[Space + Stockpiling + Modern-to-Ancient Time Travel + Natural Disasters + Famine Escape]
Qian Chunhua, who had been single all her life, suddenly time-traveled—bringing along a space full ...
The cold wind in early winter still makes people feel quite cold.
Qian Chunhua sat on a chair, squinting his eyes and looking up at the sky.
Calculating the time, it has been a year since I traveled through time. Time flies so fast.
But, I can never go back to that world I once was.
Looking at the rustling falling leaves, Qian Chunhua suddenly felt a little sad.
Imperial Physician Zhang put down his teacup and looked at Qian Chunhua, "Chunhua, what are your plans next?"
Qian Chunhua withdrew his gaze from the sky and turned to Imperial Physician Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, I haven't made up my mind yet."
These past few days, Qian Chunhua's thoughts have been unpredictable. She wants to do many things, but she hasn't decided what to do first.
Now when Imperial Physician Zhang asked her, she answered honestly.
Imperial Physician Zhang: "Have you ever considered opening a clinic?"
Qian Chunhua shook his head, "Uncle Zhang, you know my medical skills are not suitable."
Qian Chunhua knew her limitations. She knew that the Western medicine she had learned was useless in the ancient times when people only looked, listened, asked and felt the patient's heart. Without advanced machines to determine the cause of an illness, her skills would be useless.
Imperial Physician Zhang hesitated for a moment, "But, your miraculous medicines are really effective. It would be a pity if you don't promote them."
As a responsible imperial physician, he felt extremely regretful that the miraculous medicine could not benefit the people. It was really a waste of resources. He decided to persuade Qian Chunhua again.
Without waiting for Imperial Physician Zhang to speak, Qian Chunhua also started to think.
Although she did not study pharmaceutical or other related majors before traveling through time, she was still familiar with pharmaceutical factories and the manufacturing principles of some drugs.
What's more, she also learned a lot of knowledge related to physics in high school and college, and there are many related books in her space. She also put her professional books into the space at that time, intending to read books to pass the time in case of natural disasters in the future.
I didn’t expect it to be a time travel, but these books came in handy.
She was confident that she could produce the medicines needed in this era through continuous experiments. At least she was sure that she could produce antibiotics such as penicillin.
Seeing that Imperial Physician Zhang was hesitant to speak, Qian Chunhua guessed what he was thinking. Without further hesitation, he said, "I can think of a way to make those medicines, but the quantity will definitely be very small in the early stage."
Qian Chunhua was confident that she could do it, but the level of industry in this era made her lose hope for large-scale drug production. Currently, drug production can only rely on manual labor, which will inevitably limit drug output.
Imperial Physician Zhang's eyes widened in surprise. "Great, let's do it first, and then we can think of ways to expand the scale later."
Imperial Physician Zhang was overjoyed, as he had truly witnessed the miraculous effects of these medicines. However, his old colleagues in the Imperial Hospital did not believe what he said at all.
When I get the chance in the future, I'll use it to slap them in the face.
Qian Chunhua looked at Imperial Physician Zhang, "Uncle Zhang, what about you? What are you going to do?"
Imperial Physician Zhang smiled and replied, "As for me, I can only do what I have always done. I plan to open a clinic."
At this point, Imperial Physician Zhang looked at Qian Chunhua and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "I used to think you wanted to force me to study medicine."
Imperial Physician Zhang has many skills, and he wants to find a reliable person to pass on his skills.
The grandson Zhang Yichen is a suitable candidate, but he is not very interested in medicine. After so many years of study, his level is only half-baked, and Imperial Physician Zhang does not dare to let him practice medicine independently.
Qian Chunhua smiled and replied, "Uncle Zhang, I really want to learn medicine from you, but I want to study medicine as a hobby, not to make a living from it."
Imperial Physician Zhang shook his head. If he didn't use the knowledge, he would be too lazy to teach.