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

Zhao Jinzhong went up and picked up Zhou Ruo. Zhou Ruo looked into the jar and saw round pills squeezed into it.

This was exactly the elixir that Zhou Ruo had his eye on—the one that was just one ingredient away from curing the Sirius disease.

Zhou Ruo has a way to add the missing ingredient.

Wang Xingtian glanced at the jar in front of Zhou Ruo and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The pill that the princess is looking at is called the Qi-Regulating Pill. It is used to regulate qi and blood and is usually taken with other pills."

"Five coins per piece, minimum order of twenty pieces. Buy more and get a discount. Honest and fair dealing for all ages."

This Fuqi Pill is at best a "side dish," and it's the one with the lowest cost among all these pills, so it's sold the cheapest.

Ha... what could a child possibly know about elixirs?

Zhao Jinzhong quickly calculated in his mind that if the Sirius plague broke out in the capital, it could infect anywhere from a few thousand to tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people.

"Young Master Wang, how many Qi-Subduing Pills do you have in total?"

"There are definitely a thousand grains, that's the amount you see in these three jars."

"How long does it take to refine?"

Wang Xingtian was startled; he had keenly caught Zhao Jinzhong's coded message.

"Young General, a thousand grains aren't enough?"

"Not necessarily, the problem is that if there's a sudden need, you might not have enough stock."

Wang Xingtian had a premonition that he was about to close a big deal, and he suddenly became very motivated.

He spread his five fingers wide and announced the number exaggerating: "Our alchemy room can produce five hundred Qi-Subduing Pills a day."

Zhou Ruo exclaimed in surprise, "You can make so much in one day? Does it take a lot of people working together?"

"The princess is right. If we need to make five hundred pills a day, we'll need at least fifty people."

Zhou Ruo recalled the alchemy room in the Alchemy Sect in her previous life, which resembled a huge palace, spacious and resplendent in gold.

The little guy suddenly became interested: "With so many people, the place must be quite big, right?"

Wang Xingtian: "Our market in the western suburbs is about the size of ten pharmacies."

In her mind, Zhou Ruo imagined a pill-refining room the size of ten medicine shops, equally spacious and magnificent.

Zhao Jinzhong gleaned another clue from Wang Xingtian's words—the location of their alchemy room in the western suburbs was indeed in the western suburbs.

"Let's go back and discuss it, then we'll buy it," Zhao Jinzhong said, tugging at Zhou Ruo.

"We have to go home; Mom is waiting for us."

"But brother, I still want to eat the snake spirit fruit!"

Zhao Jinzhong looked somewhat helpless. "This..." He glanced at Wang Xingtian.

Wang Xingtian showed no sign of embarrassment; on the contrary, he said happily,

"Does the princess like to eat snake spirit fruit? We grow them in the backyard of our pharmacy. I'll go pick some for you."

This fruit is very rare; it's only found here in the entire capital."

Zhao Jinzhong was puzzled by Wang Xingtian's words. Sheng Yueyi seemed to have said that Wang Xingtian had only told her about the Snake Spirit Fruit.

However, Wang Xingtian's attitude just now made Zhao Jinzhong feel that this fruit was not as mysterious as Miss Sheng had described.

No wonder, no wonder Sheng Aotian was so opposed to Sheng Yueyi and Wang Xingtian being together.

It turns out that Wang Xingtian was nothing more than a sycophant who prioritized personal gain.

Miss Sheng is still too naive.

Wang Xingtian picked a bag of snake spirit fruits for Zhou Ruo, saying it was a gift for the princess.

However, Zhao Jinzhong still paid him a silver ingot, which he happily accepted in the end.

Wang Xingtian warmly saw them off, and as they reached the door of the pharmacy, he said to Zhao Jinzhong...

"If it is inconvenient for the young general to come and collect the pills, we can deliver them to his residence."

Zhao Jinzhong replied, "Okay."

Zhou Ruo rode the black dragon and left with Zhao Jinzhong.

After walking a distance, Zhou Ruo placed her small hand in front of Wulong's nose, "Wulong, remember this taste!"

Just now, Zhou Ruo used her spiritual power to control the scent of some pills on her hand in the alchemy room, just so she could bring them out for Wulong to smell.

Zhao Jinzhong asked in surprise, "Ruoruo, do you want Wulong to help us find an alchemy room?"

"Yeah, yeah! Wulong is way better at finding things than we are!"

If that's really the case, it would be a great help, Zhao Jinzhong couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"But let's not rush to look for it, it's getting dark."

"It's okay, brother. Wulong can remember the taste of these pills, right, Wulong?" Zhou Ruo asked, rubbing Wulong's head.

Wulong barked twice and happily ran back towards the General's Mansion.

"Hey? Wait for me!" By the time Zhao Jinzhong realized what was happening, Wulong had already run a mile away.

The next morning, after Zhao Jinzhong finished practicing martial arts, before dawn, he went to Lanxiang Courtyard and Zhou Ruo's room.

"Ruo Ruo, Ruo Ruo?" Zhao Jinzhong tried to wake Zhou Ruo.

Zhou Ruo opened her eyes a crack and saw that it was dark outside.

"Brother? Why are you still here so late? Go back to sleep!"

After saying that, he turned over and fell asleep again with his back to Zhao Jinzhong.

Yesterday, the Crown Prince asked Zhao Jinzhong to bring Zhou Ruo to the Eastern Palace next time, but no date was set.

Zhao Jinzhong saw the Crown Prince's expectation in his eyes.

So after Zhao Jinzhong left the Eastern Palace, he planned to go back to the Eastern Palace early the next morning.

"Ruoruo, it's almost dawn. Your brother will take you to the East Palace to see His Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhou Ruo straddled the blanket with one leg, muttering, "What Crown Prince... Is it delicious...?"

Zhao Jinzhong: ......

He was about to raise his hand to give Zhou Ruo a smack on the bottom when, before his hand could land, Zhou Ruo suddenly jumped up and sat up.

She stared wide-eyed out the window and said, "Your Highness, is that the one who sleeps while hugging the bronze ball?"

Zhao Jinzhong frowned and replied, "Yes."

Of all the Crown Prince's characteristics, how did she remember the one about sleeping with a copper ball?

Zhou Ruo remembered that the Crown Prince's loss of his soul was very strange, and she wanted to find out what happened.

Turning to Granny Wang, who had been waiting at the door, he opened his arms and said, "Granny, let's change."

It was extremely difficult to wake Zhou Ruo before 7 a.m. every day.

For some reason, she got up very early today, which Wang Mama found unusual.

"Granny, my brother and I are going to see His Highness the Crown Prince. Could you help me dress up nicely?"

His Highness the Crown Prince is the Emperor's son. If we cure his illness, wouldn't his spiritual power be directly perfected?

Thinking of this, Zhou Ruo told herself: I must take this seriously!

When Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo left the general's mansion in a carriage, it was just dawn.

Zhou Ruo didn't understand. "Brother, can't we go later? Is His Highness the Crown Prince awake yet?"

Zhao Jinzhong glanced at the innocent and carefree child beside him and said,

"His Highness the Crown Prince has a heavy workload every day, and he can only practice martial arts for one hour at Chen Shi (7-9 AM). If you go too late, you won't be able to see him."

Zhou Ruoruo pondered for a moment, then suddenly sighed, "His Highness the Crown Prince has it really tough."

"Oh? You know?" Zhao Jinzhong was surprised that Zhou Ruo, at such a young age, could understand the difficulties of being the Crown Prince.

"He can't sleep well at night, and he doesn't get any sleep during the day either. It's so pitiful..."

Zhou Ruo knew that people who had lost their souls already had difficulty falling asleep at night.

"By the way, brother, the Crown Prince doesn't sleep with the bronze ball anymore, does he? Did you know that?"

Zhao Jinzhong coughed twice, "I hugged... I hugged an even bigger one."