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

Nie Qianqian took out silver needles and performed acupuncture on Fang Huixin. Before Fang Huixin fell into a deep sleep, she only remembered Doctor Qian whispering, "Madam Qiu, you should get some sleep."

Nie Qianqian put her hand on Fang Huixin's shoulder, and with a thought, she led Fang Huixin into the hospital space.

During this time, Nie Qianqian conducted numerous experiments and gained a deeper understanding of how to use space.

First of all, apart from Nie Qianqian herself, everyone who enters the hospital space will automatically fall into a deep sleep, unaware of anything, as if they have been under general anesthesia.

Furthermore, the passage of time is different from that of the outside world.

Every day when she first entered the space, the clock on the wall would point exactly to 9 o'clock. That was the start time of the surgery she performed on the patient on the day Nie Qianqian transmigrated. The nurse had told her the time when she entered the operating room, and it was exactly 9 o'clock. She remembered it vividly.

She cannot stay in the space indefinitely. If she has not left by 11:58 after entering the space, she will be automatically ejected from the space. That is to say, she can stay in the space for a maximum of 2 hours and 58 minutes.

If you spend less than 2 hours and 58 minutes in the hospital space within a day, you can enter freely until you accumulate 2 hours and 58 minutes. If you have already spent the full 2 ​​hours and 58 minutes, you will have to wait until the next day to enter.

She had a guess as to why it was 11:58. Perhaps this was the time when she was blown away by the bomb and transported through the hospital space.

Therefore, the time system within the hospital space was actually constantly cycling from the start of her surgery to the detonation of the bomb.

Nie Qianqian lit an incense stick before entering the space, and came out 2 hours and 58 minutes later, just as the incense stick had finished burning.

She counted and found that it took about half an hour for an incense stick to burn. That is to say, if 3 hours had passed in the hospital space, only about 30 minutes had passed in this world.

Three hours is enough for Nie Qianqian to do a lot of things in the space.

Nie Qianqian took Fang Huixin through a series of examinations, including chest X-rays and blood tests, to assess her condition.

Fang Huixin does indeed suffer from tuberculosis. Her lungs are damaged, with multiple spots and partial fibrosis and calcification. Her symptoms are not mild, but among the patients Nie Qianqian has encountered, she is not the most severe. She is confident that she can be cured.

Pulmonary tuberculosis, also known as tuberculosis in modern hospitals, is caused by bacterial infection. It has a slow onset and a long course. As the disease progresses, some patients may experience symptoms such as cough, sputum, hemoptysis, chest pain, and difficulty breathing. In the literary work "Dream of the Red Chamber," Lin Daiyu died of pulmonary tuberculosis.

Diseases that were considered incurable in ancient times have long since been treated in modern times. For example, drugs such as isoniazid tablets and rifampicin tablets are effective against tuberculosis. However, the treatment period is not short, and it takes more than six months to recover.

Nie Qianqian found all the necessary medicines, removed the outer packaging, and put them into a bag that had been prepared beforehand. She also prescribed a stronger medicine for Fang Huixin and started an IV drip for her.

Three hours passed quickly in the hospital space. Nie Qianqian removed the needle from Fang Huixin's hand and took her out of the space.

The moment she emerged from the space, she suddenly remembered that it was that crazy patient's family member who blew her away with a bomb, allowing her to travel to this world with the space. Did that crazy patient's family member die directly in the explosion, or did they travel through time like her? If they did, could they also enter the hospital space?

As soon as Nie Qianqian stepped out of the space, she heard Dean Qiu's hurried footsteps and incessant sighs outside the door. Knowing that Dean Qiu must be extremely anxious, she put aside her earlier wild thoughts and got up to open the door for him.

For Nie Qianqian, the three hours passed quickly, but for Dean Qiu, even half an hour felt like an eternity, his heart feeling like it was being deep-fried in oil.

The door opened, and Dean Qiu rushed into the room with a speed beyond his years, went to Fang Huixin's bedside, and softly called her, "Huixin, Huixin."

Nie Qianqian: "Dean Qiu, there's no need to worry. Madam Qiu hasn't woken up yet because of the acupuncture I gave her. She'll wake up soon."

Wang Shouren's gaze was fixed on Fang Huixin. He carefully examined her and, seeing that she didn't seem to have changed, said coldly, "Doctor Qian doesn't think that acupuncture can cure tuberculosis, does he? He's being rather naive."

Nie Qianqian: "Whether it's naive or not, we'll know when Madam Qiu wakes up."

Wang Shouren: "He's just making a fuss over nothing."

Zhang Zhongjing frowned. Wang Shouren was skilled in medicine and experienced, but he had one major flaw: he was too narrow-minded. He was targeting Nie Qianqian at every turn. The patient was still here, and the doctors in the clinic were undermining each other like this. Wouldn't that make them a laughing stock?

Zhang Zhongjing didn't actually believe that Nie Qianqian could cure Madam Qiu. Nie Qianqian inherited the skills of a hermit physician, and she did have unique insights into acupuncture. However, acupuncture is not a panacea, and it would be extremely difficult for her to cure tuberculosis.

However, he wouldn't make any rash statements before the results were available, out of respect for the doctor, Nie Qianqian.

Zhang Zhongjing: "Shouren, stop speaking recklessly."

Wang Shouren wanted to say something more, but after hearing Zhang Zhongjing's words, he fell silent, though his eyes revealed deep suspicion towards Nie Qianqian.

"Huixin, Huixin, how are you?"

Dean Qiu's anxious voice came through, and then Mrs. Qiu slowly woke up, opening her eyes and staring unfocused at the ceiling.

"Huixin?"

After waking up, Madam Qiu did not look at Dean Qiu, as if she could not hear his voice. Instead, she breathed slowly and raised one hand to her chest, as if she was sensing something.

"Huixin, why are you crying? Are you feeling unwell?"

Fang Huixin still ignored Dean Qiu. At this moment, large tears silently slid down her cheeks, and her lips trembled uncontrollably, as if she wanted to speak but couldn't utter a single word.

Although she didn't make a sound, everyone could feel the turbulent emotions churning within her in silence.

Dean Qiu's heart sank to the bottom, and the last glimmer of hope that had been burning in his heart was extinguished.

Is there really no other way...?

He couldn't bear to see his wife cry, and tears welled up in his eyes as well.

Even knowing her days were numbered, she never shed a tear in front of him. She was gentle, strong, and always smiled so softly, soothing his anxiety.

Her illness tormented her constantly; every breath was an ordeal. Yet she never complained or cried. Even when Dean Qiu cried, she would raise her hand to wipe away his tears and tell him that life and death are predestined and not to be attached to anything.

But now, she cried, and Dean Qiu's tears flowed more and more until his vision blurred.

Seeing this, Wang Shouren couldn't help but scold, "Dr. Qian, I've told you before, don't give people hope only to disappoint them. Do you know how painful your behavior is for terminally ill patients!"

Nie Qianqian rolled her eyes under her bamboo hat. This Wang Shouren really loves to talk to himself.

Nie Qianqian was speechless. "When did I ever make him despair? Doctor Wang, you can speak after you understand the situation."

A brain is a wonderful thing; I really hope you use it before you speak.

Nie Qianqian said to Dean Qiu, "I can cure Madam Qiu's illness, but recovery is a slow and gradual process. Dean Qiu, you will need to be patient with your wife's illness; it will take about six months."

Unexpectedly, after Nie Qianqian finished speaking, Dean Qiu couldn't stop crying and started wailing loudly, "Huixin, don't cry, I will stay by your side for the last six months! I will stay with you! Waaaaah!"

Upon hearing this, Nie Qianqian nearly stumbled and fell, her face full of confusion. Hadn't she said it would take six months to heal? How did it become only six months left...?

Dean Qiu, hearing is a wonderful thing; you should make good use of it!