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

"Quickly, go see your brother!"

Zhou Ruo was helped up by Si Qiao, but her legs were weak.

"Siqiao, back." She stretched out her hands, wanting to climb onto Siqiao's back.

Siqiao saw through the paper window that the lady and the nanny had already been driven out.

He didn't care about anything else, picked up Zhou Ruo and ran to catch up.

The servants in Wude Courtyard were all busy, and the atmosphere was tense and oppressive.

As usual, Doctor Yu arrived at Wude Hospital as soon as possible. When Zhou Ruo and the others arrived, he was already giving acupuncture.

After finishing the morning court session, Zhao Yucheng rushed to the drill ground, only to be informed by a guard on the way that Zhao Jinzhong had encountered an accident.

He rushed back as fast as he could, arriving at Wude Academy second only to Doctor Yu.

"I'm afraid the young general won't make it this time, will he?"

"I think it's going to be tough. When I went in to change the water just now, I saw him in so much pain that he was almost unconscious."

"I've never seen the young general in so much pain before; even Doctor Yu's needles couldn't get in."

The servants outside, unable to exert any force, huddled in a corner and whispered amongst themselves.

He Mama, who was passing by, heard them and glared at them before they reluctantly dispersed.

As soon as Zhou Ruo and his group arrived outside Wude Academy, they heard Zhao Jinzhong's heart-wrenching screams.

Ji Ping's legs went weak, and tears welled up in her eyes. She forced back her tears and, with great distress, was helped into Zhao Jinzhong's room by Granny Wang.

Siqiao carried Zhou Ruo all the way to Zhao Jinzhong's house, put her down, and helped her to her side.

After a while, Zhou Ruo finally recovered.

She stood close to Ji Ping near the bed and her heart skipped a beat when she saw the condition of Zhao Jinzhong's legs.

The small bag she used her spiritual power to protect Zhao Jinzhong's legs last night is now as big as a bucket.

Aunt Song is such a bad person! Zhou Ru thought to herself.

At the same time, she also saw that Doctor Yu was concentrating on giving Zhao Jinzhong acupuncture, but it was all for nothing.

She recalled the day Doctor Yu mocked her for being illiterate, and silently called him a "fake doctor" again.

Zhao Jinzhong continued to lie in bed and perform his role with great effort.

Zhao Yucheng paced back and forth by the bedside. Even the seasoned general could not hide his anxiety in front of his seriously ill son.

Ji Ping sat next to Doctor Yu, watching Zhao Jinzhong's pained expression, tears streaming down her face.

After a while, Aunt Song also arrived.

Chuntao helped her in and found a chair for her to sit next to Ji Ping.

Black smoke billowed from the jade pendant at her waist, but fortunately, the yang energy from the chicken blood was still able to suppress it.

The mist over her chest firmly blocked the attack of the black snake, steadily protecting her heart.

But Aunt Song appeared particularly sorrowful at this moment, perhaps in preparation for the grief of Zhao Jinzhong's impending sudden death.

Zhou Ruo saw the determined look in Aunt Song's eyes and realized that the time had come.

Amidst his busy schedule, Zhao Jinzhong exchanged a glance with Zhou Ruo, who then noticed Wu Ding, whom Zhao Jinzhong had arranged to be standing nearby.

Zhou Ruo took a deep breath and slowly drew the large bag of black energy from Zhao Jinzhong's legs into his palm.

When she finished absorbing the black gas from the bag, it felt as if her body had been filled with more than ten kilograms of water.

Unable to control the sudden increase in weight, the person began to sway from side to side.

Zhou Ruo used all her strength to sway her body toward Wu Ding, saying as she swayed:

"Wu Ding, help me!" As soon as she finished speaking, she leaned against Wu Ding.

The moment Wu Ding caught her with lightning speed, he felt something was wrong. Why was the young lady so heavy?

"Phew—get out." Zhou Ruo whispered to Wu Ding.

Wu Ding understood immediately, because Zhao Jinzhong had instructed him earlier to unconditionally cooperate with any of Zhou Ruo's needs.

Wu Ding lifted Zhou Ruo by her shoulder blades with both hands and carried her away without making a sound.

Because Zhao Jinzhong's painful screams were so intense, almost no one around noticed Zhou Ruo's actions as a child.

Once inside the courtyard, Zhou Ruo whispered a few words in Wu Ding's ear. Wu Ding listened attentively and nodded gently.

"Wu Ding, carry me on your back." Zhou Ruonuo's soft voice sounded like she was pleading.

Wu Ding's heart softened, and without saying a word, he carried Zhou Ruo on his back.

Why has the young lady become so heavy? Wu Ding was puzzled.

"Wu Ding, let's hurry to Ningxiang Courtyard!" Zhou Ruo said calmly, perched on Wu Ding's back.

Upon receiving the order, Wu Ding quickly ran out of the Wude Academy.

He was panting heavily when he arrived at Ningxiang Courtyard, as if he were carrying a little pig on his shoulder.

Zhou Ruo stood in front of Wu Ding, looked up at him as he was panting heavily, and asked curiously:

"Wu Ding, what's wrong? Why are you so tired?"

"Miss...you...how did you get...heavy?" Wu Ding said, seemingly out of breath.

Zhou Ruo then realized that she was much heavier than usual.

She was about to step into Ningxiang Courtyard, but she could barely move; her body was just too heavy.

"Wu Ding, you still have to recite it."

"Huh?" Wu Ding was somewhat distraught.

But then he remembered the young general's instructions to fulfill all of the young lady's needs.

He shook his aching legs and carried Zhou Ruo on his back again.

With the help of their informant, they successfully entered the inner courtyard and got into Aunt Song's room.

As soon as Zhou Ruo entered Aunt Song's room, she felt an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Following her senses, she quickly found two plumes of black smoke billowing from a shrine inside the house.

Zhou Ruo picked up the darkest lump and examined it closely.

"Yes, this is what the long-bearded man gave to Aunt Song."

"Hmm? And what's that next to me?"

Zhou Ruo picked up the black dumpling next to her, and after she saw it clearly, a cold wind blew down her back.

This is also a doll, with many needles stuck in its chest, bloodstains between its eyebrows, and the words "Zhou Ruo" written on its back.

"Wu Ding, what are these characters?"

Zhou Ru handed two dolls covered in needles to Wu Ding.

Wu Ding carefully identified them and whispered, "Zhao, Jin, Zhong, Zhou, Ruo."

Upon seeing these words, Wu Ding was terrified. "This?!"

"Hmph! That Aunt Song is utterly wicked! She wasn't satisfied with harming my brother, she wants to harm me too!"

Zhou Ruo angrily put the two dolls on the ground and sat down on the ground herself.

"Wu Ding, turn around."

Wu Ding was still in shock and confusion, and couldn't react at all.

He only knew that the young general had given him the important task of keeping watch at Ningxiang Courtyard.

But he never imagined that Aunt Song would be so cruel to the young general.

After realizing what was happening, Wu Ding obeyed the order and turned around.

Only then did he realize that the young general's illness might be related to Aunt Song.

While Wu Ding was pondering this carefully, Zhou Ruo behind him began a very important step.

Zhou Ruo held his breath and concentrated the black energy he had gathered from a bucket in his palm, forming a solid mass.

Then, she used her spiritual power to lift the ball of black energy, which was like a stone, high into the air and slammed it down onto the two dolls on the ground.