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

Liu Yan had never seen a Ganoderma lucidum, but she had heard of it; it was a top-quality medicinal herb.

Liu Yan: "This must be worth a lot of money."

Nie Qianqian nodded. This Ganoderma lucidum had smooth edges, clear ring patterns, a hard and glossy shell, and was of good quality. Judging by its size, it must weigh about three pounds and be around 30 years old. She wondered what price it would fetch in this world.

Nie Qianqian carefully picked the Ganoderma lucidum, placed it in the basket, and with a thought, stored it in her spatial storage.

"Mother, with this Ganoderma lucidum, we probably won't have to worry about making a living for the next year."

Liu Yan's eyes widened in disbelief, "It's worth so much!"

Nie Qianqian: "I really have to thank Tuantuan this time."

Liu Yan beamed with joy, the wrinkles on her face softening considerably with her heartfelt smile. She hugged Tuantuan, saying, "Tuantuan is my little lucky baby, Grandma's good baby!"

Tuantuan didn't understand how valuable Ganoderma lucidum was; he only knew that his mother and grandmother were very happy and were beaming with joy.

"Mother, it's only noon. Let's pick some more and then go down the mountain. Since it's still early, I'll go straight to town and sell the Ganoderma lucidum."

Liu Yan nodded hurriedly. Having found such a treasure, it was best to sell it and turn it into silver as soon as possible; otherwise, she would never feel at ease keeping it in her hands.

Full of energy, the two quickly filled the two baskets they had brought. Tuantuan waved goodbye to Xiaosongsong with some reluctance, and the three of them went down the mountain.

Back home, Nie Qianqian didn't linger. She carried her basket to the village entrance to catch an oxcart. She hurried and hurried to catch it. After a bumpy ride of more than half an hour, she arrived in town.

Nie Qianqian recalled the Jishetang clinic she had passed by on her way to town last time. A clinic that could attract a wealthy man must have a good reputation in town. She calculated that it was time for Gu Xiao to return home, and she would sell the Ganoderma lucidum and then go back to the village with Gu Xiao.

Nie Qianqian, who has no sense of direction, asked for directions all the way and relied on her mouth to navigate until she arrived at Jishetang.

Last time she only passed by the back door of Jishetang, but this time she saw the main entrance of the clinic. As she expected, Jishetang had a large facade with blue bricks and gray tiles, and was antique in style. People came and went in an endless stream, and a medicinal fragrance wafted from afar.

Nie Qianqian took a deep breath, missing the scent of medicine. In her previous life, before she came of age, she spent almost all her time in her family's pharmacy, and this smell made her feel incredibly at ease.

Upon entering, the entire first floor was a medicinal herb section, arranged in a U-shape. A young apprentice came up to ask, "Madam, are you here to get medicine or to see a doctor?"

Nie Qianqian: "I'd like to sell medicinal herbs. Do you buy Ganoderma lucidum here?"

The young apprentice was taken aback, and couldn't help but glance at Nie Qianqian's clothes. He quickly regained his warm smile, "If you want to sell medicinal herbs, please come with me to the third floor."

As Nie Qianqian passed by the second floor, she glanced at it. The second floor was where doctors treated patients.

Upon reaching the third floor, the crowd thinned out considerably, creating a more tranquil and elegant atmosphere. Rows of elegant rooms came into view, which Nie Qianqian guessed were for treating distinguished patients, or perhaps, like herself, for business negotiations with the clinic.

Nie Qianqian was led into a private room, and soon a young apprentice brought in an elderly pharmacist.

The pharmacist was very polite and did not look down on Qianqian because of her shabby appearance. From this, it can be seen that Nie Qianqian had a very good impression of this clinic.

"My surname is Huang. You may call me Doctor Huang, madam. My young servant tells you that you want to sell Ganoderma lucidum?"

Nie Qianqian took out the Ganoderma lucidum from the basket and handed it to the pharmacist. The pharmacist's eyes lit up the moment he saw the Ganoderma lucidum. He carefully picked it up and examined it. "It looks really good. It's about 30 years old. The harvesting method was very proper. The whole Ganoderma lucidum is very well preserved."

Nie Qianqian: "When picking, I didn't touch the bottom of the cap. I used a sharp knife to cut the Ganoderma lucidum from the base of the stem, leaving an inch of stem. Dr. Huang, please name a price. If the price is reasonable, I will sell it to Jishetang. Perhaps we will have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future."

Nie Qianqian didn't know much about business, but to prevent a large business from bullying its customers, she first wanted to put both parties on an equal footing. She said this to show that she was knowledgeable and wouldn't be easily fooled.

Sure enough, Doctor Huang's desire to suppress prices diminished considerably. The young woman before him must be a herb gatherer from the mountains, very familiar with the price of Ganoderma lucidum. If he harbored any intention to bully her, it would inevitably sever future cooperation.

Doctor Huang smiled, pondered for a moment, and said, "My lady, how about a fixed price of 80 taels of silver?"

Nie Qianqian appeared calm on the surface, but was shocked inside. She had told Liu Yan on the mountain that selling the Ganoderma lucidum would ensure they wouldn't have to worry about making a living for the next year. In reality, if her family had continued with their original standard of living, the money would have been enough to last them for many years.

Nie Qianqian readily agreed, "Deal."

Doctor Huang laughed loudly: "My lady is a straightforward person. Please wait here for a moment while I confirm with the curator and then go to the accounting office to get the money for you."

Soon, Doctor Huang returned with 80 taels of silver notes. Nie Qianqian exchanged money for goods with him.

Dr. Huang: "If you can find Ganoderma lucidum of this quality again, you can sell it to my Jishetang. Jishetang's main store is in the capital, and there are also branches in the provincial capital. As the largest medical institution in Linzhen, you can rest assured of its reputation."

Nie Qianqian nodded, surprised that Jishetang was actually a chain of medical clinics.

Instead of sending the boy to escort Nie Qianqian, Doctor Huang personally escorted her downstairs. As soon as they stepped out of the elegant room, they heard a muffled thud as someone fell to the ground.

A tall, thin man collapsed to the ground. He first coughed violently, then struggled to breathe, gasped for air, his lips turned blue, and he clutched his right chest with his right hand, his face contorted in pain.

In the urgency of the situation, Dr. Huang forgot about Nie Qianqian behind him and rushed in to check on her with a speed beyond his years.

The young apprentice beside the man hurriedly explained, "Master Huang, this young master suffers from chest pain. My master went downstairs to get medicine, and he only left a short while ago..."

Upon examining the man's symptoms, Dr. Huang panicked. It was a sudden, acute angina pectoris. Mild cases of angina pectoris can be treated symptomatically and gradually managed, but a sudden, acute angina pectoris is usually a serious condition with little chance of survival.

He shouted urgently to the child, "Quickly! Go find the curator!!"

The curator is from the provincial capital; perhaps he can find a solution.

Just as he was anxious and sweating profusely, Dr. Huang saw a thin figure walk past him, holding something he had never seen before, and plunge it into the patient's right chest.

Doctor Huang was so frightened he almost jumped out of his skin; his hands trembled. What was this young woman doing?!

Nie Qianqian frowned slightly, concentrating intently as she slowly drew air from her right chest with a syringe.

Tension pneumothorax requires immediate reduction of intrathoracic pressure to prevent its progression. In this emergency, she quickly retrieved a hospital syringe from her storage space.

Just as Dr. Huang was about to speak up to stop him, he was surprised to find that the man's breathing had become steady and his complexion had slowly returned to normal.

Seeing that the man's complexion had improved, Nie Qianqian put away the syringe and instructed Doctor Huang, "He is out of danger for now. Get some medicine to replenish his lung qi. In addition, he must rest in bed and try not to talk. Have someone lay him flat in a quiet, well-ventilated place. He can only go home if he has no obvious symptoms by night."

Dr. Huang was still bewildered by Nie Qianqian's actions just now. Upon hearing Nie Qianqian's words, he nodded hurriedly and asked the apprentice to find a stretcher and place him in a well-ventilated room by the window.

When Dr. Huang rushed back to look for Nie Qianqian, she had already disappeared.

Led by the young apprentice, Zhang Zhongjing rushed to the third floor, only to find Doctor Huang still in a daze.

Zhang Zhongjing slapped Doctor Huang's forehead and asked urgently, "Where is the patient?"

Dr. Huang: "Director, the patient just suffered a sudden illness, but was saved by a young lady. He is currently resting in the private room. After I settled him in, the young lady disappeared from his sight."

Zhang Zhongjing: "Young lady?"

Oh? Another young lady?

Zhang Zhongjing blurted out: "Is it a young woman covered in dirt and patched clothes, carrying goods?"

Dr. Huang: "..."

Her image isn't that bad.