Chapter 6: Newbie Gift Pack

While Lan Mo was deep in thought, the words on the display screen changed—Novice Gift Pack?

Lan Mo tapped the gift box with her finger, and a Lucky Wheel popped up on the screen.

Plant Growth Potion, fertilizer, Quick Level Up, Return to the Future…

Return to the Future? Without a second thought, Lan Mo tapped “Start.” The wheel spun rapidly, and the pointer finally landed on “Five Hundred Multiverse Friends”?

What did this mean? Was it giving her five hundred friends?

Beep, beep, beep—the QQ icon on the display screen flashed incessantly. Was it automatically adding friends?

Lan Mo opened her QQ and saw that her username had somehow become “Little Pitiful of the Era.”

She tried to change it, but no matter what she did, it wouldn’t update. Just moments ago, she had received the treasure left by the original owner’s father—how could she be pitiful?

Forget it, if it couldn’t be changed, then so be it!

Lan Mo casually scrolled through her QQ friends list and couldn’t help but laugh. She never expected the others’ usernames to be even more bizarre.

“Farmer Has Some Land,” “Lives by the Sea and Meddles in Everything,” “Fake Heiress of a Wealthy Family,” “CEO’s Little Darling Wife,” “Home Has Mine, Heart Not Panicked”

“Little Useless in the Cultivation World,” “Ancient Martial Arts Senior Brother,” “Medicine Sect Grand Elder,” “Little Medicine Boy of Taishang Laojun,” “Flower Fairy of the Immortal Realm”

“Abandoned Consort of the Cold Palace,” “Republic-Era Great Detective,” “Apocalypse Zombie Queen,” “Quick Transmigration Little Cannon Fodder”…

Lan Mo casually checked their levels and was shocked. The lowest among them, “Farmer Has Some Land,” was already level thirty and had even unlocked the Ranch.

Even “Little Useless in the Cultivation World” was nearly level one hundred, while she was still at level zero. She felt a bit embarrassed to even think about stealing their “crops.”

Although ten Golden Pearls only exchanged for a level-zero QQ Farm, the Dog System must have had a pang of conscience, as it directly opened three plots of Yellow Land for her. The “little squares” on the screen actually amounted to one acre of land.

But shouldn’t level zero start with planting cabbage, radishes, wheat, and the like? Why did this Dog System provide her with only wild vegetable seeds for free?

Shepherd’s purse, sow thistle, dandelion, purslane, fern, cudweed… Life was already tough enough, and the Dog System was making her start with wild vegetables.

Well, at least these seeds didn’t cost any Gold Coins. A one-acre plot of radish seeds would cost twenty Gold Coins, and she currently had zero Experience Points and zero Gold Coins. She needed to earn money and experience quickly to level up!

Lan Mo decided to plant wild onions, sow thistle, and shepherd’s purse on the three plots. After planting, she noticed they would all take an hour to harvest.

In an hour, she would have to return to the hospital for work, so she probably wouldn’t have time to harvest them. Fortunately, these were wild vegetables, so even if they were stolen, she wouldn’t feel too bad.

“Farmer Has Some Land” seemed to have ripe crops—thirty plots all planted with watermelons? With a single swipe of the White Glove, she harvested a hundred watermelons into her Inventory.

Haha, perfect.

Should she take one back to eat?

As soon as Lan Mo had this thought, words flashed on the screen, accompanied by a series of warning beeps.

What?

She had to reach level ten before she could take anything out?

Reaching level one hundred would reward her with a hundred catties of gold?

When would she ever reach level one hundred? By the time she did, she’d probably have ascended to the heavens!

This Dog System was forcing her to level up!

But if she could reach level one hundred in her lifetime, leaving a fortune for her descendants wouldn’t be a bad idea.

Perhaps sensing the shift in Lan Mo’s state of mind, the system quickly displayed a new prompt: “Items outside can be stored in the space at any time…”

Lan Mo emerged from the space and, with a wave of her hand, collected all the medicinal herbs and several treasure chests from the cellar into it.

Now she could rest easy and head to work without worry!

Lan Mo climbed out of the cellar, repositioned the cargo container over it, locked the main door, and rode her bicycle back to the hospital.

“Comrade Xiao Lan, come here for a moment!”

“What is it, Director Qin?”

“I’m assigning you the new patient in Room Three, Bed Two.”

Lan Mo was no longer an intern, so the director naturally began gradually assigning patients to her.

“What happened to him?”

“I heard his leg was kicked by his own younger brother.”

“Alright, I understand.”

Lan Mo took a stethoscope from her drawer, casually hung it around her neck, and headed to Room Three.

“Hello, comrade! Please state your name, age, and home address.”

Li Haijun, seeing such a beautiful female doctor for the first time, grew nervous. “H-hello, comrade. My name is Li Haijun. I’m twenty-six years old, and I live at…”

“Alright, first tell me what happened to your left leg.”

“My father spent money and pulled some strings to get me a position at the machinery factory. When my younger brother found out, he tried to take the job for himself. I refused, so he kicked me hard twice. Doctor, my leg isn’t broken, is it?”

Lan Mo looked at Li Hongjun’s severely swollen left calf. “Let me examine it by touch first. Later, you’ll need to get an X-ray. ‘A hundred days to heal tendons and bones’—if there’s an issue with your leg, you might have to let your brother take that job after all.”

Li Hongjun said dejectedly, “Forget it. What can I do? He’s my own brother.”

Surprised by the young man’s acceptance, Lan Mo placed her hand on Li Haijun’s calf and pressed. Li Haijun screamed, “Ah! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!”

Lan Mo glanced at him and continued the examination, soon releasing her grip. “Alright, I’ll head back to the office to write you a slip. Have a family member come to pick it up, pay the fee, then go downstairs to the second floor for the X-ray.”

“Doctor, my mother went home to get money. When she returns, I’ll have her come to your office. Is that okay?”

“That’s fine. For now, lie down and rest. Don’t move your leg around.”

“Okay, thank you, Doctor!”

Since Lan Mo had only been assigned to the Orthopedics Department for half a day, Director Qin had given her just one patient. Lan Mo spent her time in the office creating patient files and writing medical records.

Just before her shift ended, she received Li Hongjun’s X-ray, which showed a minor fracture in his left tibia, requiring fixation treatment.

Lan Mo fetched several pieces of fir bark, cotton, and gauze, prepared three fixation splints, mixed the herbal medicine prescribed for external application, and headed to the ward with Nurse Wang.

Whether applying the herbal medicine or performing the fixation, Lan Mo moved with practiced ease, as if she had done it countless times before.

This was all thanks to the original host’s excellent grandfather. When she was around ten years old, he had personally taught her bone-setting techniques.

Sigh. Not only had an obstetrics doctor ended up in the 1960s, but the original host, who had studied Western medicine—a highly sought-after field—had still been transferred from the Emergency Department to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Orthopedics Department.

Well, she was like a brick, to be moved wherever needed.

After her shift, Lan Mo rode her bicycle home and shared the day’s events with her family. Old Master Lan was quite pleased—with his granddaughter in orthopedics, he felt his legacy was being carried on.

Lan Jingtian frowned and said, “Momo, if you don’t want to work in the Orthopedics Department, Dad can talk to your Hospital Director.”

“Dad, forget it! As long as it’s within my field of study, it doesn’t matter which department I’m in. Learning more won’t hurt me. Who knows, maybe someday I’ll learn a few tricks from the head doctor of the Obstetrics Department and eventually transfer there to become a doctor?”

“Do you want to be an Obstetrics Department doctor? Why didn’t you choose that major when you were in school? Momo, you’re already twenty years old. Are you thinking about dating and having children?”

We were talking about work—how did it suddenly shift to dating?

Youth lasts a long time; there’s no rush to fall in love! She’s only twenty now. In her past life, she hadn’t dated even at twenty-eight and had no idea what dating felt like.

They say love makes people blind. Once a woman falls in love, her intelligence drops. That’s not scary in itself, but if it affects her future children, that would be troublesome.

“Dad, I’m still young. I’m not in a hurry to find someone.”

Lan Guochang chuckled and said, “Jingtian, that guy surnamed Tan under your command—his daughter got married at sixteen, didn’t she?”

“Dad, how can his daughter compare to mine? His daughter didn’t even finish middle school. Finding someone early was so a man could support her. My daughter is a college graduate, now a great doctor. She doesn’t need some smelly man to support her. Meimei and I earn enough to support our Momo with plenty to spare.”

“Dad, I have a salary. I can support myself. You should save your money for retirement!”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. Dad can support you for a lifetime. Just don’t be fooled by those smelly men out there! That Tan Nianhui didn’t raise his daughter well. She was greedy from a young age and got lured away by a few meals of braised pork. At first, Old Tan disagreed, but when the groom’s family sent two pigs as a betrothal gift, Old Tan happily agreed to the marriage. Sweetheart, you’re so capable and beautiful. Don’t let a few pigs fool you.”

“Pfft, Dad, since you’re so worried, how about you screen my future partners? Only if you agree will I date them!”

“Good, good, good. Dad will definitely screen them carefully for you.”

After the laughter, Lan Mo went back to the kitchen to help her Mom cook. It was the same few home-style dishes, over and over.

A stir-fried potato slices, steamed eggplant with garlic paste, and stir-fried chives with dried tofu. Since they were having steamed rice for dinner, there was also a side of cabbage in rice soup. On top of the rice steamer, several large sweet potatoes were steaming.

Eating one sweet potato meant eating one less bowl of rice. The leftover rice would be used for breakfast tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Lan Mo wanted to quickly level up her farm to level ten. By then, she could eat the grains she grew herself and maybe even earn some pocket money.