PFC Chapter 342 Ancient Medicine Travel Instance - She's Here
Chapter 342 Ancient Medicine Travel Instance - She's Here
“Randomly encountered patients… common illnesses, emergencies, rare and difficult cases…” Yuan Bao repeated softly, his fingertips unconsciously stroking a plain silver needle used to mark pages on the desk, his eyes gleaming with eager anticipation. “Sounds interesting and challenging. What’s the points exchange rate like?”
"The main system's evaluation shows that the points rewards for treating difficult and complex cases and successfully saving critically ill patients are very generous! Far exceeding those for daily tasks and ordinary learning!" Little 9 nodded its little head affirmatively, and its fluffy ears twitched along with it.
"Okay!" Yuan Bao took a deep breath, his chest surging with long-lost excitement and anticipation, as if he had returned to the feeling of venturing out alone for the first time when he was young.
The weight of reality was momentarily overshadowed by an adventurous impulse. "Little 9, help me confirm the information about this instance. Let's prepare to enter."
"Yes, my lord!" Little 9 responded cheerfully, its small figure gracefully somersaulting in the air. "Connecting you to the 'Ancient Medicine Travel Instance'... Instance information loading... Environment rendering in progress... Please prepare yourself, my lord, your journey as a traveling physician is about to begin!"
The pale blue system panel silently unfolded in Yuan Bao's consciousness. Below the original display of [Points: 38/50], a new progress bar was rapidly filling up: [Loading the instance: Ancient Medicine Journey (N1688 Plane) - Progress 75%...].
The sunlight outside the window seemed to have become even brighter, casting dancing spots of light on the desk through the carved window lattice, as if urging her to embark on a new journey.
Yuan Bao gently closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with a clear determination and expectation.
She could almost smell the scent of grass and dust on this unfamiliar land, and hear the groans of the sick and the joy of their recovery.
The goal of 50 points no longer seems so far away.
This time, she will use the needles and medicine in her hands to create a more solid future for herself and Xiaozhi in the virtual landscape.
The message "[Loading the instance: Ancient Medicine Journey (N1688 plane) - Progress 100%!" flashed by.
"My lady, the list has been loaded!" Xiao 9's voice brought her back to her senses. "Upon entering the instance, you will appear as a 'wandering healer.' The system will automatically generate coarse cloth clothing appropriate for the era and a basic medicine chest for you. The medicine chest contains several commonly used herbs, an acupuncture kit, and some simple medicine-making tools. The time flow in the instance is approximately 3:1 of the main world. That is to say, if you spend three days in the instance, only one day will have passed in the main world of this game. The core rule is 'practicing medicine to help the world and being content with your lot.' There is no forced route; wherever you go, you treat patients you encounter! Points are calculated in real time!"
A time flow rate of 3:1!
This is practically another efficiency multiplier!
Yuan Bao's last remaining concern was dispelled.
"Understood." She nodded, her eyes as firm as a rock. "Connect me to the instance. Let's begin."
"Establishing a stable dimensional portal... Coordinates locked at N1688... Environment rendering complete..." Little 9's voice became ethereal and formal, its small body emitting a soft white light that illuminated the entire study. "Ancient Medicine Travel Instance - Activated!"
The next second, everything familiar in the study—the carved window frames, the stacked medical books, even the glowing furry figure of Little 9—swayed and distorted violently like a reflection in water, then faded and vanished rapidly.
A powerful suction force came, not acting on her body, but directly on the core of her consciousness.
A brief, pure white light enveloped my vision.
Immediately afterwards, a multitude of colors and information surged in like a rushing river: the earthy smell of grass, the clamor of a distant market, the rumbling of wheels on a dirt road, and a faint, almost imperceptible scent of herbs and disease... The senses were brutally opened by a completely new world.
The white light dissipated.
Yuan Bao felt his feet firmly planted on the hard, somewhat uneven ground.
A gentle breeze, carrying a distinct coolness and the scent of dust, brushed against my face.
She subconsciously looked down and saw that she was wearing a faded indigo blue coarse cloth dress with a simple, old-fashioned style.
He had a heavy, half-worn medicine box slung across his shoulder, and a small cloth bag containing silver needles and moxa rolls tied around his waist.
She looked up.
The familiar courtyard view near Beijing University is no longer what I see before me.
Instead, a dusty official road winds its way into the distance.
On both sides of the road are endless, somewhat desolate fields, with the outline of low, undulating mountains in the distance.
On the official road, a few pedestrians were walking sparsely, pushing wheelbarrows or carrying loads on their shoulders, their clothes and appearance exuding an ancient charm.
The sky was high and clear, with a pure blue that she had never experienced in the main game world or the real world, a blue untouched by industry.
The air was dry, carrying the coolness characteristic of early autumn in the north.
Ancient Medicine Journey - She's here!
Her fingers unconsciously traced the rough surface of the blue bag on her shoulder, which contained the embodiment of her knowledge, her desire for 12 points, and her expectations for the future.
Taking a deep breath of this unfamiliar yet real air, Yuan Bao took his first step and embarked on this unknown journey of itinerant medicine, filled with both pain and hope.
Where will the first patient be?
The unfamiliar official road stretched out beneath our feet, dust swirling in the dry air.
Yuan Bao carried a heavy medicine box on his shoulder, his coarse cloth dress fluttering in the cool autumn breeze.
She deliberately slowed her pace, her sharp eyes scanning the sparse pedestrians on the official road and the desolate fields beside it.
The "super brain" of the game world is currently operating at high speed, comparing and verifying the knowledge about observation, auscultation, inquiry and palpation in the book with the details of the real environment in front of it.
Besides the smell of dust, there seemed to be a faint hint of... anxiety and worry in the air.
Her intuition was not wrong.
After walking for about half an hour, a small fork appeared ahead on the main road, and a narrower dirt road crookedly led to a sparsely populated village.
Right at the fork in the road, under an old locust tree with half-yellow leaves, several figures were gathered, and suppressed sobs and anxious discussions could be faintly heard.
"Mother! Mother, wake up!"
"What should we do? What's wrong with Aunt Li?"
"Quickly try pinching his philtrum!"
"It's...it's no use...my face is all purple..."
Yuan Bao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickened his pace instantly.
It's an emergency!
She pushed aside two equally anxious peasant women on the periphery and squeezed into the center of the crowd.
There was a tattered linen shirt spread on the ground, and an old woman who looked to be in her fifties was lying on it.
Her eyes were tightly closed, her jaw was clenched, her face was a horrifying bluish-purple, her chest was heaving violently, and she was making a hoarse, labored breathing sound like a broken bellows. Each breath seemed to take all her strength, yet she could only inhale a little air.
Her hands unconsciously gripped the front of her dress tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.
A burly man who looked like her son was holding her head in a panic, sweating profusely, while another young woman was crying so hard she almost passed out.