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

It wasn't that she felt nothing at all; when she treated the villagers this time, Zhou Ruo could sense changes in spiritual energy.

Unlike after Ling Yu was cured, she felt nothing at all.

However, this time the feeling wasn't very obvious.

"Is he losing his mind?" Zhao Jinzhong regretted saying this as soon as it left his mouth.

Zhou Ruo stared at Zhao Jinzhong with wide eyes, her gaze filled with resentment.

Zhao Jinzhong quickly explained, "Oh no, what I mean is, we'll continue the treatment tomorrow, and maybe we'll hear something again tomorrow."

"Oh." Zhou Ruo lowered her head, agreeing with Zhao Jinzhong's words.

Zhao Jinzhong breathed a sigh of relief; he really had to be careful with his words.

For three consecutive days, Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo set off early each morning to provide free medical services in Xiaoyang Village.

Over the course of three days, no fewer than two hundred villagers received treatment.

However, the voice in Zhou Ruo's mind remained silent.

On the evening of the third day, Zhou Ruo and Zhao Jinzhong were about to take a carriage back to the city.

Standing on the mountain ridge, looking down at the entire Little Sheep Village in the setting sun, Zhou Ruo suddenly felt very wronged.

With a sudden stomp of her small foot, Zhou Ruo used 50% of her spiritual power to draw a talisman to resolve the difficulties of the entire Little Sheep Village.

She was angry, so she channeled all her anger into the talisman and sent it flying into the void towards Little Sheep Village.

In an instant, the pathogens hidden in the village and on the villagers trembled.

These pathogens seemed to be intimidated by some force, and their energy was weakened by two points.

"Spiritual power has recovered to 52%."

"Hmph! That's more like it!" Zhou Ruo finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the voice. "You always bully me!"

Even a small fly is still meat; at least this time there's some movement.

Theoretically, my spiritual power should have recovered to about 55%, but it has only recovered to 52%.

There is only one reason: the villagers of Little Sheep Village are still suffering from illness.

After Zhou Ruo and Zhao Jinzhong entered the city by carriage, the carriage slowed down noticeably.

Zhou Ruo pulled back the curtain and looked at the scene on the street.

"Brother!" Zhou Ruo suddenly called out to Zhao Jinzhong, "What is that old man doing?"

Zhou Ruo pointed to an old man with a white beard, who had set up a small table and a flag with the word "divination" written on it.

Zhao Jinzhong peeked over and said, "That's a Taoist priest telling fortunes."

The fortune teller... Zhou Ruo started to do some mental calculations.

Just as Zhou Ruo was pondering his plans, Zhao Jinzhong suddenly punched the wall of the carriage shed.

He muttered under his breath, "You bastard!"

Zhou Ruo looked up at him and saw Zhao Jinzhong staring angrily out the window.

When Zhou Ruo turned to look out the window again, she didn't see anything strange.

"Brother, why are you angry?" she asked softly.

"Ling San! He's a real piece of work!" Zhao Jinzhong said through gritted teeth.

Just now, when the carriage passed by the Hundred Flowers Garden, he saw Ling Yu drunkenly clinging to two women.

It's obvious they just came out of the Hundred Flowers Garden to fool around.

"If he has another episode, you absolutely must not try to save him again. He's beyond help!"

Zhou Ruo thought for a moment, "Brother, are you talking about that filthy and smelly person?"

Zhao Jinzhong nodded.

"Don't worry, brother. Didn't I tell you? If I save him again, my spiritual power will diminish. I'm not stupid!"

Zhou Ruo said angrily, recalling the smell on Ling Yu, she almost felt nauseous again.

An Chang has been confined to the Prince's residence for several days.

In the past few days, besides doubling his daily homework, he has only done two things.

His first purpose was to visit his grandmother, and his second purpose was to accompany his five-year-old sister, An Nan, in practicing martial arts.

That day, he and his sister were practicing stick fighting in the backyard.

Princess Yu and Lady Liu, the Duchess of the State, were strolling and chatting along the courtyard corridor when they happened to pass by the backyard.

An Chang heard her mother pressing Liu Shi for an answer: "You said Ling Yu's illness has been cured?"

Liu lowered her voice and said, "Yes! At Jumanlou, even the Imperial Hospital couldn't cure this disease, but a child cured it."

I didn't believe it when Yu'er told me.

As they were talking, Madam Liu caught sight of An Chang and suddenly remembered, "An Chang was there that day too!"

Hearing the two mention him in their conversation, An Chang turned his gaze over.

Princess Yu called out gently, "Chang'er, come here."

An Chang put down the stick in his hand, ran to his mother, and politely greeted Liu Shi.

"Chang'er, did you go to Jumanlou a few days ago?" Princess Yu asked.

An Chang listened to the question, glanced at Liu Shi, and became wary.

If asked about his encounter with Ling Yu at Jumanlou that day, he couldn't admit it.

He had promised Zhao Jinzhong that he wouldn't reveal that Zhou Ruo had cured Ling Yu's illness.

"What...what's wrong, Mother?" An Chang feigned confusion.

Princess Consort Yu: "Your Aunt Liu said that Ling Yu was at Jumanlou a few days ago, and you were there too?"

As expected, the question was about Ling Yu. An Chang pretended not to know: "Huh? When?"

Liu Shi: "That day, Ling Yu fell ill at Jumanlou. It was said that Zhao Jinzhong from the General's Mansion and his sister cured him."

Yu'er said you were there too.

Ha, that Ling Yu is a real scoundrel! He clearly promised Zhao Jinzhong not to tell anyone, but now he's spilled the beans about An Chang.

"Huh? I don't know. I haven't seen Ling Yu in ages, and I haven't been to Jumanlou in a long time either. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

An Chang pretended to be completely unaware.

But he was also curious whether Liu Shi's visit to his mother to tell her about Ling Yu being cured by Zhao Jinzhong's sister was just casual conversation.

After Liu left the palace, An Chang ran to Princess Yu's room.

He pretended to be going to have tea with his mother, but actually wanted to probe her.

After taking a sip of tea, An Chang casually asked, "Why did Aunt Liu suddenly bring up Ling Yu?"

Princess Yu smiled slightly; she knew her son's character better than anyone.

No matter how well An Chang pretended, his guilty conscience could never escape the notice of Princess Yu.

Princess Yu picked up her teacup, took a sip of tea, and then said slowly, "She was just expressing her feelings."

An Chang: "Oh—"

"Chang'er," Princess Yu suddenly changed the subject, "what do you think about having Zhao Jinzhong's sister come and see your grandmother?"

An Chang put down his teacup, slammed his hand on the table, and exuded an air of great consensus.

"Mother, we're on the same page, but will Father agree?" An Chang sighed, but also looked worried.

Princess Yu also put down her teacup, smiled at An Chang, and remained silent.

A moment later, An Chang realized that he had given himself away.

"Hey—Mom, really, why did you try to trick me into telling the truth!" An Chang felt a little embarrassed after her mother discovered that she had lied.

Princess Consort Yu: "So what Aunt Liu said is true, it really was Sister Zhao Jinzhong who cured Ling Yu, and you were there too?"

An Chang glanced at her mother reproachfully and muttered, "I promised Jin Zhong I wouldn't tell anyone."

Princess Yu scolded him playfully, "Your mother isn't an outsider."

An Chang thought for a moment, sighed, and said, "Yes, Zhao Jinzhong's sister, Zhou Ruo, cured Ling San."

"Zhou Ruo not only cured Ling San, but she also cured Zhao Jinzhong's legs."