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

Everyone was puzzled.

"For each of you who comes to me for treatment, give me one fruit as payment!"

"That's true." Some of the quick-thinking servants and maids realized what was going on:

"Miss is still a child and doesn't know how to spend money. She likes fruit, so we'll pick fruit for her."

"Yes, yes, yes! That's good! That's good!"

Zhou Ruo smiled happily; this was wonderful.

Healing people's illnesses and restoring their spiritual power, and even having people pick fruit for her to eat—this feeling is truly blissful!

Half an hour later, the ground around Zhou Ruo was covered with all kinds of fruits.

She eats one when she's thirsty, and she eats one when she's hungry.

After she finished treating the twenty-odd servants, her belly was swollen.

"Burp~" Zhou Ruo let out a burp and said to the servants who hadn't left yet:

"I'll be here tomorrow morning, so come over if anyone's feeling unwell!"

The servants readily agreed.

Soon, the news that "the young lady treats the servants' illnesses with acupuncture, curing them instantly, and only accepts fruit, not consultation fees" spread throughout the Jiang residence.

The news also reached the ears of Zhao Jinzhong and Ji Ping.

"What?! You want my sister to treat their illnesses? Are these servants tired of living?"

Upon hearing the news, Zhao Jinzhong, who was in Wude Courtyard, got up angrily and went to Lanxiang Courtyard to find Zhou Ruo and ask her for an explanation.

He dotes on this younger sister so much, how could he let her serve the servants? It's utterly absurd!

When Zhao Jinzhong arrived at Lanxiang Courtyard, Ji Ping was already inside "interrogating" Zhou Ruo.

Siqiao knelt on the ground, and Ji Ping fined her a month's salary because she had not taken good care of her mistress and dared to let her mistress treat the servants.

"Mother, don't blame Siqiao, it was I who wanted to treat their illnesses," Zhou Ruo explained to Ji Ping.

She didn't understand why her mother was so angry.

She was treating patients and saving lives, and the people she saved were from the General's Mansion. She didn't do anything wrong, so why did her mother punish Siqiao?

Zhao Jinzhong, with increasingly firm steps, entered Zhou Ruo's room.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Siqiao being punished, Zhou Ruo looking aggrieved, and his mother looking sullen.

"Brother!" Zhou Ruo rushed into Zhao Jinzhong's arms as if she had seen a savior.

"I treated their illnesses, and Mother was very angry and punished Siqiao." The little girl chattered on and on, complaining to Zhao Jinzhong.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jinzhong also did not side with her, and said with a serious face, "Ruoruo, you shouldn't be treating the servants."

Zhou Ruo was in a daze. She stepped back from Zhao Jinzhong's embrace and looked at him in confusion.

Zhou Ruo really couldn't understand it. She was already upset that her mother didn't understand her.

Even her most trusted brother wouldn't let her treat the servants, so how could she recover her spiritual power?

If she cannot recover her spiritual power, she will die.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ruo burst into tears, sat down on the ground, and cried loudly.

"Mommy's bad! Brother's bad too! Waaaaah—"

Seeing Zhou Ruo's reaction, Ji Ping's heart skipped a beat.

Zhao Jinzhong was also stunned. He just didn't want her to treat the servants, didn't want to wrong her, and was afraid that she would get tired.

Why are you crying like this?

Ji Ping stepped forward and picked her up, "Ruo'er, don't cry, don't cry..."

I wanted to comfort Zhou Ruo, but I didn't know how.

If she has to treat the servants' illnesses at such a young age, who will respect her as their master in the future?

With that thought in mind, Ji Ping made up her mind not to budge.

Zhao Jinzhong is a man of unyielding integrity; he's the type who's always the one being flattered, not the one who flatters others.

But seeing Zhou Ruo's pitiful state, he, as her older brother, just didn't want to make her sad.

"Don't cry, Ruoruo, your brother will take you to play."

Zhao Jinzhong stiffly spoke to Zhou Ruo in the same tone that Granny He used to coax him when he was a child.

"Let's go pick fruit in the backyard, let's fly kites, and the servants will be treated by a doctor, so you don't need to worry about them."

Zhao Jinzhong reasoned with her about the matter at hand.

When Zhou Ruo heard her brother say that the doctor should be sent to treat the servants, she became even more anxious.

Her voice trembled as she said, "I insist on treating them; I forbid any doctors from treating them!"

"Why?" Ji Ping and Zhao Jinzhong asked in unison.

"Because...because..." Zhou Ruo didn't know how to explain that she would die if she didn't recover her spiritual power.

Finally, she managed to choke out, "If I don't get treatment, I can't live... Waaah—"

Zhou Ruo's explanation made Zhao Jinzhong think that someone was threatening her, so he quickly asked her:

"Has someone bullied or threatened you?"

Ji Ping also thought that meant it, and she was very worried and anxious.

Zhou Ruo suddenly stopped crying, blinked her tearful eyes, and said, "No...no one bullied me."

"The servants were very kind to me. They not only let me treat their illnesses, but also picked fruit for me to eat."

Ji Ping and Zhao Jinzhong were even more confused.

Ji Ping then asked, "Then why did you say that you can't live without treatment? You're talking nonsense!"

Zhou Ruo shook her head and said, "I need to cure many, many illnesses so that I won't die."

She spread her arms wide, gesturing to indicate "a lot," but she couldn't even calculate how many people needed to be treated.

Zhao Jinzhong recalled reading about some extraordinary people and events in ancient books, and how some Taoist practitioners always performed some kind of meritorious deeds.

They can only complete their cultivation after they have accumulated enough merit.

He then thought that Zhou Ruo's medical skills were different from those of ordinary doctors, and always had a kind of magical power.

After careful analysis, Zhao Jinzhong tentatively asked Zhou Ruo:

"Ruoruo, with your medical skills, do you need to cure countless patients to survive?"

Zhou Ruo's aggrieved eyes instantly brightened; she never imagined that someone in this mortal world could understand her predicament.

She nodded frantically, tears streaming down her face from the violent shaking of her head.

Zhao Jinzhong and Ji Ping finally realized what was happening and were speechless for a moment.

Ji Ping frowned, looking very distressed, and said, "Is such a young child like Ruo'er really supposed to have to bear this kind of pressure?"

Zhao Jinzhong felt a pang of sadness in his heart, and he secretly resolved to help Zhou Ruo find the "source of her illness".

"Then...can I still treat them tomorrow?"

Seeing the contrast between the expressions on her mother's and brother's faces and their earlier opposition to her, Zhou Ruo immediately asked tentatively.

Ji Ping still couldn't change her master's condescending view that treating a servant was beneath her dignity; she was afraid of wronging Zhou Ruo.

Zhao Jinzhong seemed to understand his mother's worries, and he spoke up for Zhou Ruo:

"Mother, I will stay with Ruoruo tomorrow, so that the servants will not dare to disrespect her."

After hesitating for a moment, Ji Ping finally nodded: "Okay, then you have to take good care of your sister."

"Wow! Mommy is the best!" Zhou Ruo jumped up with joy after getting her mother's approval.

"What about me? Isn't my brother good enough?" Zhao Jinzhong said, feigning seriousness.

"My brother is the best too!"

Seeing that Siqiao was still kneeling on the ground, Zhou Ruo pleaded with Ji Ping again:

"Mother, if you agree to let me get treatment, then you can't punish Siqiao!"