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

Ever since Zhou Ruo discovered that treating Zhao Jinzhong could extend her life by another year, she has been unable to forget about Wude Academy.

Of course, what she couldn't forget were the delicious oranges from the Wude Academy.

The next morning, Zhou Ruo skipped the breakfast that Si Qiao had prepared for her and ran out of Lanxiang Courtyard, heading straight for Wude Courtyard.

As she approached the gate of Wude Courtyard, she sensed a resentful aura emanating from the main building.

"What's your name?"

Zhou Ruo saw the guard on duty at the door; he was the same guard who had helped her pick oranges yesterday.

"Miss, my name is Wu Bai," the guard replied respectfully.

Zhou Ruo nodded and walked inside on her own, and Wu Bai did not stop her.

While Wu Bai was helping out inside the house yesterday, Zhou Ruo slipped into the yard.

He was afraid that the young general would force him to commit dereliction of duty and punish him.

In the past, whenever someone sent something to Wudeyuan, the young general would not only throw it away, but also punish the guards at the gate.

But yesterday, when Miss Zhou Ruo sneaked into the courtyard to pick fruit, the young general did not punish her.

Not only was he not punished, but the young general didn't even throw away the oranges the young lady had given him; instead, he took them back inside.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ruo had already climbed the orange tree.

Before treating and saving lives, one must first fill one's stomach.

She sat on the tree trunk and heard people talking inside the house.

Zhou Ruo ate an orange while craning her neck to listen to the people inside the room, but she couldn't hear them clearly.

Just as Zhou Ruogang picked the third orange and held it in her hand, a loud shattering sound came from inside the room.

The sound was urgent and piercing. Zhou Ruo was startled, slipped, and fell off the tree with a cry of "Ah!"

Wu Bai had been keeping a close eye on Zhou Ruo's movements and caught her before she hit the ground, preventing her from falling too hard.

"Phew~ Thank you, Wu Bai! Just now..." Zhou Ruo was about to yell at the direction inside the house, but the next second she realized:

"Hmm? Did something happen to my brother?"

She ran towards the main house with quick strides, carrying the freshly picked oranges in her hand.

The sounds of things being smashed inside the room continued, and the servants who had been serving inside all retreated outside.

"Granny, should we go and invite Madam over?"

Zhao Jinzhong's servant, Wu Jia, was so nervous that he trembled all over. He knelt outside the door and tugged at the hem of Granny He's clothes, asking her a question.

"After you invited Madam here last time, everyone in the Martial Virtue Academy was severely punished by the Young General. Have you forgotten?"

If we don't invite the lady over, and wait until the young general's anger subsides, perhaps everyone can live in peace.

As Zhou Ruo approached the door, she was about to step over the threshold with one foot, which startled the servants beside her.

Granny He, quick as a flash, grabbed Zhou Ruo. "Oh, my dear young lady, you can't go in! The young general is throwing a tantrum!"

Why is a little child causing trouble at this time? The servants were even more annoyed when they saw Zhou Ruo.

Some servants secretly glared at her, thinking that she was just an adopted daughter of the general, not his biological daughter, and they didn't really accept this young lady.

"Brother!" Zhou Ruo called out from outside the door.

"Get out!" A lion-like roar immediately echoed from inside the house.

The sound was mixed with the resentment that Zhou Ruo had sensed outside the courtyard, and at the same time, it exuded a strong aura of pain.

The servants outside the door were all frightened, but Zhou Ruo kept her eyes wide open, carefully sensing the atmosphere inside the room.

"Miss, please leave quickly, lest you get hurt."

Granny He spoke in an almost pleading tone, implying that if anything happened to the young master and young lady, even ten of her heads wouldn't be enough for the general to chop them up.

"I won't leave, my brother is in a lot of pain, I want to help him!"

Granny He was slightly taken aback.

In the past two years, the young general has often thrown tantrums like this, and the servants have been living in fear.

Fearing that they might lose their heads if they weren't careful, who would have thought about what the young general was really upset about?

When Zhou Ruo heard that there was no more movement inside the house, she quickly ran into the house while Granny He was still thinking.

When Granny He tried to pull her back, it was too late.

Once inside, Zhou Ruo carefully avoided the broken pieces on the floor and looked up to see Zhao Jinzhong half-lying on the bed.

His eyes were bloodshot, and black energy swirled around his legs. At the same time, a thin strand of black energy, about the size of a rope, traveled along his Ren meridian all the way to his brow.

Zhao Jinzhong's face was contorted in pain, and he was having difficulty breathing.

He stared at Zhou Ruo, who was approaching like a wounded wolf, his hands clenched into fists.

Zhou Ruo was somewhat surprised. She saw that Zhao Jinzhong seemed to be using his willpower to suppress the anger that was about to burst forth between his brows.

"Brother, you're in a lot of pain, aren't you?"

A clear, ethereal voice echoed above Zhao Jinzhong's head, like a cool stream pouring down, bringing a touch of coolness to his volcanic head.

Zhao Jinzhong felt a sense of comfort in his heart.

Since he became paralyzed, he has often become irritable due to the sharp pain in his legs.

But no one has ever acknowledged his pain like Zhou Ruo has.

Those around him, fearing being implicated in his anger, all avoided him.

His mother, Ji Ping, would feel sorry for him, but this feeling of pity only made him feel useless and even more upset.

Zhao Yucheng occasionally encountered him when he fell ill, but he always encouraged him that a real man should have a strong will and not be defeated by pain.

But the little girl in front of him, who was not related to him by blood but called him brother, could feel his pain.

Zhao Jinzhong's bloodshot eyes gradually became moist.

Zhou Ruo noticed that the dark energy on his Ren meridian had faded slightly.

So she took two more steps forward, handed over the orange in her hand, and said with a smile:

"Brother, here's an orange for you. It'll make the pain less!"

Zhao Jinzhong looked at the child's tender face, then at the big orange in front of him. He took two deep breaths and struggled to sit up straight.

"Brother, smell this orange! It smells wonderful!"

Zhou Ruo had no idea where the black aura on Zhao Jinzhong's body came from.

However, the fragrance of plants and fruits that she activated with her spiritual power had a certain suppressive effect on this kind of thing.

It's a pity that her spiritual power is weak right now, but she still wants to try to help Zhao Jinzhong alleviate some of his pain.

As soon as Zhou Ruo handed him the orange and brought it close to Zhao Jinzhong's nose, he immediately smelled the fragrance of orange peel.

The scent was stronger than that of a regular orange, and it smelled wonderful. He couldn't help but take a couple more sniffs.

Before long, Zhao Jinzhong felt a cool sensation enter from the tip of his nose and travel up to the top of his head.

After gathering at the top of the head, it travels down the body.

The small amount of energy generated by the orange fragrance that Zhou Ruo activated with her spiritual power was slowly pressing down the dark aura between Zhao Jinzhong's brows.

When the black energy was forced down to his lower dantian, Zhao Jinzhong seemed to catch his breath and gasped for air.

Hehe, even a little spiritual power can work! Zhou Ruo was secretly delighted.

Zhao Jinzhong's breathing gradually calmed down. He reached out a trembling hand, took the orange Zhou Ruo offered, and whispered, "Thank you."

The servants, who had been hiding outside the door, barely daring to breathe, were stunned by what they saw.

They weren't mistaken, were they? The young general accepted the oranges offered by the young lady and even said thank you.

They hadn't heard the word "thank you" from the young general for over two years.

What puzzled them even more was that even the general and his wife, and even the doctor, could not do this, so how did the young lady manage to do it?

Despite witnessing the process, a group of people still couldn't understand how Zhou Ruo had managed to soften the young general's thorns.

The servants looked at each other, and began to look at Zhou Ruo, this little child, in a different light.

"You're welcome, brother!"

Zhou Ruo smiled brightly, delighted to see that Zhao Jinzhong was feeling better.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, turned around and ran out.