After Transmigrating Into My Own Novel, I Handed Myself Over [Quick Transmigration]

Synopsis: Sang Zhizhi, an orphan struggling to survive, received a call from her older sister years after being adopted by relatives. She went from being an office worker to the younger sister of a...

Chapter 20 Phase II Clinical Trial Successfully Completed! "Beep beep..."

Chapter 20 Phase II Clinical Trial Successfully Completed! "Beep beep..."

The sound of "beep beep beep..." rang out rhythmically in the quiet ward.

Every now and then, calls for help would come from the loudspeaker: "Calling from bed three, calling from bed seven..."

All that was left was the sound of nurses moving around changing dressings, and the family members talking in hushed tones.

For once, Wang's mother looked relaxed. She carried a bag of apples, carefully walked to her daughter's bedside, put the apples in the cabinet, and then cleaned the small table.

Her movements were so skillful that even someone unfamiliar with them could understand them; she was a very experienced caregiver.

"Are you awake?" she asked softly as she moved closer to her husband.

Mr. Wang slowly shook his head.

Mrs. Wang let out a soft breath before continuing, "What will you be taking today? Paclitaxel or carboplatin?"

Mr. Wang glanced at his sleeping daughter before whispering, "The nurse said that starting today, she will no longer receive injections and will begin taking new medication."

A hint of joy appeared on Wang's mother's face: "The new medicine is good, the new medicine is good..."

Mr. Wang held her hand and patted it a few times to comfort her.

This scenario occurs in almost every patient's family.

They had tried everything to save their family members from being taken by death, but death was unkind. Now, this new drug is their only hope in despair, and they are hoping it will bring their family back to them.

"Bed 16, breakfast is ready." The nurse pushed a cart to Wang's parents and handed them a very ordinary-looking lunchbox.

"Bed 16, name Wang Baobei, female, age 9, cause of illness: late-stage brain tumor, breakfast number 4." The nurse carefully checked the information with Wang's parents before handing them the meal box.

"Is this where the nurses bring the food?" The couple hesitated. In the past, when they were hospitalized, the restaurant staff would bring the food, and they had never seen a nurse bring the food before.

The nurse seemed used to these questions and smiled as she said, "Our patient meals here are special; they contain medication, so we nurses are responsible for distributing them."

"Medicine? There's medicine in the food?" The couple looked at each other, both at a loss for words.

The nurse didn't explain further, only smiling and saying, "Yes."

As if remembering something, Mrs. Wang asked cautiously, "Is it that new drug?"

The nurse paused for a moment, then, seeing her expression, immediately understood. She smiled and nodded, replying, "Yes, it's a new drug."

"Then we don't need the injection anymore?" Mrs. Wang asked cautiously, holding her husband's hand tightly.

The nurse nodded in affirmation once again before pushing the cart to deliver meals to other patients.

When Wang's mother looked up at the unusual protrusion that stretched from her daughter's slender neck all the way down to her collarbone, tears suddenly streamed down her face.

Mr. Wang hugged her, knowing where her tears came from.

The daughter is only nine years old, but she has had an IV port implanted for five years. The couple not only has to restrain her from running and jumping, but also has to be careful that she doesn't squeeze it. Even when she sleeps, one of the couple has to stay with her, for fear that she might move around in her sleep and press on the IV port.

Now they can finally say goodbye to it, and they can even look forward to their daughter sleeping freely in the future, instead of suppressing her nature at such a young age.

As they had guessed, three days later the nurse came to inform them that they could arrange for Wang Baobei's port to be removed.

Three months later, the doctor came to them with the test results.

"Congratulations, the brain tumor has shrunk to a safe size, and you can be discharged now. The nurses will help you with the arrangements. After you fill out the forms, you will receive a batch of food every ten days, which contains medication and is specially for patients."

"Thank you! Thank you!" The couple wept with joy, holding the doctor's hand and bowing repeatedly, and of course, they didn't forget to thank the nurses.

"It's alright, go and complete the formalities." The doctor smiled and nodded, then turned to inform the other patients.

The couple wiped away their tears, looked at each other's somewhat disheveled faces, and finally couldn't help but laugh. This was the first time the couple had laughed so relaxed and heartily since their daughter fell ill.

"Oh, right, nurse, could you tell us how much the food costs?" The couple realized they hadn't asked after completing the formalities.

The nurse handed them the food collection card directly before replying, "These foods are covered by medical insurance and can be deducted directly from your medical insurance. If it's not enough, we will charge you when you have your follow-up check-up."

The couple breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, thanked him repeatedly, and then returned to their ward.

"Mommy, can I go back and play with Sister Xiaoling?" Wang Baobei looked at her mother, her once thin face now a little rounder.

"Of course, baby can play with anyone from now on." Wang's mother looked at her daughter and touched her little face.

"That's great! Thank you, Mom and Dad. I love you!" The child's innocent words washed away the couple's weariness, bringing only endless relief. They had made the right choice, and thankfully, they had succeeded...

Sang Zhitao will never know the results of the Phase II clinical trial.

Three days before the results came out, she discovered during her checkup that she was already nearly 46cm tall.

By this time, she no longer needed anyone to carry her; her height of nearly half a meter allowed her to move freely.

It's just a pity that when the people at the base see her running around with her little feet, they're so cute they want to hold her and spin her around for three days and three nights.

In addition, in the past only a few close people could carry her around, but now that they have the opportunity, they wish everyone could carry her more, and they are unwilling to give up letting her run around alone.

In Lin Jing's words, "This base is so big that it's going to shrink Tao Tao's height by several centimeters."

Sang Zhitao (¬_¬): "Don't leave after get off work."

This time, everyone was much better prepared, even bringing her several custom-made titanium steel miniature weapons. They wanted to test whether Sang Zhitao could bring things from Earth over, and also because, according to the original novel, things would become even more dangerous later on, so this was a safeguard for her.

"Ding!" A crisp sound rang out in the dollhouse after the green light disappeared.

Those titanium steel weapons were left behind, along with clothes and jewelry that others had carefully prepared.

Qian Fang, an expert in cutting-edge disciplines, sighed and said to Lan Hu, "It seems that what we guessed was correct. Things on our planet probably cannot cross each other's barriers."

Lan Hu looked at the report in his hand, then at the dollhouse, and said, "There are many substances on Earth. We have only experimented on Hope with a hundred of them. I don't believe that there is really no substance that can meet the requirements."

Qian Fang looked at the empty dollhouse, nodded and said, "Take your time. Organize the types of experiments you've done this time, and we'll see what other types we can do later."

After saying that, she looked at Lin Jing and said, "Your group should think about it again and see what other types of clothing or jewelry we can incorporate into Hope's designs, so that we can succeed next time."

Lin Jing nodded: "No problem."

Sang Zhitao woke up from her sleep, looked down at her clothes, and sighed deeply: "It seems that none of them have succeeded."

"Sylph, you're awake?" Nora heard the noise and quickly came to the treehouse.

Sang Zhitao then realized that she had fallen asleep back in the treehouse. She scratched her head in confusion and looked at Nora, asking, "How did I get here?"

Nora smiled as she helped her straighten her clothes, replying, "You've been asleep for seven days straight and missed the party."

Seven days?

Sang Zhitao frowned; the flow of time had changed again.

"Where exactly is the problem?" she murmured softly.

"What's wrong, Sylph?" Nora looked at her strangely.

Sang Zhitao smiled back before saying, "It's nothing. Where's Yi Lei?"

Nora lowered her head to straighten her clothes, her eyes flickering slightly, but she said as usual, "His Majesty is meeting with the Mermaid King."

"Is Sylph going to see her?" She took a step back, looked closely at Sang Zhitao's attire, and then looked up to ask.

Sang Zhitao took the fruit offered by her, took a bite, and then said, "No, thank you. Can you take me out to play instead? I've never seen any other mermaids before."

Nora bowed her head respectfully and replied, "Of course, please wait a moment while I arrange for guards."

Seeing that Sang Zhitao nodded in agreement, she bowed her head and stepped back.

Before long, Peg strode in, her face beaming with undisguised joy: "Sylph~ Let Peg take you out to play!"

Seeing her so happy, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but smile and nod repeatedly.

Although Peg appears to be a clumsy person, he is very careful and cautious around Sang Zhitao.

She carefully lifted Sang Zhitao, avoiding her elaborate robes and delicate headdress, and placed her on the chair on her shoulder.

It was only then that Sang Zhitao noticed that Peg was sitting on an exquisitely crafted throne.

After she sat down, she found that the throne was not only extremely stable, but also particularly sheltered from the wind. When she reached out and touched it, she discovered that there was an invisible light membrane protecting the throne.

"This is Platinum's latest achievement!" Peg laughed proudly. "I got the first one!"

"Will there be many more?" Sang Zhitao asked curiously.

“Of course!” Peg said proudly. “Platinum said that every one of us elves should wear one so that Sylph can rest whenever she wants!”

“…Okay.” Sang Zhitao sighed helplessly. She was also a bit overwhelmed by this group of “Sylph lovers”. These people kept refreshing her worldview, and she lamented almost every day that she didn’t understand “pampering” at all.

"Sylph, buckle up, we're ready to go!" Peg put on her gear, puffed out her chest, and strode out of the room.

Upon exiting, they were met with envious, jealous, and resentful stares from the elven guards.

Sang Zhitao twitched her lips and said to Meng Arke, who was coming towards her, "Choose two more people to come with us."

Monaco had already wanted to warn her that it wasn't safe for two people, but seeing that she brought it up herself, he nodded and turned to choose two more people.

Upon hearing this, everyone stared intently at Monark, causing him to pause before averting his gaze and pointing to a few people.

Those men, like Peg, walked up to them with their heads held high.

"Since so many people are going, I won't go. I'll stay here and help Sylph prepare the meals~" Nora looked at Sang Zhitao gently.

Sang Zhitao had already covered her face, unable to bear watching the guards' actions. At this moment, she also covered her face with one hand and waved to Nora with the other.

"Children! Let's go!" Peg ignored Sang Zhitao.

Sang Zhitao was escorted by Peg and her guards as they prepared to tour Mermaid Planet.

The atmosphere between Irene and the Mermaid King was rather strange...

A note from the author:

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I'll probably be updating around this time for the next couple of days; things in the real world are just too chaotic.