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

Zhou Ruoxiao sat on the grass, surrounded by more than twenty people.

"Come on, everyone, line up properly, don't delay the young lady's treatment."

People spontaneously stepped forward to organize order.

The most anxious one was the servant who was suffering from diarrhea and was almost collapsing. While waiting for Zhou Ruo, he had already run to the outhouse three times.

"Miss, I ate..." The servant wanted to tell Zhou Ruo what he had eaten so that she could make a judgment.

Zhou Ruo put her little index finger to her lips, "Shh!" to tell him not to speak.

She noticed a greenish aura emanating from the servant's head, indicating an excess of wood energy and a cold constitution.

"Stretch out both your hands." Zhou Ruonuo's soft voice was firm and resolute.

The servant hesitated for a moment, then, without understanding why, extended both hands to Zhou Ruo.

Zhou Ruo took out two silver needles. First, she inserted one silver needle, which was imbued with the aura of platinum, into the acupoint on the servant's left hand, using gold to subdue wood.

Next, another silver needle, glowing with fiery red light, was inserted into the servant's right acupoint, and then the fire was used to dispel the cold and replenish the body.

"Alright! It's your turn!" Zhou Ruo happily pointed to the next person.

She retrieved the needle and used her spiritual energy to clean it.

"Miss, this...it's all healed?" The servant was incredulous. It was healed in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea?

Some of the servants at the back of the line began to whisper among themselves.

"So soon? Miss, do you think we're playing house?"

"Miss, are you alright? Don't waste any more time and worsen your condition."

They talked back and forth, not caring whether she was the master or not, only thinking that she was just a child.

Discordant voices quickly spread within the group.

Some of the more sensible maids couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to reprimand those who were being nosy:

"If you don't trust Miss, then don't stay here. Go somewhere else where you can be cured!"

The servant who had just been pricked by Zhou Ruo recovered his pale complexion quickly after a short while.

He rubbed his stomach in surprise, carefully feeling the changes: "Hey? My stomach doesn't seem to hurt anymore!"

He jumped around on the ground a few more times, then shouted, "I don't want to poop anymore! I'm done, I'm done!"

The maid, who was second in line and had a terrible headache, saw that the servant in front of her had been cured, so she quickly stepped forward to treat Zhou Ruo.

The servants who had been gossiping earlier dared not utter a sound, and the once-disorganized line was once again neatly arranged.

Zhou Ruo looked at these people, and then at the happy look on the servant boy's face after he was cured. She just sat there and chuckled.

In her previous life, Zhou Ruo would not allow anyone to question her medical skills.

She is the most skilled healer in any cultivation sect.

If anyone says she's treating patients incorrectly or ineffectively, she will definitely argue back.

After being criticized so much, few people dared to question her anymore.

It was precisely because of her arrogant attitude that she became the pretext for being harmed.

In this life, she learned her lesson and ignored whatever others said.

She just needs to make sure that there are no mistakes in her treatment process.

This troubled maidservant, judging from her temperament, suffers from an imbalance of water and fire.

Zhou Ruo first used a wooden silver needle to prick the maid's head to dissipate the cold water energy.

Then, use fiery acupuncture needles to insert into the Tanzhong acupoint to draw the fire in the lower body upwards and restore the Qi and blood to their proper positions.

"Alright!" Zhou Ruo removed the silver needles and continued to clean them with spiritual energy.

"Hey? My headache is gone, and I'm not dizzy anymore! You're a miracle worker, miss!"

The maid, now healed, stepped aside and exclaimed to the servant who had just had his stomach treated, "Miss feels so much better after the acupuncture!"

Cough, cough, cough—the incessant coughing echoed through the crowd.

It wasn't until the coughing maid appeared in front of Zhou Ruo that Zhou Ruo noticed the coughing.

The maid coughed incessantly, her face flushed red, and she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"Miss...cough cough cough...I..."

"Okay, you don't need to say anything, I'll treat you."

Zhou Ruo took out a silver needle, mixed the fire and wood energies together and injected them into the needle, then inserted the needle into the maid's chest.

The maid who was receiving acupuncture coughed violently, and the servants in line behind her all looked over at her.

Just as she was coughing so hard she was about to suffocate, a large mouthful of yellow phlegm, tinged with blood, was coughed up.

The maidservant clutched her chest, bracing herself against the ground, gasping for breath until her coughing abruptly stopped.

"Hehe! You're not coughing anymore, are you?" Zhou Ruo looked at the maid with a grin, noticing that her chest was clear of coughing.

Cough cough! The maid tried coughing twice more, and the air that had been stuck in her chest and made her cough uncontrollably completely disappeared.

"I'm not coughing anymore! I've been coughing for over half a year, you're amazing, Miss!"

As she spoke, the maid knelt down in front of Zhou Ruo and kowtowed three times.

"For the past six months or so, I've made life unbearable for the girls I live with."

The maid was so grateful that she wept bitterly, saying to herself, "Finally, I can get a good night's sleep."

The servants, who had been cured, were about to leave when they realized they seemed to have forgotten to do something.

Oh right! We haven't paid yet!

Normally, when the doctors in the manor see patients, the maids and servants do not need to pay.

You only need to pay money when you go out to see a doctor at a pharmacy and get your medicine.

But this is a young lady. Not only did she condescend to treat our illness, but we should also pay her, right?

Moreover, the young lady's acupuncture skills are superb; one or two needles are enough to be effective, and there's no need to get medicine. Wouldn't the consultation fee be very high?

The first servant to be treated stepped forward and asked Zhou Ruo, "Miss, how much silver do you think I should give you for this?"

"A shadow?" Zhou Ruo stopped using her silver needles. "Why give me a shadow?"

Oh... Miss doesn't know what silver is?

Indeed, a child doesn't even know how to spend money, and the servant was at a loss for what to do.

The maid stepped forward to explain, "Since Miss cured our illness, how can we repay you? How much should we pay you for your consultation?"

In the cultivation world, Zhou Ruo would collect spirit stones after healing people, and his spiritual power would also increase.

There are no spirit stones in this mortal world, but by treating people, she can restore her spiritual power. She can't wait for more people to come to her for treatment.

Why would there be any need to charge a "consultation fee"?

"Don't give me any shadow, it's unnecessary." Zhou Ruo waved his hand at them.

The servants and maids dared not do it. This master treated the servants' illnesses and then didn't take any reward from them. How could they feel at ease?

The maids at the back of the line also said, "You don't charge us for your medical treatment, we wouldn't dare trouble you for nothing!"

"Yes, yes, if Miss is going through all this trouble for nothing, then I'd better go out and find a doctor."

Zhou Ruo understood; they meant that if she didn't accept the shadow, they wouldn't treat her illness.

Zhou Ruo jumped up from the ground, "No, no!"

She had a sudden inspiration and said, "I don't want your shadows, I want fruit!"