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

Massage is a necessary rehabilitation technique so that Zhao Jinzhong can stand up again sooner.

Ji Ping understood this perfectly, and she nodded in agreement: "Alright, Mother will arrange for someone to give Zhong'er a massage."

"Also, the needles the fake doctor used can help my brother too."

Although Doctor Yu's acupuncture technique was not very effective in expelling evil spirits and clearing the meridians for Zhao Jinzhong, it could help the circulation of Qi and blood throughout his body.

It is somewhat useful, but it will only be truly effective after Zhou Ruo uses her spiritual power to open up the energy channels in Zhao Jinzhong's legs.

"A fake doctor?" Ji Ping wondered.

"Mother, it's Doctor Yu," Zhao Jinzhong explained, then he said solemnly to Zhou Ruo:

"Ruoruo, we can no longer call him the fake doctor. He has worked diligently in the General's Mansion for so many years, and we must respect him."

Zhou Ruo also felt that Zhao Jinzhong's words made sense. Although she was angry, she still wanted to be a polite child, the Fairy Doctor.

"Oh, okay..." she replied softly, her head bowed.

"Oh—hehe," Ji Ping vaguely understood the children's words, "Alright, Mother will instruct Doctor Yu to continue the acupuncture treatment every day."

Hehe, Zhou Ruo is satisfied now.

Ji Ping stayed with Zhao Jinzhong at Wude Academy until sunset.

During this time, Zhou Ruo also observed the recovery of Zhao Jinzhong's legs.

By evening, Zhou Ruo saw that Zhao Jinzhong's legs had regained their smooth flow of qi.

She was a little excited and ran to Zhao Jinzhong's side, whispering, "Brother, try moving your legs."

Zhao Jinzhong obeyed and tried, but his legs didn't respond.

Seeing that his legs hadn't moved, Zhou Ruo assumed he hadn't started trying and urged him again:

"Why aren't you moving, brother? Move!"

Zhao Jinzhong tried again, but still couldn't feel anything. He could only move his toes; he couldn't move his ankles upwards.

"No." He shook his head at Zhou Ruo.

Ji Ping watched from the side, comforting the two children:

"Don't rush it. After being injured for so long, it will take some time to recover."

Zhou Ruo felt strange, but she comforted herself, telling herself not to rush things, that her brother might be able to move tomorrow.

That evening, she and Ji Ping returned to Lanxiang Courtyard to rest.

The next morning, she rushed to Wude Academy early.

This time she arrived even earlier than Doctor Yu.

Zhao Jinzhong had already woken up. Zhou Ruo ran to his bedside, her tone somewhat urgent:

"Brother, try it quickly."

When he saw his younger sister rushing over early in the morning, he didn't say anything and just told her to give it a try.

Zhao Jinzhong didn't immediately realize what Zhou Ruo was going to do.

"Brother?" Seeing Zhao Jinzhong staring at her blankly, Zhou Ru urged again, "Try moving your legs."

"Oh, oh, oh!" Zhao Jinzhong realized what was happening.

But the result was the same as yesterday afternoon; I still couldn't feel my legs.

Zhou Ruo frowned, suppressing her inner frustration.

She took out her silver needles and began to give Zhao Jinzhong acupuncture, just as she had done the day before.

Half an hour after the acupuncture was completed, Zhao Jinzhong still couldn't move his legs.

Zhou Ruo comforted herself again, telling herself to wait a little longer, not to rush, to wait a little longer.

Half past Chen Shi (7-9 AM), Doctor Yu arrived and, as usual, administered acupuncture to Zhao Jinzhong to restore his qi and blood.

Zhou Ruo stayed in Zhao Jinzhong's room, watching Doctor Yu finish the acupuncture and leave.

When Zhao Jinzhong ate breakfast, she just watched from the side while he ate lunch, and she had no appetite to eat anything herself.

By evening, Zhao Jinzhong felt slightly better, but otherwise his condition was no different from the previous day.

"Brother, I'm going back now." Zhou Ruo said weakly, head down, and left Wude Academy with a sense of loss.

On the morning of the third day, Zhou Ruo went to find Zhao Jinzhong early as usual.

This time, when Zhou Ruo arrived, Zhao Jinzhong was still asleep.

During this period, Zhou Ruo went to Wude Academy almost every day and spent more time there than at Lanxiang Academy.

She arrived early, but the servants didn't stop her or worry that she would disturb Zhao Jinzhong's rest.

As everyone knows, Zhao Jinzhong dotes on his younger sister.

Zhou Ruo lay by Zhao Jinzhong's bedside, waiting for him to wake up.

Zhao Jinzhong finally opened his eyes after the valiant general cried out several times.

He turned his head and saw a chubby, smiling face with big, bright eyes staring straight at him.

"Ruoruo, so early?"

He was initially a little frightened, but when he saw it was Zhou Ruo, Zhao Jinzhong felt much better.

"Brother, did your leg move?"

Zhao Jinzhong found his younger sister quite adorable, as she cared so much about him, running over before dawn to check if his legs had moved.

But the next second, he shook his head at Zhou Ruo.

The smile on Zhou Ruo's face gradually disappeared. She sat dejectedly in front of the bed, encouraging herself to wait a little longer.

At noon, seeing that Zhao Jinzhong's legs were still unresponsive, she struggled to give him acupuncture again.

By nightfall, Zhao Jinzhong's legs were as if they were useless, and no matter how much spiritual power Zhou Ruo used to apply acupuncture, there was no response.

Zhou Ruo's patience was exhausted, and her grievances and anxiety surged into her heart.

She could no longer hold back and suddenly burst into loud sobs.

Her crying startled Zhao Jinzhong and the servants.

Zhao Jinzhong felt that Zhou Ruo was worried about him too much and that her feelings were genuine, so he cried.

The servants, witnessing this scene, were all moved by how young Zhou Ruo was, yet how deeply she loved her older brother, the young general.

But only Zhou Ruo knew that if Zhao Jinzhong couldn't stand up again in four days, her life would end.

Is she going to go elsewhere to find patients for treatment in the next few days?

She was unfamiliar with the place and was just a child; who would be willing to treat her?

Is she going to look for injured poultry and livestock? But where is she going to find so many injured animals?

She really couldn't think of a solution.

Her brother doted on her, her parents treated her well, Wang Mama and Siqiao were also fond of her, and even the General of the Cavalry liked her.

She couldn't bear to part with these people in the mortal world; in her previous life, the only one who had truly been good to her was her master.

She couldn't bear to part with so many delicious fruits; she hadn't had enough of those green dates.

She didn't want to die... She could save more lives if she lived...

Zhou Ruo returned to Lanxiang Courtyard in tears, and no amount of comfort or persuasion from anyone could help her.

She lay in bed until she cried herself to sleep and then drifted off to sleep.

She had a dream in which she was only half a percent away from recovering her spiritual power to thirty percent.

But no matter how hard she tried, she could only recover less than 30%.

Finally, she watched helplessly as the spiritual power she had painstakingly accumulated gradually dissipated.

Then one's soul slowly transforms and disappears in the void.

She was extremely sad, and tears still streamed down her face in her dreams.

Suddenly, a purple mist appeared in her dream, and her master from her previous life arrived riding on the clouds.

Zhou Ruo was overjoyed to see her master. She missed him so much that she ran up to him, threw herself into his arms, and burst into tears.

The master gently patted her back to comfort her, and then spoke:

"Ruo'er, the mortal body is different from ours. There is one thing that you may not realize yet because you are young, so I will tell you."