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

"Three coins?!" Cao Lin's eyes widened in disbelief.

Zhao Jinzhong nodded, while Zhou Ruo just smiled and looked at Cao Lin.

Cao Lin had no choice but to take out a piece of silver. "Young General, we didn't bring any copper coins. Please accept this piece of silver on behalf of the little miracle doctor."

Seeing this, Zhao Jinzhong stopped refusing and accepted the silver.

After Cao Lin and the others knelt down to thank Zhou Ruo, they all left.

"Brother, let's go back quickly, I want to eat lemons!" Zhou Ruo said, trying to climb onto Zhao Jinzhong's back.

She has just collected a lot of scorpion venom, and lemons can help her refine the venom into elixir.

Cao Lin had only taken a couple of steps when he heard Zhou Ru say she wanted to eat lemons.

He was overjoyed and turned back to ask, "Does the little miracle doctor like lemons?"

"Yeah!" Zhou Ruogang climbed onto Zhao Jinzhong's back, resting her hands on his shoulders, and said, "I love lemons the most!"

Cao Lin smiled and nodded, then bowed again and took his leave.

The next day, Cao Lin drove a carriage carrying five baskets of lemons to the general's mansion.

If he weren't worried that Zhou Ruo wouldn't be able to eat that much by herself, he would have loved to cut down all the lemon trees in the village and send them to the general's mansion.

Zhou Ruo sat amidst the pile of lemons, taking bites of lemon from the left and then from the right, eating with great relish.

The servants watching from the sidelines had contorted faces and were drooling.

They had never seen anyone eat lemons like that; it tasted even better than meat.

"Ruoruo," Zhao Jinzhong said, standing under the eaves looking at the sky, "we can set up our stall tomorrow."

"Oh! Brother, let me eat my fill first!"

Zhou Ruo ate a lot of lemons, and she felt that the Dan Qi in her body was already sufficient, but there was still no way to put it into use.

For several days in a row, Zhou Ruo set up a stall in the city to treat people's illnesses.

Despite the fact that word had already spread throughout the city, Zhou Ruoneng was able to cure the illness.

However, many people still do not understand Zhou Ruo's medical skills, so not many people come to her stall for treatment every day.

On good days, there are seven or eight; on bad days, there are only three or four.

However, Zhou Ruo is never idle when no one is around.

At first, Zhao Jinzhong would sit by Zhou Ruo's side with a book, watching her get treatment.

Later, when there weren't many people around, Zhou Ruo got bored waiting and simply asked Zhao Jinzhong to start teaching him to write.

That day, Zhou Ruo was writing and drawing on paper with a brush, while Zhao Jinzhong sat beside her and gave her instructions.

"Oh! I couldn't find you at the General's Mansion, and you've actually set up a stall here? What's going on?"

An Chang suddenly appeared, and Zhou Ruo looked up at him.

A baby face, smeared with ink here and there, appeared in An Chang's line of sight.

"Pfft! Hahahaha!"

An Chang was so amused by Zhou Ruo's appearance that she clutched her stomach and laughed hysterically.

Zhou Ruo glanced at An Chang twice, then lowered her head to fiddle with the calligraphy brush in her hand, completely unaffected by An Chang.

Neither the brother nor sister paid any attention to An Chang.

An Chang suppressed his laughter, coughed twice, straightened his clothes which had been disheveled by his laughter, and said jokingly:

"Zhao Jinzhong, has the General's Mansion fallen on hard times? Now you two kids need to set up a stall to earn a living?"

Zhou Ruo seemed not to hear, her mind solely focused on writing.

Zhao Jinzhong glanced at An Chang, sat back down on his stool, and picked up a book to read.

"Young Master An, it's been quite a while since we last met. What brings you here today?"

"Sigh! I was confined by Prince An for over a month, and only today did he finally let me out," An Chang said helplessly.

But seeing Zhou Ruo put him in a great mood. "That's why the first thing I did after regaining my freedom was to come find you guys!"

As he spoke, An Chang sat down on the stool that Zhou Ruo had prepared for the patient at her desk and watched her write.

Zhao Jinzhong was not in the same cheerful mood as An Chang. After An Chang finished speaking, he turned his gaze back to his book.

He then uttered two more words in a low voice: "What is it?"

When Zhao Jinzhong asked An Chang about his serious business, An Chang suddenly became depressed.

"My grandmother is ill," he said casually, his eyes never leaving Zhou Ruo's distorted handwriting.

"Who's sick?" Zhou Ruo paused, then suddenly looked up, staring at An Chang with wide, questioning eyes, her voice urgent and sharp.

An Chang was close to her and was startled by Zhou Ruo's sudden increase in tone, causing her to lean back.

"Your grandmother, Consort An, is ill?" Zhao Jinzhong asked An Chang for confirmation.

"Oh..." An Chang responded softly.

"What illness?" Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo asked almost simultaneously.

An Chang's eyes darted back and forth between the brother and sister's faces, which were filled with surprise and a hint of delight.

"What's wrong with you two siblings? You wouldn't talk to me earlier, but why are you so agitated when you hear my grandmother is sick?"

Zhou Ruo put down her brush, jumped off the stool, walked up to An Chang, and politely asked him with a smile:

"Young Master An, may I go and treat your grandmother?"

This was the first time An Chang had seen Zhou Ruo speak to him in this manner, so he decided to seize the opportunity to tease her.

"Sure, you can call me Brother An Chang." An Chang smiled wickedly.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ruo immediately stopped smiling, turned around and walked back to her seat.

"Huh? I'm so much older than you, what's wrong with calling me 'brother'?"

An Chang felt frustrated seeing the contrast in Zhou Ruo's attitude.

"A person should have backbone, so I won't shout, hehehe!" Zhou Ruochong Anchang made a face.

An Chang had no choice but to get back to the main topic.

"The reason I came to see you today is to ask Zhou Ruo to take a look at my grandmother."

Zhou Ruo's face lit up with surprise again. "Really?"

"Oh! It's even more real than pearls!"

Zhou Ruo quickly put away her paper and pen and said to Zhao Jinzhong, "Brother, let's go quickly!"

After saying that, she stepped forward, took An Chang's hand, and was about to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey! No, there's no rush to leave right away! I was just released, let me play for a while before going back!"

Zhou Ruo ignored him completely and kept pulling An Chang's hand to walk forward.

"Wrong, wrong! It's not this way, it's that way!" An Chang pulled Zhou Ruo back to a stop and pointed in the opposite direction.

"Oh!" Zhou Ruo turned around and continued to pull An Chang forward.

Zhao Jinzhong instructed Wu Jia to stay and clean up the stall, and the three of them headed towards the Prince An's residence.

Upon reaching the gate of Prince An's residence, An Chang suddenly became wary.

"Shh! Don't make a sound. Don't say I brought you back to see Grandma. If anyone asks, just say you're visiting."

Zhou Ruo asked, puzzled, "Why can't we say we're here for treatment?"

Seeing An Chang's somewhat troubled expression, Zhao Jinzhong explained to Zhou Ruo:

"Ruo Ruo, the people in Prince An's mansion don't know you have medical skills. They might not believe you and won't let you treat them easily."

"Yes, yes, yes." An Chang was very satisfied with Jin Zhong's understanding.

"Oh~ that makes sense, okay, I understand, brother!" Zhou Ruo's bright eyes sparkled with a smile.

The way she called Zhao Jinzhong "brother" was so clear and melodious that An Chang felt a tickle in her heart.

Zhou Ruo and the other two entered the Prince's Mansion and went to the backyard.

An Nan is practicing archery in the courtyard.

The little girl pulled the bowstring taut, released it, and the arrow flew out, hitting the bullseye.

"Wow! That's awesome!" Zhou Ru clapped her hands and jumped up excitedly.

An Nan's clean and efficient movements attracted Zhou Ruo's attention.

Or perhaps because the two were of similar age, Zhou Ruo paid more attention to An Nan, even though it was just a passing visit.