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

Zhao Jinzhong stopped and glanced at Zhou Ruo.

Zhou Ruo said with great disgust, "Um—it's dirty and smelly, I don't want to treat it."

Zhou Ruo wouldn't refuse treatment because of the patient's illness; she just really disliked the way Ling Yu had described her and her brother earlier.

When Wang Mengling heard Zhao Jinzhong say that Zhou Ruo's medical skills were better than Doctor Qin's, she was filled with a mixture of shock and doubt.

"Brother Jinzhong, you said your sister knows medicine?" Wang Mengling asked cautiously to confirm.

She was puzzled from the moment she saw Zhao Jinzhong carrying Zhou Ru on the street.

What was it about this little girl that made Zhao Jinzhong dote on her so much? His eyes were full of affection when he looked at her.

Zhao Jinzhong was a cold and aloof person, and he never showed any brotherly affection for his sister.

She used to frequently visit the general's mansion, always bringing gifts for Zhao Jinzhong, but he was always indifferent to her.

Once, she overheard the servants at Wude Courtyard saying that Zhao Jinzhong had thrown all the gifts she had given him to the servants.

From then on, Wang Mengling gradually hid her admiration for Zhao Jinzhong and buried it in her heart.

Even after Zhao Jinzhong became paralyzed, she initially went to visit him, but his increasingly terrifying temper completely shut her out.

She overheard her elders saying several times that General Zhao's son was beyond saving.

She gradually faded out of Zhao Jinzhong's life.

More than two years later, when Wang Mengling met Zhao Jinzhong again, he was very different from the man she had met two years ago.

Not only have his height and appearance changed, but the once cold and ruthless young general has now become a doting and warm-hearted older brother.

This was hard for Wang Mengling to accept, and she was also eager to find out the reasons behind Zhao Jinzhong's series of changes.

"Yes, Ruoruo knows medicine," Zhao Jinzhong said frankly.

The meaning in Wang Mengling's eyes became ambiguous.

Ling Yu, who had been crying out for help in pain on the ground, stopped crying out in pain and suddenly started rolling around on the ground because he felt itchy and uncomfortable all over.

While struggling, it kept scratching at its body with its hands.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Ruo sighed inwardly.

Then she pulled Zhao Jinzhong down and whispered a few words in his ear.

Ling Yu was in unbearable pain and itching. In a brief moment of respite, he rushed to Zhao Jinzhong again, begging him to save him.

After listening to Zhou Ruo's words, Zhao Jinzhong pondered for a moment before slowly speaking to Ling Yu.

"Ling San, I'll let my sister save you, but you have to agree to three conditions."

Upon hearing that someone was willing to save him, Ling Yu was willing to do anything as long as he didn't suffer excruciating pain or feel unbearable discomfort.

"I promise! I promise!" he said painfully, panting heavily.

Seeing Ling Yu's demeanor, which was worse than a dog's, An Chang really wanted to mock him.

But the words that came to his lips were reduced to a mere sigh: "Tch!"

Zhao Jinzhong calmly said, "First, if I cure you, you cannot mention my name, Zhao Jinzhong, or my sister's name."

Don't let outsiders know that we saved you.

"Alright, alright! I agree!" Ling Yu thought to himself, what kind of ridiculous condition is this? He saved someone but doesn't want to leave his name? He agreed.

"Secondly, we will only save you this once. If you continue to engage in promiscuous behavior and become ill again after you recover, you must not come to my sister for treatment again."

Upon hearing this condition, Ling Yu's mind went blank for a moment, but the urge to prick him made him quickly agree: "I agree, I agree!"

"Third, after you recover, do ten good deeds and never bully the people again."

Upon hearing this, Ling Yu sneered inwardly, but immediately agreed, "Alright, alright! I'll do good deeds and stop bullying the people."

Zhou Ruo kept a close eye on Ling Yu's reaction to the three conditions Zhao Jinzhong had given him, and even used her spiritual power to sense Ling Yu's state.

Then, she shook her head helplessly and said to the two servants, "Put him on that spot."

When the two servants saw that someone was willing to save their young master, they immediately carried him back to his seat without saying a word.

Zhou Ruo glanced at Zhao Jinzhong, who nodded at her. Only then did Zhou Ruo step forward to the couch and begin administering acupuncture.

Ling Yu's strange illness was caused by the suppression of his yang energy by yin energy and lustful energy, and ordinary acupuncture and medicine could not cure it at all.

The previous doctor was quite smart; he knew he couldn't cure this disease himself, so he ran away as soon as possible.

This time, Ling Yu didn't expect Zhou Ruo to completely cure his illness; he just wanted to alleviate his discomfort.

When Zhou Ruo inserted the three needles, Ling Yu clearly felt the chaotic, swirling wind around his body stop.

Then, his pain and itching gradually subsided.

Slowly, slowly, he drifted off to sleep.

Zhou Ruo only inserted five needles into Ling Yu's body, and all the illness in Ling Yu's body was eliminated.

The festering and scabbed areas on his body have all healed completely.

Ling Yu was like he had changed his skin.

The two servants were so shocked by the change in their master that they could hardly speak.

Their master hadn't slept so peacefully in a very, very long time.

The master usually spends most of his time in brothels and taverns being served by women.

If he were to spend the night at the Duke's mansion, several servants would take turns scratching his back, and the scratching would continue all night long without stopping.

"A miracle doctor..." one of the servants exclaimed silently, staring blankly at Ling Yu's no longer rough skin.

An Chang and Wang Mengling naturally couldn't see the change in Ling Yu's illness.

However, they could see that Ling Yu's state had changed from his previous agitation to a peaceful sleep.

I also noticed that his skin, which was originally dark and tanned, had now returned to normal.

More than a month ago, when An Chang first met Zhao Jinzhong, who had recovered, Zhao Jinzhong told An Chang that Zhou Ruo had cured his leg.

At that time, besides being shocked, An Chang couldn't imagine that Zhou Ruo could cure Zhao Jinzhong's leg.

He couldn't understand it, and he didn't have time to understand it.

Today he witnessed firsthand how Zhou Ruoneng cured a disease that even the Imperial Hospital dared not treat in such a short time.

Only then did he understand and digest Zhou Ruohui's medical skills and the fact that she had cured Zhao Jinzhong's legs.

An idea secretly sprouted in his mind, but after hesitating for a long time, he suppressed it.

This was the first time Wang Mengling had ever seen such a young child who knew medicine and could cure diseases.

Her shock was far greater than An Chang's.

Wang Mengling walked up to Ling Yu and carefully examined the silver needles that were still attached to his body; they were so thin that she could hardly see them.

She took another careful look at the four or five-year-old child in front of her, whose voice still sounded childish.

Finally, she walked up to Zhao Jinzhong and asked, "Brother Jinzhong, did your sister cure him?" Her eyes widened in confusion.

Zhao Jinzhong turned his head and asked Zhou Ruo, "Ruo Ruo, is everything alright?"

As Zhou Ruo put away the silver needles and cleaned up, she nodded and replied, "It's all done, brother."

Zhao Jinzhong turned his face and silently told Wang Mengling with his eyes, "Look, my sister says she's cured."