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

Zhao Jinzhong and the others turned around together and saw Wang Mengling walking towards them.

An Chang, still chewing on a candied hawthorn, paused for a moment before exclaiming, "Wow! Miss Wang, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

Wang Mengling walked up to Zhao Jinzhong, gave An Chang a look, and ignored him.

"Brother Jinzhong, I heard your legs have fully recovered. I didn't expect to see you back to normal so quickly!"

"It's been better for half a year, and you only just realized?" An Chang rolled her eyes.

He muttered to himself, "He's always been pestering Jinzhong."

Since Jinzhong became paralyzed, he hasn't seen a single person.

Now that he's been loyal, he's been released again. Don't be so opportunistic!

Wang Mengling immediately understood An Chang's coded message and promptly said to Zhao Jinzhong in a conciliatory tone:

"Brother Jinzhong, for the past two years, my parents have kept me at home and forced me to study."

I want to see you too, really, but I can't get out."

An Chang: "So Miss Wang doesn't have to study today? Can she go out?"

Wang Mengling glanced at An Chang again. "An Chang, I'm talking to Brother Jinzhong. It's none of your business to interrupt!"

Then, she put on a gentler expression and said to Zhao Jinzhong, "I passed Father's test a few days ago, and I can finally leave."

An Chang: "What a coincidence!"

Wang Mengling glared at An Chang through gritted teeth. If Zhao Jinzhong hadn't been there, she probably would have rolled up her sleeves and slapped An Chang twice.

Zhao Jinzhong chuckled and said, "Long time no see."

After two years apart, Zhao Jinzhong had become more mature and steady. When Wang Mengling heard him finally speak, her heart felt like a snowflake had melted.

Zhao Jinzhong immediately explained, "I brought my sister out for a walk today. If Miss Wang has nothing else to say, we'll take our leave now."

"Little sister?" Wang Mengling looked at the child in Zhao Jinzhong's arms in surprise.

She had big eyes, two small braids, and her clothes accentuated her fair skin, making her look lively and adorable.

But Wang Mengling couldn't say it; she saw the child sitting in Zhao Jinzhong's arms.

She had one arm around Zhao Jinzhong's neck and was eating a candied hawthorn as if no one else was around, feeling a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.

"Brother Jinzhong, when did you get a younger sister?"

An Chang interjected again, "What? Envious? If you are, go home and tell your mother to have one too!"

"An Chang, you!" Wang Mengling was about to lose her temper with An Chang's taunts. She suppressed her anger and tried her best to maintain her image as a young lady.

"My father adopted her as his goddaughter." Zhao Jinzhong didn't want to explain too much to outsiders.

Upon hearing that Zhou Ruo was her adopted daughter, Wang Mengling became even more wary.

She felt a pang of sadness; her sister wasn't her biological sister, yet they were hugging each other so intimately.

"Hey! Brother Jinzhong, it's been so long since we last met. How about we go to Jumanlou for tea and snacks? It's on me."

An Chang: "You're treating? That's great! We've been walking around for a while and we're thirsty."

Hearing An Chang say this, Zhao Jinzhong turned his head and asked Zhou Ruo, "Ruo Ruo, are you thirsty? Brother will take you to have some tea."

Zhou Ruo looked at her hands covered in sticky sugar syrup and her mouth was sticky too, then nodded to Zhao Jinzhong.

When Wang Mengling saw this, her heart sank even further. Zhao Jinzhong used to be known for his coldness.

But just now, his eyes were full of doting when he looked at Zhou Ruo, and his tone was so gentle. How did he change like this?

As they spoke, the group strolled toward Jumanlou.

Jumanlou was a gathering place for the sons and daughters of princes and nobles in the capital.

Here you can often hear rumors that you wouldn't hear in the streets.

Zhao Jinzhong also thought of this, believing that he might find some useful information for Zhou Ruo's diagnosis and treatment at Jumanlou.

That's why I accepted Wang Mengling's invitation.

The four of them sat down by the window upstairs in Jumanlou.

Looking out the window from here, you can see distant mountains and lakes.

Looking down, the bustling street scene unfolds before my eyes.

In this warm weather, enjoying the scenery and sipping fine tea here is incredibly pleasant.

Zhao Jinzhong and Qiu Yue took a handkerchief, wet it, and sat down to wipe Zhou Ruo's hands and mouth.

Wang Mengling witnessed Zhao Jinzhong's meticulous care for Zhou Ruo.

Seeing that An Chang was only focused on looking at the scenery outside the window, she took the initiative to start a conversation.

She sat down opposite Zhou Ruo, leaned forward, and asked, "Little sister, what's your name?"

It was only at this moment that Zhou Ruo realized Wang Mengling's existence.

She smiled and introduced herself to Wang Mengling: "My name is Zhou Ruo, Zhou as in King Wen of Zhou, and Ruo as in the highest good is like water."

Zhao Jinzhong, who was sitting next to her, was stunned for a moment. He had never heard Zhou Ruo introduce herself like this before.

An Chang's attention was also drawn back by Zhou Ruo's voice, "Oh ho! You're quite cultured!"

Zhao Jinzhong was quite surprised. He asked Zhou Ruo in a low voice, "Have you been reading the 'Historical Records' these past two days?"

Zhou Ruo smiled and nodded: "Yes! Mother has some in her room."

Zhao Jinzhong patted her head. "Ruoruo is so great!"

An Chang was stunned, he couldn't believe it: "You read the *History of the Ming Dynasty*? Can you even read it?"

Not to mention An Chang, even someone like Wang Mengling, who was forced to study by her parents, had never read the "History Classics".

Even Zhao Jinzhong, who enjoys reading widely, has only read it once.

When faced with An Chang's questions, Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo neither bothered to explain, but simply responded to him with quiet glances.

An Chang's gaze shifted from disbelief to shock: "No, you really read it?!"

Zhao Jinzhong did not intend to get entangled with him on this issue and took the initiative to change the subject.

"I haven't left the house in a long time, and I'd like to ask you if anyone in the household of any princes or dukes has fallen ill recently?"

Wang Mengling was puzzled when Zhao Jinzhong asked such a question. "Is he sick?"

"Yes, and the more serious the illness, the better!" Zhao Jinzhong glanced at Zhou Ruo, "The stranger the better!"

An Chang asked, puzzled, "Why are you asking this?"

Zhao Jinzhong: "Don't worry about it!"

An Chang: "I..."

An Chang was interrupted by the voice of a passing servant before he could finish speaking.

A servant rushed down from upstairs, grabbing the waiter by the collar halfway down and saying menacingly:

"Go and get me a doctor right now! Quickly!"

An Chang recognized the servant as one of the servants of the Duke of Ling's household, and muttered to himself, "From the Duke of Ling's household?"

Upon hearing An Chang mention that it was the Duke of Ling, Zhao Jinzhong immediately pressed Zhou Ruo, who had already stood up, back down.

"Brother, I want to go and see." Zhou Ruo sat in the chair, craning her neck to look upstairs.

Zhao Jinzhong whispered to her, "Ruoruo, don't worry, calm down."

Wang Mengling stared blankly at him, completely unaware of what had happened.

He poured a cup of tea for each of them, saying, "What's wrong with you all? Come, have some tea."

There was a pharmacy right next to Jumanlou, and the waiter led the doctor upstairs in a hurry.

"Brother?" Zhou Ruo tugged at Zhao Jinzhong's sleeve, looking at him expectantly.

Zhao Jinzhong knew Zhou Ruo's thoughts. After hesitating for a long time, he whispered in Zhou Ruo's ear:

"Your brother will take you up, but don't do anything yet, just watch."