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

After entering the clinic, Zhou Ruo glanced at the people queuing up and roughly knew their symptoms.

Jia Yuntian had previously suggested to Zhao Jinzhong and An Chang that, based on his family's experience in the medicinal herb business,

For patients with common ailments, it's sufficient to prescribe medication and dispense it; there's no need to administer acupuncture to every patient.

This way, Zhou Ruo can save some effort and avoid working too hard.

At the same time, and more importantly, it allows the clinic's medicinal herb business to circulate.

Zhao Jinzhong and An Chang both agreed with Jia Yuntian's suggestion, especially An Chang, whose medicinal herbs were of superior quality.

He didn't raise prices arbitrarily; he sold the best medicinal herbs at market prices, which benefited the people.

He was influenced by the Dowager Consort in this line of thinking.

As for the consultation fee for Zhou Ruo's treatment, it will be charged on a case-by-case basis.

For common illnesses, the fee is three coins per person; for serious illnesses, the fee will be determined on a case-by-case basis.

If you encounter some people with questionable character, then let them bleed a little more; it's a way of accumulating good karma for them.

Among the patients waiting in the clinic, several looked uneasy and restless.

Zhao Jinzhong discovered it shortly after entering the room.

He approached them and asked, "What's wrong? Why do you all look so nervous?"

After exchanging glances, the group selected one person to answer.

"I...we've heard that the young doctors at Ling Shu Hall are very skilled..."

Zhao Jinzhong nodded in agreement, "Hmm, not bad. So?"

The man said nervously, "But we've also heard that the young doctor was just granted the title of princess."

"Yes, that's right." Zhao Jinzhong found it a bit difficult to listen to him, so he shifted his stance. "What are you trying to say?"

"We're just...worried...about...a princess treating the illnesses of us common people, is that appropriate?"

"Also, is the consultation fee for the princess expensive?"

After they finished speaking, the group exchanged nervous glances, none of them daring to look directly at Zhao Jinzhong.

Zhao Jinzhong suddenly realized that it all started when Zhou Ruo was treating the servants in the general's mansion, and later when she set up a stall.

He had become accustomed to Zhou Ruo "condescending" to treat ordinary people.

They were unaware of the concerns that the "princess" status would bring to the common people.

"Don't worry, everyone," Zhao Jinzhong reassured them.

"Although Ruoruo is a princess, she only treats patients as a doctor in the clinic."

"As for consultation fees, we only charge three coins for ordinary illnesses."

We dispense medicine according to prescriptions, and all our medicinal materials are of superior quality, but we sell them at market prices for ordinary medicinal materials. There's no need to worry.

Everyone was surprised, "Three coins? That's so cheap?"

"The princess is truly kind-hearted! In that case, everyone should stop worrying! Please, princess, treat our illness!"

People lined up one after another.

The dozen or so patients in the clinic today all had very common ailments, so Zhou Ruo decided to prescribe medicine for them instead of acupuncture.

Zhou Ruo can already write many characters, but she writes very slowly.

When there were many patients, Zhao Jinzhong would help her with the writing.

Zhao Jinzhong sat behind the desk, writing on behalf of others, while Zhou Ruo stood beside him, examining the patient in front of him.

"Three qian of hemp, five qian of coptis chinensis, and two grams of sesame seeds... Three doses of medicine, taken in one day, will cure the condition."

As Zhou Ruo spoke, Zhao Jinzhong wrote.

"Alright, go get the medicine. Next!"

Zhou Ruo only needs to glance at the patient before he can directly recite the prescription.

Before the patient could even react, the prescription was already on his palm.

"Huh? Doctor, what illness do I have? You haven't even examined me, how come you've already prescribed medicine?"

The patient holding the prescription was incredulous. Although he had heard that Princess Ji'an was a skilled physician, he never imagined she was this skilled.

"You just have a headache and cough from a cold, and some chest tightness too. I can tell just by looking at you. You'll feel better after taking some medicine!"

Zhou Ruo said confidently.

The patient was shocked; in Princess Ji'an's eyes, only "observation" remained of the four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine: observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation.

Shock as it may be, the medicine still needs to be taken.

The first patient thanked Zhou Ruo with some skepticism and then turned to find Jia Yuntian to get the medicine.

Next one, "You have diarrhea!"

Zhou Ruo briefly said something to the patient, then turned to Zhao Jinzhong and told him the prescription.

Next up, someone had a toothache due to internal heat, and in the blink of an eye, another prescription was written.

......

In about fifteen minutes, Zhou Ruo had seen more than a dozen patients.

Jia Yuntian, working behind the medicine cabinet, seemed much busier than Zhou Ruo, his hands tumbling about.

The last woman watched as the people in front of her walked away one by one, and soon it was her turn.

Princess Ji'an's speed in treating patients is astounding!

When she stood face to face with Zhou Ruo at close range, she finally saw the very bright and intelligent child in front of her.

Before the old woman could speak, Zhou Ruo said, "Grandma, you're not sick!"

The old woman was startled. She hadn't expected that Princess Ji'an could tell she wasn't sick just by looking at her.

Zhao Jinzhong, who was bowing his head and waiting for Zhou Ruo to recite the prescription and prepare to write it down, also looked up at the old woman.

"Your Highness is right. I am not ill; it is my wife who is ill."

Judging from the woman's appearance and clothing, Zhao Jinzhong assumed she came from a wealthy family. "Your wife?"

The old woman explained, "My mistress is the first wife of the Marquis of Ping Le, and I am Yang Mama, who serves her."

"What's wrong with her?" Zhou Ruo asked.

"My lady's illness is very strange. The physician prescribed medicine, but she has been sick on and off for more than half a month and has not gotten better."

"The Marquis said a few days ago that he would invite the imperial physician to examine the lady, but the physician has not yet arrived."

"When I went to the market to buy things for my wife a few days ago, I saw the proclamation that the Emperor had conferred the title of Princess Ji'an."

"Last night, the lady fainted from the pain, and the physician's medicine was no longer effective. So I thought of Princess Ji'an, and I came here early this morning."

Zhao Jinzhong understood the gist of it, and he asked, half-guessing, "So you want to invite the princess to your residence to treat your wife's illness?"

The old woman was suddenly moved that Zhao Jinzhong understood her intentions. "Exactly, exactly!"

Zhou Ruo tugged at Zhao Jinzhong's sleeve, bend down, and whispered something to him.

"Brother, what did Granny say about where she's from?"

Zhao Jinzhong whispered to her, "From the Marquis of Pingle's residence."

Zhou Ruo rolled her eyes and asked again, "Is the Marquis of Ping Le's mansion very powerful?"

Zhao Jinzhong smiled. "Of course."

"Oh..." Zhou Ruo smiled and said to the old woman, "Grandma, then I'll go with you!"

"Alright! Then I'll trouble you, Princess."

Zhao Jinzhong was stunned. When did Ruoruo start to consider the other party's status and rank when treating illnesses?

He shook his head helplessly, smiled, and followed Zhou Ru out of the Ling Shu Hall.

The old woman led Zhou Ruo and Zhao Jinzhong through a side gate of the Ping Le Marquis's residence.

"Princess Ji'an, Young General, let's go through the side gate."

There's a big dog kept at the gate of the Marquis's mansion. It barks very loudly at strangers, and I'm afraid it might frighten you two.

Fearing that Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo might misunderstand her as being impolite or inadequate in their hospitality, Granny Yang offered a special explanation.

It turned out to be the case.

Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ru didn't think much of it and followed the nanny through the side gate into the First Madam's courtyard.

The three of them had only taken a few steps into the courtyard when a maidservant hurriedly walked towards the courtyard gate.

Upon seeing Granny Yang, she immediately quickened her pace and ran over.

"Granny, you're finally back! Madam is vomiting terribly, I was just about to go and call the royal physician, Doctor Lu!"

Granny Yang pulled the maid back, "Qingqiu, there's no need to call the physician yet. I've brought a doctor back for Madam."

Upon hearing this, the maid Qingqiu looked at Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo beside the old woman, then her gaze returned to the old woman's face.

"Doctors? The two of them?"

Granny Yang nodded, "Yes, this is Princess Ji'an, and this is the young general."

Qingqiu's puzzled expression vanished instantly, and she immediately bowed, saying, "Greetings to the Princess and the Young General!"

"Alright, don't delay any longer. Quickly invite the princess and the young general in to see the lady."

Granny Yang urged Qingqiu on.

Zhou Ruo continued walking behind Yang Mama. The courtyard of Su Wan, the first wife of the Marquis of Ping Le, was peaceful.

You can tell that the owner of the courtyard is gentle and virtuous.

However, when Zhou Ruo entered Su Wan's room, she clearly felt an atmosphere that was extremely incongruous with the atmosphere outside.

"The old lady is back!"

The four maids serving Su Wan's bedside all stepped back when they saw Granny Yang.

Make way for Granny Yang to lead Zhou Ruo and Zhao Jinzhong through.

Su Wan lay on the bed, breathing rapidly; she had just experienced a violent bout of vomiting.

At this moment, her face was tense, her brows were furrowed, and she looked very painful.