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

"Just a few needle pricks, and... you're all better?"

"Could she have pricked the wrong acupoint and knocked Ling San unconscious?"

Wang Mengling was initially unhappy because she saw Zhao Jinzhong doting on his younger sister too much.

Now, because of this younger sister, Ling San's strange illness can be cured with just a few silver needles.

She doesn't understand, and she doesn't accept it.

She couldn't allow such a young child to be so capable, especially since he was so beloved by Zhao Jinzhong!

Zhao Jinzhong was already used to the various reactions from those around him when Zhou Ruoneng was cured.

"Just as you two reacted," Zhao Jinzhong said calmly to An Chang and Wang Mengling:

"Believe it or not, I only hope that you two will not tell anyone about my sister treating Ling San today."

Wang Mengling, as if she had seized upon something, said happily:

"I knew it, Brother Jinzhong, you didn't want people to find out it was fake and it would be embarrassing, right?"

Zhao Jinzhong's anger was reignited by Wang Mengling's words.

However, he didn't want to react. As long as Wang Mengling didn't tell anyone, what she thought didn't matter.

An Chang used to think Wang Mengling was materialistic, but he didn't know she was so brainless.

While thinking about how to please Zhao Jinzhong, she also disapproved of Zhou Ruohui's medical skills.

Such a foolish and petty woman will never win Zhao Jinzhong's heart in this lifetime.

"Rest assured, I will not reveal a single word of your loyalty," An Chang swore.

Curing willow disease is hardly something to be proud of.

If this matter is publicized, Zhao Jinzhong and his sister might be besieged by opium addicts in the future.

Moreover, what good reputation could one gain from curing someone like Ling San, whom the people despise?

An Chang could understand Zhao Jinzhong's thoughts, so he supported Zhao Jinzhong and did not reveal any information.

Zhao Jinzhong ignored Wang Mengling, and Ling Yu was also temporarily asleep. He then left Jumanlou with Zhou Ruo.

"Brother, I'm hungry..." Zhou Ruo had just used her spiritual power to cure Ling Yu's illness, and her stomach rumbled several times after she went downstairs.

"Want to eat fruit again?"

Zhou Ruo smiled and nodded.

Zhao Jinzhong looked around, thinking of buying some fresh fruit for Zhou Ruo on the street.

I happened to see a shop sign that read "Fruit Cake," and wondered, "What's that?"

He had never liked pastries since he was a child, but when he saw the character "果" (guo, meaning fruit), he thought that Zhou Ruo might like it.

Zhao Jinzhong carried Zhou Ruo into the fruit cake shop, where several kinds of pastries made from fruit were displayed.

As soon as Zhou Ruo entered, she was captivated by the aroma of fruit in the shop.

"Wow, it smells so good!" she couldn't help but exclaim.

A drop of drool sneaked out from the corner of Zhou Ruo's mouth, only to be sucked back in by her.

Zhao Jinzhong was amused by Zhou Ruo's actions.

When the shopkeeper saw Zhao Jinzhong and his group enter, he immediately went to greet them.

"Sir/Madam, what flavors do you prefer?"

As he spoke, the shopkeeper placed one piece of each flavor of fruit cake on a bamboo tray and handed it to Zhou Ruo and Zhao Jinzhong.

Without saying a word, Zhou Ruo picked up the orange-flavored piece, put it in her mouth, and took a bite.

The soft and chewy pastry melted in her mouth, carrying a rich orange aroma. Zhou Ruo loved it, her eyes shining.

He finished a piece in just a few bites.

After finishing the orange-flavored one, Zhou Ruo reached for the grapefruit-flavored one.

The moment the pastry touched her lips, Zhou Ruo's eyes lit up again.

Zhao Jinzhong said to Wu Jia, "Take some back and let the cooks in the manor learn how to make it."

Zhou Ruo was carried out of the shop by Zhao Jinzhong. She held a pastry in each hand and ate it with great relish.

"Brother, it would be nice if there were lemons."

Zhao Jinzhong smiled and said, "If Ruoruo likes it, we'll plant lemon trees and have the cook make them!"

"Oh! Brother is so nice!" she said, and then kissed Zhao Jinzhong on the cheek.

Zhao Jinzhong gradually got used to Zhou Ruo's way of expressing happiness and was no longer as embarrassed as before.

At least, my face isn't red anymore.

The group walked along a path near the General's Mansion, leaving the main street. The streets became quieter and less crowded.

At this moment, Zhao Jinzhong asked Zhou Ruo:

"Ruoruo, why did you make me mention those last two conditions to Ling San at Jumanlou?"

Zhou Ruo was still savoring the delicious fruit cake when she said, "Brother, he can't do that."

She seemed to be giving an irrelevant answer, which made Zhao Jinzhong even more confused.

Zhou Ruo slowly swallowed the fruit cake in her mouth before explaining:

"That dirty man, I cured his illness, but his spiritual power didn't increase at all!"

Zhao Jinzhong looked at Zhou Ruo in surprise, then heard Zhou Ruo continue:

"I removed the poison from the Ice Toad Uncle's brother, and his spiritual power even increased a little. As for that person just now, he didn't."

Zhao Jinzhong: "Not even a little bit?"

Zhou Ruo: "Not at all!"

Zhao Jinzhong was puzzled because, no matter how bad Ling Yu was, he was still the third young master of the Duke's mansion.

The Duke of Ling worked tirelessly for the court alongside the Emperor and made many contributions. Shouldn't his descendants also benefit from some of those contributions?

Zhao Jinzhong was puzzled when he heard Zhou Ruo say, "A person like him has no merit."

Not only will he not have it, he will also diminish the merits of his parents.

Zhou Ruo's words shocked Zhao Jinzhong. "Ruo Ruo, how do you know all this?"

"Hehehe—" Zhou Ruo scratched the back of his head and said with a grin:

"I heard some of it when my mother was chanting scriptures, and some of it was what I thought about myself."

Ling Yu was so seriously ill, and Zhou Ruo cured him, yet she couldn't sense any increase in spiritual power, which was enough to show that this person had no merit whatsoever.

Zhao Jinzhong mentioned the last two conditions to him, and although he verbally agreed, Zhou Ruo could sense that he was not sincere.

If a person who has no merit is cured by a doctor and then relapses, their merit will be depleted.

"Brother, if he comes to us for treatment again next time, just say I'm sick!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhao Jinzhong was unhappy to hear Zhou Ruo say that he was sick.

"Really? If he has another relapse and I treat him again, my spiritual power will weaken."

Those who commit sexual misconduct will lose all their merits.

It was Zhou Ruo's good fortune that healed Ling Yu, driven by his conscience as a healer.

If Zhou Ruo cures him, but he doesn't repent, doesn't accumulate merit, and continues to indulge in debauchery, causing him to fall ill again.

If Zhou Ruo were to save him at this point, it would be aiding and abetting evil, interfering with cause and effect, and she would also have to bear the corresponding consequences, with her spiritual power being reduced.

Zhou Ruo can't analyze it that clearly yet, but she can tell from her intuition that this is what happened.

After parting ways with Zhao Jinzhong and the others, An Chang went straight back to the Prince An's residence.

He arrived at Madam An's door, hesitated, and lingered at the entrance.

Several times he raised his hand as if to knock on the door, but in the end he didn't go in.

Just then, Granny Li, who was in Madam An's room, opened the door to fetch medicine for the old lady.

Upon seeing An Chang outside the door, he asked, "Has the young master come to see the old lady again?"

An Chang would come to see his grandmother every day, and the servants all knew that he was a filial son.

An Chang: "Granny, Grandmother seems to be feeling better these past few days?"

Granny Li: "The old lady's complexion has improved somewhat. The Imperial Advisor gave the prince a few pills, which the old lady took, and her complexion has become more radiant."

But only his complexion improved slightly; the other symptoms did not improve.