"My lord, that was everything in the dream."
The moment she heard the strange voice beyond the palace gates, she jolted awake.
Then the physician told her she had slept for a full three days and four nights. Her condition had even alarmed Qi Yuanliang and Liao Shao Mei, who had sent people to watch over her bedside and report the instant she awoke. Bei Jiu still remembered the worry on the physician's face.
"...If you hadn't still been breathing and able to turn over, even my teacher would've worried you weren't going to wake up. You can't push yourself this hard again. In the future..." The female physician caring for her had gone on and on, while the "teacher" she mentioned was Elder Physician Dong, the finest doctor at the clinic. Bei Jiu had once sought a few remedies from him after spraining her wrist, though he was a little long-winded. "...We're not Literary Scholars or Martial Gall Warriors, who have Literary and Martial Qi protecting them. They can go for days without sleep if they really push themselves. We're only flesh and blood; go several days without sleep and we'll die. Do you feel unwell anywhere?"
Newly awakened, Bei Jiu was still caught up in her dream. Before she could sort out her thoughts, the physician had already buried her in a pile of instructions.
A thought instinctively came to her—
No wonder she was Elder Physician Dong's disciple.
She was good at medicine, and she talked a lot, too.
Ever since her teacher passed away, Bei Jiu had faced the world alone. It had been a long time since anyone had cared for her so meticulously. It warmed her heart.
"I don't feel unwell at all."
Her empty stomach, however, refused to cooperate and staged a rebellion