed two fingers in front of her nose.

Still breathing, not gone.

Su Yang quickly recalled first aid knowledge he had seen before. He unzipped the girl's jacket, then placed his hands crossed on her chest and began forceful, rhythmic compressions.

By now, surrounding tourists had gathered around.

The girl in the white coat from behind squeezed through the crowd, shouting, "Please make way, make way!"

The girl pushed through the onlookers, knelt beside Su Yang next to Little Wan, her face full of anxiety and guilt.

"Little Wan!" Her voice choked, her whole body trembling as she grasped Little Wan's thin hand.

Su Yang continued rhythmic, forceful compressions on Little Wan's chest. After twenty or thirty compressions, he hurriedly pulled out the oxygen canister from his jacket pocket.

"No good, she can't take deep breaths right now," Su Yang muttered to himself, setting the canister aside. He then pried open Little Wan's mouth, bent down, and began giving her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

Huff, huff, huff.

After several breaths, Little Wan shuddered and slowly opened her eyes.

As soon as her eyes opened, she painfully gasped for air, mouth agape.

Seeing this, Su Yang looked up at the girl kneeling opposite him. After a slight half-second pause, he said, "Miss, let go of her hand first."

"Oh, okay." The girl released Little Wan's hand. Su Yang helped Little Wan sit up slowly, leaning her against his chest.

He grabbed the oxygen bottle beside him and opened it.

"Here, little sister, breathe the oxygen."

Little Wan immediately took the oxygen bottle and placed it over her mouth, inhaling deeply.

The girl opposite quickly reached out to help steady the bottle, sobbing, "Little Wan, I'm sorry! It's my fault. I shouldn't have brought you here."

Little Wan had no breath to reply; she shook her head while inhaling the oxygen.

The surrounding onlookers were still chattering. Su Yang looked up and scanned the crowd, coldly calling out, "Stop crowding around. When she fell, every one of you ran faster than anyone. What are you gathering for now? Disperse!"

The crowd, shamed by Su Yang's words, blushed and scattered, continuing their hike as if nothing had happened.

Once the crowd dispersed, Meng Qianyu and the others finally saw Su Yang. The four of them quickly walked over.

Su Qingci asked urgently, "Brother Su Yang, is this little sister okay?"

"She should be mostly fine, but we don't know if any bones were injured from the fall. Let her breathe some oxygen first."

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