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

Zhou Ruo's little brain worked at a high intensity for nearly 45 minutes.

An Chang couldn't sit still and had already slipped out.

An Nan felt sleepy while sitting and fell asleep on the table.

Only the Empress Dowager and Zhao Jinzhong silently watched Zhou Ruo, quietly waiting for her.

Zhou Ruo removed the silver needles, took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily.

She asked the Dowager Princess, "Grandmother, where can I find the Vermilion Bird Grass?"

"Vermilion Bird Grass? Grandmother has never heard of it. What is it?"

Zhou Ruo said, "It's a red grass, very, very red."

That's what the book says.

The Empress Dowager shook her head.

Zhou Ruo then turned to ask Zhao Jinzhong, but Zhao Jinzhong was too young to know.

Just then, An Chang returned. "Oh! Ruoruo's awake?"

Zhou Ruo asked blankly, "I wasn't asleep."

An Chang laughed at her, "I saw you staring at that silver needle without blinking. I thought you were asleep with your eyes open."

Zhou ignored him and asked instead, "Do you know what a Vermilion Bird Grass is?"

"Vermilion Bird Grass? Vermilion Bird has grass? How can there be such a thing?" An Chang wondered.

Okay, no need to ask anymore.

Now Zhou Ruo is in an even more difficult situation. She already knows the antidote to get rid of the spirit insects, but she can't find the antidote. What should she do?

Seeing Zhou Ruo's troubled expression, the Dowager Consort guessed what was going on:

"Ruo'er, is it necessary to find the Vermilion Bird Grass to cure Grandmother?"

Zhou Ruo nodded vigorously three times, her eyes filled with helplessness.

The Dowager Princess held her tightly and comforted her, saying:

"It's okay. If you really can't find it, just do what you did before: whenever Grandma has an attack, give her acupuncture."

"But what if the acupuncture doesn't work?" This was the first time Zhou Ruo had encountered such a problem; she knew the answer but couldn't solve it.

The Dowager said in a very relaxed tone, "If the acupuncture doesn't work, then Grandmother can just leave."

"I don't want to!" Zhou Ru buried her head in the Empress Dowager's chest and sobbed softly.

That night, Zhou Ruo left the Prince An's residence filled with disappointment.

The next day, she and Zhao Jinzhong went to the Imperial Hospital to see Li Chengquan.

"Vermilion Bird Grass? That's just something from legends." Li Chengquan was well-versed in medical books, so it wasn't surprising that he knew about it.

"In such an extremely hot place, nothing grows. Even if such a thing truly existed, how could anyone approach it?"

Li Chengquan knew about the Vermilion Bird Grass, but he didn't believe that such a thing truly existed in the world.

After finally finding someone who knew about the Vermilion Bird Grass, they were told that such a thing did not exist in the human world.

Zhou Ruo, who had just seen a glimmer of hope, was disappointed again.

She returned to the clinic, sat down at the desk, and was in low spirits.

When she wasn't seeing patients, she would draw patterns of jasmine on paper.

This was the first time Jia Yuntian had seen Zhou Ruo so downcast. He took two pieces of fruit and went to Zhou Ruo's side.

"Miss, would it make you feel better if you had some fruit?"

Zhou Ruo looked at the fruit Jia Yuntian handed her, nodded, took one, and started eating it.

When Jia Yuntian inadvertently saw the grass drawn on Zhou Ruozhi's paper, his heart skipped a beat.

Sweat immediately broke out on his forehead, his hair stood on end, and cold sweat poured down his back.

"Miss, does this thing you drew... have color?" Jia Yuntian asked, holding his breath.

"It's red!" Zhou Ruo imagined in her mind whether the red of the Vermilion Bird Grass was as red as a red lantern.

Jia Yuntian froze instantly, accidentally knocking another fruit off the table and onto the ground.

When Jia Yuntian asked, "Does this thing have color?" Zhao Jinzhong felt that Jia's focus was a bit abrupt.

Jia Yuntian's subsequent reaction further convinced Zhao Jinzhong that Jia's condition was somewhat abnormal.

"Do you know about the Vermilion Bird Grass?" Zhao Jinzhong, sitting behind Zhou Ruo, suddenly asked Jia Yuntian.

"Huh?" Jia Yuntian's eyes darted around. "No! No... I don't know him..."

After saying that, he walked back to the counter in a panic.

Zhou Ruo also noticed Jia Yuntian's unusual behavior, the kind of unusual behavior that any child could easily notice.

Zhao Jinzhong stood up and walked to the counter.

With a serious expression, he said to Jia Yuntian, "No, you know about the Vermilion Bird Grass."

Jia Yuntian was stunned for a moment, then a stiff smile appeared on his pale face. "Hey, young general, I have no reason to lie to you."

"Hmm?" Zhou Ruo looked at Jia Yuntian more and more and found him strange.

Zhou Ruo's eyes darted around unconsciously, and she suddenly said to Zhao Jinzhong mischievously:

"Brother, Vermilion Bird Grass is an extremely cold substance, it's normal that Jia Yuntian didn't know that."

"It is an extremely hot substance, not..." Jia Yuntian suddenly stopped speaking, but it was too late.

"Haha! You really do know about the Vermilion Bird Grass!" Zhou Ruo said, pointing at Jia Yuntian with a smile.

"You know, so what? You've read so many medical books, what's so strange about knowing about the Vermilion Bird Grass?"

Zhou Ruo didn't understand. "You lied this time!"

"Heh...heh..." Jia Yuntian let out a cold laugh without any expression.

Zhao Jinzhong stared at Jia Yuntian in silence for a long time, hesitating to speak several times.

"Yun Tian." This was the first time Zhao Jinzhong had addressed him this way.

Jia Yuntian was somewhat surprised, because all the people who addressed him that way were dead.

Only his family used to call him that.

"Was the Jia family's property raided back then related to the Vermilion Bird Grass?" Zhao Jinzhong asked this question cautiously.

"I..." Jia Yuntian suddenly stopped himself from saying the words that were about to slip out, "I don't know..."

Jia Yuntian secretly admired Zhao Jinzhong.

Based solely on his own performance just now, Zhao Jinzhong could guess the connection between Zhu Que Cao and the Jia family's downfall.

Zhao Jinzhong ignored Jia Yuntian's denials and continued to ask:

"So, do you know where to find redbud?"

Upon hearing this question, Jia Yuntian suddenly looked up at Zhao Jinzhong, his pupils dilating instantly.

"Young General, I...I don't know what you're talking about..."

Zhao Jinzhong smiled. "Really?"

He asked all the questions he wanted to ask, and Jia Yuntian's attitude provided the answers.

Every time Jia Yuntian denied something, his eyes confirmed Zhao Jinzhong's point.

Zhao Jinzhong turned around and went back to his seat, picked up his book and continued reading.

Jia Yuntian buried himself in the medicinal herb registration book, but not a single word on it entered his mind.

A customer came in to buy medicine and called out to Jia Yuntian several times before he came to his senses.

Seeing Jia Yuntian's unusual behavior, Zhou Ruo quietly asked Zhao Jinzhong:

"Brother, he clearly knows about the Vermilion Bird Grass, so why won't he admit it? He knows where it grows, right?"

Zhao Jinzhong patted Zhou Ruo's hair and said softly, "Ruo Ruo, don't worry, there will always be a way."

"Oh..." Zhou Ruo was indeed very anxious, the kind of anxious that makes one's heart pound.

When the Seventh Princess returned to the palace from the Ling Shu Pavilion that day, Consort Zheng had not yet discovered that her token had been taken away.

On a whim, the Seventh Princess changed into Jin'er's clothes, took the token, and went to Consort Zheng's Xiangxi Palace in person.

Jin'er led the way, and she wasn't wearing a veil. The two of them entered Xiangxi Palace.

The guards saw that the person who came was a maidservant of the princess, and the person behind her also looked somewhat familiar, so they did not stop her.