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

As An Chang watched the Seventh Princess depart, her heart remained heavy with worry.

He asked Zhou Ruo, "Ruo Ruo, I heard from Jia Yuntian that Zi Ying was poisoned and won't live past twenty. Is that true?"

Zhou Ru blinked, then turned to Jia Yuntian and asked, "Is it true?"

Jia Yuntian was a little confused by Zhou Ruo's question. "That's what the medical books say."

Zhou Ruo thought about it and realized that if it were a mortal medical method, this might be the result.

After all, people who have been tormented by heat and cold toxins will suffer varying degrees of damage to their internal organs.

Zhou Ruo thought about it and nodded, "Hmm, that makes sense."

An Chang panicked even more: "What? Then... what do we do?"

Zhou Ruo calmly said:

"Don't worry, Brother Anchang. My medical methods are different from those in medical books."

"I've cured the beautiful lady; she'll live for a very, very long time!"

She has cleaned the Seventh Princess of all poison and restored her internal organs.

As for physical function, the Seventh Princess is not like Zhao Jinzhong who could only lie down or sit and could not move around.

So there are no problems with her health anymore.

Hearing Zhou Ruo say that Zi Ying was alright, his horrified expression finally eased a little.

But he still asked Zhou Ruo with lingering doubt, "Really?"

Zhou Ruo nodded and smiled, saying, "Really. But... the princess's mother isn't in good health either."

Just now, after Zhou Ruo's spiritual power recovered to 70%, she suddenly discovered that...

He could see it through the lingering vapors of the poison scar on the Seventh Princess's face.

The princess's poison came from her mother's body.

Through the power of spiritual energy, Zhou Ruo saw that when her sister's mother was pregnant, someone had poisoned her with a combination of heat and cold.

When my older sister was born, she carried all the heat and cold toxins from my mother's body into her own.

Therefore, her mother did not have any poison scars from the heat and cold poison, but her body had already been damaged by the poison.

At the same time, Zhou Ruo also discovered that the "spiritual source power" she activated could help her see the cause and source of the disease directly through the symptoms.

An Chang was shocked. "You...you...you...you've never even met Consort Zheng, yet you know she's unwell?"

Zhou Ruo: "Because the hot and cold toxins that the pretty sister has come from her mother."

If her mother doesn't receive treatment, it's likely that her sister's mother won't live past twenty years.

"No wonder..." An Chang said as he recalled, "Every time I saw the Imperial Concubine, she always looked sickly."

"What should we do then?" An Chang asked anxiously.

Consort Zheng was a kind-hearted person. Every time Consort An entered the palace and met her, she would show him motherly care.

Sometimes she would give him delicious snacks, and An Chang had liked her since he was a child.

Zhou Ruo: "Tell her to come find me, or I can treat her."

An Chang thought for a moment, then looked at Zhao Jinzhong, and the two exchanged a glance and understood each other's answer.

Zhao Jinzhong said, "It's difficult. First of all, the Imperial Concubine rarely leaves the palace."

An Chang continued, "Secondly, it would be very difficult for you, Ruoruo, to enter the harem."

Zhao Jinzhong nodded. "That's right. Even if you could get into the Imperial Concubine's palace, how could she easily let you perform acupuncture treatment?"

After some analysis, An Chang found himself restless and uneasy.

Zhou Ruo thought to herself, if only she had the antidote pills from her previous life.

At the same time, Jia Yuntian was also actively looking for solutions. He discovered that Zhou Ruo used silver needles to treat her illness, so he thought of:

"Miss, could you please prepare some antidote for the Imperial Concubine and have someone bring it into the palace?"

"Yes, yes," Zhou Ruo raised her hands and looked at her small and clumsy body.

Grinding medicine requires strength, calcining requires precise control of the heat, and there are a whole host of other steps involved, all of which are very difficult for her to complete at present.

She said with a hint of grievance, "I could make antidote pills, but I can't..."

"Miss, I can help!" Jia Yuntian said.

"I learned how to make pills from my master, I know all the procedures, you just need to teach me how to prepare the medicine!"

Zhou Ruo's eyes immediately lit up with hope. "Really? That's wonderful!"

An Chang saw hope and a smile finally appeared on his face. "Once the pills are made, I will take them to the palace for the Imperial Concubine."

Jia Yuntian looked somewhat uncomfortable.

"Miss, please stop asking me if it's true. Although my surname is Jia, I never lie."

What's the joke? It made everyone burst into laughter, and the tense atmosphere from before was dispelled by the laughter.

Without hesitation, Zhou Ruo immediately told Jia Yuntian what medicinal herbs needed to be prepared.

During the preparation of medicinal materials, everyone discovered that An Chang had prepared a very complete range of medicines when setting up the clinic.

An Chang arranged for several kinds of precious medicines that other pharmacies might not have.

According to him, these precious medicinal herbs were all taken from the storeroom of the Prince An's mansion.

Listening to Zhou Ruo's arrangements for Jia Yuntian, An Chang couldn't help but sigh, "I think you guys really have to praise me again."

Zhao Jinzhong found him amusing: "Haven't you been praised enough yet?"

"See how farsighted I was? I even prepared a pharmacy for you. Otherwise, where would you make your pills now?"

An Chang was arrogant.

Jia Yuntian was puzzled: "But a pharmacy is a standard feature of a medical clinic."

Isn't it normal for a clinic to have a pharmacy?

An Chang was speechless at Jia Yuntian's words and instantly felt embarrassed: "Jia Yuntian, no one will think you're mute if you don't speak!"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh out loud, and An Chang felt that he had really made a fool of himself.

After Zhou Ruo finished explaining the pill-making process to Jia Yuntian, seeing that there were no patients in the clinic, she went over and took Zhao Jinzhong's hand:

"Brother, let's go see Grandma!"

Having just obtained the power of the spiritual source, Zhou Ruo wanted to quickly take a look at her grandmother, hoping to find a new treatment approach.

Zhao Jinzhong was pulled out of the clinic by Zhou Ruo, and An Chang quickly followed, saying, "Hey! Wait for me!"

When Zhou Ruo and the other two arrived at the backyard of Prince An's mansion, they saw An Nan practicing his boxing skills.

There were only maids and servants standing nearby; the instructor was nowhere to be seen.

An Nan struggled with the same movement repeatedly, seemingly stuck.

Zhou Ruo stopped to watch, and Zhao Jinzhong also stopped. He immediately saw the problem with An Nan's actions.

An Chang urged the two, "Come on, come on, what's so interesting about this!"

An Chang thought An Nan was incredibly stupid; how could she get stuck on that movement?

Zhou Ruo ignored him, staring intently at An Nan's martial arts demonstration. "Beautiful!"

An Chang couldn't do anything about her, and Zhao Jinzhong didn't care either. He could only sit on the veranda, with his back to An Nan, and sulk.

An Nan noticed that someone had stopped and was looking at her from a distance, so she stopped what she was doing and looked over as well.

Upon seeing Zhao Jinzhong, she immediately begged him for help:

"Young General, I can't seem to get this move right. Could you teach me?"

"Okay!" Zhao Jinzhong replied and walked over.

An Chang heard An Nan asking Zhao Jinzhong for advice, and he became unhappy again.

He muttered to himself, "He doesn't even ask his own brother, but insists on asking someone else!"

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, and the angrier I got, the more I disliked An Nan...

He'll be driven crazy by his own incompetence one day!

Zhou Ruo watched as Zhao Jinzhong instructed An Nan on the movements, which looked very cool, and unconsciously started to imitate him as well.