A four-year-old medical prodigy descended to the mortal realm, and the entire capital sought her tre

"Also, the medicine I drank had a grassy taste, which is not a characteristic of Dr. Yu's previous decoctions."

"Since drinking that bowl of medicine, my legs have felt noticeably lighter."

Zhou Ruoxin realized that Zhao Jinzhong seemed to know everything she had done.

Now that she knows, what's the point of keeping it a secret? She still needs to heal him to restore her spiritual power.

Zhou Ruo was a little discouraged, but mustered her courage and asked, "If I told you I know medicine, would you kill me?"

Zhao Jinzhong couldn't understand Zhou Ruo's thinking. "You've saved me so many times, and I want to kill you? What kind of person do you take me for?"

He was amused by the little boy's words.

"You really won't kill me?"

Many of the people who killed her in her previous life had received her kindness, but that didn't stop them from wanting to kill her.

A gentleman's word is as good as his bond!

Zhou Ruo didn't understand. If he didn't kill her, what did it have to do with Ma?

But she still nodded in belief.

"You believe what I say so easily?" Zhao Jinzhong asked.

The little girl in front of me was so resistant and afraid of me just now, how come she believes me again after just a few words?

"My brother is a good person. I'll give you an orange; the smell will help you."

"The pomelo branches and leaves I gave you will last you for three days."

"I'll give you acupuncture, and you'll calm down soon."

"Although I know medicine, it is currently restricted, and I can only use less than 20% of it."

"But it works very well on you because you are a good person."

"Because my brother has righteous energy, my medical skills were able to work so quickly."

Zhou Ruo suddenly babbled out a lot of things that didn't sound like something a four-year-old child would say.

Zhao Jinzhong looked at his younger sister, who was much younger than him, and seemed to be deep in thought.

"Brother, do you know why your leg hasn't healed for so long?"

Zhao Jinzhong's eyes suddenly dimmed.

Thanks to Dr. Yu's treatment, the broken bones in his legs had long since been set and healed.

However, in the past two years, the pain in his legs has become increasingly severe.

Later, he began to suspect that there was another reason behind his illness.

So over the past two years, he has gradually become more reserved and speaks less and less.

Besides silently enduring pain that most people could not bear, he also secretly observed everyone in the mansion.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhou Ruo sat back down on the edge of the bed and leaned over to look at him.

After a long while, Zhao Jinzhong looked at her and whispered three words: "Aunt Song."

"Ah! Brother, you know!"

Zhou Ruo jumped off the bed, clapped her hands happily, and jumped twice, as if celebrating that she had found an ally.

For the first time, she realized that having someone to share a secret with is a comforting thing.

"You've only been in the manor for less than half a month, how did you know?"

To possess such medical skills at such a young age, and to be able to identify the person who wanted to harm him in such a short time.

Zhao Jinzhong felt that the younger sister in front of him was not simple.

"I can see black energy on your legs, just like the black energy on her body."

"Black mist?"

Just as Zhao Jinzhong was wondering what was going on, a servant came from outside to report.

"Come in!" Zhao Jinzhong shouted to the outside, while gesturing for Zhou Ruo to be quiet.

"Young General!"

Wu Ding rushed into the house, intending to report to Zhao Jinzhong, but hesitated when he saw Zhou Ruo.

"It's alright, this is my sister Zhou Ruo, just say it."

Zhao Jinzhong's words revealed his trust and protection of Zhou Ruo, which warmed Zhou Ruo's heart.

Wu Ding had served Zhao Jinzhong for many years, and he quickly understood his meaning.

"Reporting to the young general, someone has arrived at Ningxiang Courtyard."

Zhao Jinzhong turned to look at Zhou Ruo, wanting to see her reaction, but found her looking completely bewildered.

"Why...why are you looking at me like that? What is Ningxiang Courtyard?" Zhou Ruo asked weakly.

"Ningxiang Courtyard is Aunt Song's courtyard."

Zhou Ruo recalled that at 5 PM, she was in the backyard, where she had dissolved the rooster's blood in her palm and used her spiritual power to protect the extremely strong yang energy of the blood.

After returning to her room, she deliberately bumped into Aunt Song and used her spiritual power to cover the rooster's blood aura on the jade pendant.

The black energy that Aunt Song had been trying to control with her mental energy was affected, and she also experienced some physical discomfort.

So, are the people appearing in Aunt Song's courtyard now related to the dark aura surrounding her?

"I'll go, I'll go."

Zhou Ruo raised her arm high, as if eager to join in some fun.

Seeing that Zhao Jinzhong did not respond, she blinked at him hard again, and Zhao Jinzhong acquiesced.

But Wu Ding was different.

Zhao Jinzhong had long ago assigned him to keep an eye on Ningxiang Courtyard.

Although he did not understand the young general's intentions, he knew that this matter was not simple.

This young lady, who is only a few years old, said she wanted to go. What's the point of such a small child joining in the fun?

Zhao Jinzhong saw through Wu Ding's doubts.

"You accompany Miss, just make sure she gets safely into Ningxiang Courtyard and gets close to Aunt Song, and let her do whatever else she wants."

"You don't need to interfere, but you must protect her."

He couldn't explain much to Wu Ding at the moment, so he could only issue orders.

"Young General, this might not be appropriate!"

Wu Ding was in a dilemma. He was afraid that something might happen to the young lady, and even more afraid that she would make a mistake.

"Do as I say!"

At only twelve years old, Zhao Jinzhong was mature beyond his years, and his commanding tone made Wu Ding dare not hesitate any longer.

He could only bow and reply, "Yes, Young General!"

Zhou Ruo, who was standing nearby, also noticed Wu Ding's worry and stepped forward to say:

"I promise I won't run around."

Zhou Ruo raised her three tiny fingers as if making a vow, looking very serious.

Wu Ding hesitated, wanting to speak but daring not to say anything more.

"Then...then when we get back, I'll pick some fruit for you to eat!"

Zhou Ruo used her "trump card" in an attempt to make Wu Ding more willing.

Wu Ding sighed softly and said indifferently, "Miss, you should leave quickly, or she might leave."

Zhou Ruo followed behind Wu Ding, chuckling as he walked.

See? There's nothing a meal of fruit can't solve! Fruit is her everything.

The saying goes, "Food is the most important thing for the people."

Wu Ding led Zhou Ruo through the side gate of Ningxiang Courtyard.

A year ago, Zhao Jinzhong asked him to monitor Ningxiang Courtyard, and he had already arranged for an inside man.

The two, one big and one small, arrived smoothly at the entrance of Aunt Song's inner courtyard.

Wu Ding was secretly informed by his informant that there was an important matter in the inner courtyard that night, and no one was allowed to enter.

After Wu Ding finished talking with his informant in the shadows, he turned around, but Zhou Ruo had already disappeared.

Wu Ding stood there, stunned and looking around blankly. The thing he had feared had still happened.

He and his informant were so engrossed in whispering to each other that they didn't notice when the young lady had run away.

He lowered his voice, cupped his hands around his mouth, and called out "Miss" twice to those around him, but there was no response.

He dared not shout anymore, for fear of disturbing the inner courtyard, and could only carefully search the courtyard.