A peasant girl travels through time with a hospital, rising to become an empress.

Nie Qianqian said urgently, "Ah Ling, come in! Director Zhang, guard the door and don't let any more outsiders in to cause trouble!"

Director Zhang was so shocked by the brutal, hand-to-hand combat between Nie Qianqian and Chu Shaoyang that his jaw nearly dropped.

I knew Nie Qianqian must know some martial arts, but I never expected her skills to be so high. This little girl is truly a hidden talent.

After hearing Nie Qianqian's words, Director Zhang hesitated for a moment before making a decision. He quickly moved to the screen, opened his arms, and made his stance clear.

When Old Fu saw Director Zhang standing outside the screen, he sighed, "Director Zhang, as the head of a department, you have a great reputation. Are you going to help this Doctor Qian make a fool of himself? Do you know that if he fails today, you will also be disgraced!"

Director Zhang froze; how could he not know the risks involved?

He stood up because he knew from the time he spent with Nie Qianqian that she was definitely not someone who spoke carelessly.

He was gambling, gambling with his entire reputation, betting that Nie Qianqian could save the pregnant woman and baby inside the house.

Director Zhang said in a deep voice, "I know what I'm doing."

He called out loudly into the inner room, "Dr. Qian, my reputation in my later years rests entirely on your shoulders!"

Nie Qianqian did not answer Director Zhang; her entire attention was focused on Hu Wanwan.

Hu Wanwan's situation was worse than she had imagined. Her water had broken, the fetus was large, the baby was breech, and she was bleeding excessively. The room was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Following Doctor Qian's instructions, Ah Ling entered the inner room. As soon as she entered, she was so frightened by what she saw that her calves trembled. She was just a young girl who had never experienced childbirth before, and the shock was immense.

Old Woman Huang's hands and clothes were covered in blood. When she saw Doctor Qian finally enter, her face was ashen. She stared at Doctor Qian, took a deep breath, and said slowly and deliberately, "We are both doctors, and healers are compassionate. I know you are confident in your abilities and want to come in to save people, but now is not the time for you to act on your emotions. This is a matter of life and death, and I cannot hand the patient over to you and let you do whatever you want!"

Nie Qianqian was taken aback by what Granny Huang said. Doctors are compassionate, and in every second that life is slipping away, everyone wants to save lives.

Nie Qianqian had no time to explain. She quickly stepped forward and pressed the acupoints of Granny Huang, Aunt Cui, and Old Master Fu. The three women were immediately immobilized after their acupoints were sealed.

Granny Huang was extremely anxious, "What are you doing!"

Nie Qianqian: "Ah Ling, move the three of them to the side."

Ah Ling was initially terrified and her legs were so weak she wanted to collapse, but upon hearing Doctor Qian's words, it was as if her soul had found a foothold. Suddenly, she was filled with strength. Ignoring the blood all over the ground, she quickly moved the three people aside, dragging and pulling them along.

Nie Qianqian's eyes flashed as she glanced at the three of them. "Now that the patient is in my hands, there's nothing you can do about it, so just keep quiet and don't bother me."

Granny Huang and Aunt Cui bit their lips in frustration, wanting to speak but afraid of making the already bad situation even worse.

Granny Huang gritted her teeth and stared intently at Doctor Qian, hoping that he had some medical skills and could save the child. As for Hu Wanwan, Granny Huang never even considered that she could be saved.

With more than a dozen people guarding outside the screen and three people watching inside, Nie Qianqian had no way of bringing Hu Wanwan into the space and could only have a cesarean section on the spot.

Nie Qianqian closed her eyes, clearing her mind of all distractions and blocking out the chaotic environment. She silently vowed: No one can take you two away today.

When she opened her eyes again, there was no longer any anxiety or unease in Nie Qianqian's eyes, but rather a calm and composed demeanor, radiating an unwavering confidence.

If Granny Huang could see Nie Qianqian's eyes, she would no longer worry that she would ruin things. Those eyes contained the result of more than a decade of honing her skills and the confidence accumulated from countless surgeries.

Hu Wanwan was still clinging to life, but she was too weak to speak. Her eyes were full of pleading as she looked at Doctor Qian.

Nie Qianqian spoke calmly, as if stating something perfectly natural, "Don't be afraid, I will definitely protect you and the child."

Nie Qianqian: "Ah Ling, come here and turn the mother to her side, bending her back as much as possible towards me."

Ah Ling obeyed the order, ignoring the blood soaking her clothes, and turned Hu Wanwan over on her side without even trembling, like an emotionless robot.

Nie Qianqian's heart stirred. Ah Ling was truly a remarkable person. Despite being so afraid, she gained power upon receiving her master's command.

Nie Qianqian injected anesthetic along Hu Wanwan's spine from her back. Hu Wanwan felt something pierce her back, and then felt a warm current slowly flowing through her lower body.

When Huang Po and the other two saw Nie Qianqian take out a syringe and stick it into Hu Wanwan's back, they were puzzled and stared wide-eyed, wondering what Nie Qianqian was going to do next.

After a short while, Nie Qianqian took out a needle and pricked it under Hu Wanwan's body. "If you don't feel anything, blink."

Hu Wanwan saw the needle in Nie Qianqian's hand, but felt nothing, so she blinked.

Nie Qianqian nodded and reached out to touch Hu Wanwan's belly to feel it. Without an ultrasound, she could only rely on her own hands to sense the baby's position.

The next moment, before anyone could see where she pulled out a small, gleaming silver knife, she twirled it in her hand, creating a flourish, and then sliced ​​it horizontally across Hu Wanwan's stomach.

Her belly was cut open layer by layer, and Nie Qianqian took out something she had never seen before to prop open the cut belly. Others couldn't see it, but Ah Ling could see that inside the belly was the head of an infant.

Nie Qianqian looked at A Ling and pointed to a spot on Hu Wanwan's stomach, "Press hard here later."

Ah Ling nodded quickly.

Nie Qianqian reached in and shouted, "Press!"

Ah Ling crossed her hands and pressed them hard against the spot Nie Qianqian had just pointed to.

Nie Qianqian raised her voice even higher and shouted again, "Push harder!"

Ah Ling used all her strength, and her face turned red from holding it in.

Nie Qianqian held the baby's head with both hands and slowly pulled him out of Hu Wanwan's belly, like pulling a radish.

First the head, then the shoulders, then the upper body, and finally the legs.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene before them, their breath catching in their throats.

Hu Wanwan felt no pain, but she could sense someone pressing heavily on her stomach. Then it felt like something was slowly leaving her body until she saw her blood-covered, bright red baby.

The baby was born, but its face was bluish-purple, and the umbilical cord was wrapped around its neck twice.

Hu Wanwan's tears flowed like a burst dam. She opened her mouth as if to say something or cry out, but nothing came out. She could only scream silently.

Ah Ling vomited, her stomach churning, feeling like she was going to throw up. It wasn't just nausea, but extreme fear!

Seeing that Hu Wanwan's abdomen had been cut open seven times, and that the child she had personally pushed out was lifeless, she felt utterly desperate.

Nie Qianqian scolded, "Don't you dare throw up!"

Ah Ling received the order and suppressed the nausea that was rising within her.

Nie Qianqian showed no panic, and with practiced ease, she turned the baby around, flicked the soles of the child's feet, and commanded:

"Let me hear you cry!"

"If you don't cry, I'll flick you again!"

Despite the extremely dangerous moment, Nie Qianqian remained completely calm.

As if understanding Nie Qianqian's words, the child opened his little mouth, curled his tongue, and burst into loud crying.

"Wow wow wow!"

Such crying startled everyone inside and outside the house. Zhao Xuanmu, in the outer hall, looked up and shed tears.

Hu Wanwan blinked hard, clearing her eyes of tears so she could see the baby in front of her clearly. Her eyes were filled with reluctance and longing, and she murmured in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "My child, my child."

The anesthetic would make her drowsy, and Hu Wanwan's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and her field of vision became smaller and smaller.

Nie Qianqian placed the baby on her chest, and Hu Wanwan felt the new life—so warm, so fleshy, so soft.

Gradually, Hu Wanwan's vision went dark, and her consciousness faded away.

In her last moments before losing consciousness, Hu Wanwan thought:

He can die in peace now.