[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-a-hospital-in-another-world":3,"chapter-a-hospital-in-another-world-a-hospital-in-another-world-chapter-924":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","A Hospital in Another World?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},529756,782,"Chapter >>>Tags A Hospital in Another Wor 3 Share Loading content Loading content Loading content Loading content$ USD•English (United States)•Sitemap•Rep","a-hospital-in-another-world-chapter-924",924,"\u003Cp>Silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Utterly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deathly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment the golden wings floated in the air and made a sound, the visitors from the Eagle God's Kingdom had already turned around and bowed. Halfway through, they froze:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seductive figure of the Snake Woman lay on the ground like a snake, her head half-raised, her neck stiff as if petrified. Garrett thought she might need a chiropractic adjustment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two Golden Eagle Warriors knelt on one knee, their right hands on their chests, bowing deeply. On the left, the younger Traka wobbled and quickly supported himself with his left hand on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the right, the older one managed to remain steady at first. But at the mention of \"Plague Lord,\" he whipped his head around, then quickly turned back to face the golden wings, his spine making a cracking sound...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention the Red Hawk Tribe's chieftain, whose eyes bulged out like two small light bulbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The high shaman of the Black Panther Tribe made a grating sound in his throat but couldn't utter a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chieftains and high shamans of various other smaller tribes scattered around stared wide-eyed, their eyes nearly popping out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long moment of silence, the priestess Tetra finally took a deep breath, breaking free from her petrified state. She turned around, for the first time shedding her seductive demeanor, and solemnly bowed her head to Garrett. With both hands on the ground, she gracefully bent forward:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I apologize for my offense. I did not expect you to be a divine child...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hey!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don't do this!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am not the son of the Thunder God!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did you all translate it? From the Radiant Church to the Eagle God's Kingdom to the long-distance spell transmission, it went through three or four hands and turned \"the youngest disciple of the Lord of Thunder\" into \"the son of the Thunder God\"!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This level of translation would be sent back for revision if it were a publisher; they wouldn't approve it without changes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The son of the Thunder God...the son of the Thunder God...hahaha...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the mind link, Cirilla couldn't stop laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garrett really suspected that if it weren't transmitted through the mind link, she would be laughing so hard she couldn't breathe... Or maybe not; dragons have large lung capacities and could probably laugh for ten minutes straight without stopping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking back quickly, Bernard's face was stiff, his mouth twitching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Baronsimo looked confused, emitting an aura of \"Who am I? Where am I? What did I hear?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The native boy Radon stared at him with eyes full of admiration, stars practically floating out of his pupils...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although... this translation isn't entirely unreasonable...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garrett thought for a moment, it might be that the natives couldn't understand what \"the youngest disciple of the Lord of Thunder, a legendary mage\" meant and directly translated it into the Thunder God, and then the youngest disciple became the son?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine, as a legendary mage who has transcended mortals and can kill demigods...or gods, being called the Thunder God isn't entirely wrong. But, being called the son of the Thunder God is too much!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don't carry any divinity!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Internally grumbling madly, Garrett could only nod stiffly, uttering vague sounds of \"hmm\" and \"oh.\" Then he quickly steered the conversation back on track:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, can we continue discussing the cooperation plan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Divine Child.\" The priestess obediently saluted. She sat properly on the ground, bowed her head, raised it, straightened her back, and sat upright. Her entire spine undulated like a snake, looking particularly pleasing to the eye, truly deserving of the title \"Snake Woman.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garrett just wanted to cover his face:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's drop this topic, please! Stop calling me Divine Child! If this title reaches the Kent Kingdom, it'll be social death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait a minute.\" Beside the priestess, the young Golden Eagle Warrior Traka suddenly interrupted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How can you prove you are indeed the son of the Thunder God?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Traka! This is a divine oracle!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priestess exclaimed in surprise. Traka lowered his head to apologize but remained firm in his tone:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry. I naturally dare not question the divine oracle—it's just that when we report back, we are asking about 'Garrett Nordmark's' identity. But, how do you prove you are Garrett Nordmark?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To prove I'm myself? This is easier than proving \"my mom is my mom,\" especially with an ID... Garrett reached for his mage badge, but paused mid-motion:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mage badge works when two badges are swiped together to display the information stored in it, or on a specific machine in the mage tower. Now with just one mage badge, who can I swipe it with?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As you said, you came from afar. The people here who know you, who know your original identity, are all your followers.\" The Golden Eagle Warrior bowed slightly, his tone solemn, his expression sincere:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This cooperation is too important for us to be cautious. Sorry, besides your followers' accounts, is there any other way to prove you are indeed the son of the Thunder God?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I... I can't prove it. I'm not the teacher's son, just his youngest disciple; I really don't have divinity... Garrett's thoughts raced, and suddenly, a light bulb went off. He raised his hand and casually flicked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A streak of lightning leaped from his hand, transforming into a palm-sized white cat, silently landing in his palm. The cat appeared silver-white at first glance, but on closer inspection, each hair was a small lightning bolt, constantly jumping and sparking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garrett scratched its chin, and the cat closed its eyes, lifted its head to enjoy the moment, and then rolled lazily in his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grand temple was dead silent. The chieftains and warriors were better off, but the priests, who were more sensitive to energy and mystical powers, stared at the silver cat with bristling hair, subconsciously holding their breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garrett lowered his head, petting the cat. Once, twice, until Cirilla grew impatient and snatched the silver cat away. Only then did he raise his head and ask with a smile:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"May I ask, is this proof enough?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priestess quickly nodded. Are you kidding me? That cat looks small and delicate, but inside, it contains boundless destructive power. If those silver thunderbolts were released here, everyone in the temple would be dead!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To restrain the power of thunder to this extent, even giving it intelligence, who else could it be but the Thunder God?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gazed longingly at the little cat, and Cirilla, sensing her stare, glared back. The priestess hurriedly averted her eyes, not daring to provoke the girl who ate golden light as snacks, and smiled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Honorable Divine Child, please forgive our ignorance...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No... Garrett felt faint, the laughter behind him intensifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is truly social death; hopefully, this story won't spread back home, hopefully, Mr. Baronsimo can keep his mouth shut...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, he couldn't turn back to remind his companions now. Let alone remind them, he hadn't even finished lamenting when the priestess hit him with another bombshell:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"May I ask, as the Plague Lord, what is your relationship with the Plague Maiden?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pu...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Cirilla couldn't suppress her laughter. Garrett felt a tightness in his chest, golden stars dancing before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plague Lord... Plague Lord... Plague Lord is just a nickname! A nickname! Don't pair me up with the Plague Maiden!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That gaunt girl in black, with flies as her hem and mosquitoes as her ribbons, miasma as her makeup, formed from the natives' fear of disease, wielding some plague power, whether a totem god or some other demigod...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don't ship us together!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have no relationship with the Plague Maiden.\" He replied sternly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was born, raised, and became a mage in the Kent Kingdom. This is my first time in the New World, arriving only three days ago, and I've never set foot in the Plague Maiden's domain—so what relationship could I have with her? What relationship, I ask?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he questioned, the silver cat jumped from Cirilla's lap to his shoulder. It raised its paw and gave a small \"meow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Electric sparks flashed from its eyes and claws. A faint foul smell wafted through the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Divine Child, please do not be angry!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priestess, panicking, bowed down again. She extended her hands, pressed her forehead to the ground, and softly pleaded:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We mean no offense... We just want to know if you possess any plague powers, and if you could take those powers from the Plague Maiden...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garrett sighed. He raised his hand slightly, wanting to rub his forehead, but ultimately lowered it:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The title 'Plague Lord' is a joke, meaning my research on plagues is more advanced than others. In fact, my focus is on why plagues occur, how to stop their spread, and how to prevent and treat these diseases.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought for a moment, then retrieved a stack of journals from his space bag. Opening them one by one, he placed them on a floating disc and pushed them towards the priestess:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These are the papers I've written. Because of my research, my elders once jokingly called me that, and it spread, becoming my nickname.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ess raised her head, looking bewildered. Meanwhile, the two Golden Eagle Warriors and several high priests nearby instinctively leaned back, avoiding the floating disc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half in fear, half in curiosity. Garrett saw several people hesitating, hands reaching out and retracting, wanting to grab a book or tear a page:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this your gift?—If we paste it on the Plague Maiden or burn it in front of her, can we take her power?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garrett quickly retrieved the floating disc. With a wave of his hand, all the journals were stuffed back into the space bag, not to be taken out again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These are papers! Papers! My research results! To truly stop the spread of the plague, you need these—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed to the cowpox vaccine beside the priestess:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They need to be mass-produced, which I can't do alone. I need many assistants!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Table of content-Next Chapter >>>\u003C\u002Fp>",1681,"2026-05-30T13:39:47.206Z","2026-06-01T04:31:21.864Z",1,"novelbin.me","3251f91d9035bc58a3957277760db1ed55cdb4edf6429bcc0cde0e1898f168f6","a-hospital-in-another-world-chapter-925","a-hospital-in-another-world-chapter-923",925,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fa-hospital-in-another-world-cover.jpg"]