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

Ji Ping sighed almost inaudibly, her face revealing an undisguised disappointment.

Zhao Yucheng watched from the side, feeling annoyed, but he couldn't scold his son when he had just woken up.

Zhou Ruo looked at her father and mother, one angry and the other sad.

Then she looked at her brother, who looked dejected.

That won't do. There are purple aconite leaves in the medicine she added. Brother must drink it.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Upon hearing the sound, Zhao Jinzhong slowly opened his eyelids and looked at the small figure at the foot of the bed.

"This medicine was brewed by Qiuyue and me. Aren't you going to drink it?"

Zhou Ruo's words softened Zhao Jinzhong's resistant expression.

"Ruoruo will be sad if you don't drink it..."

Zhou Ruo lowered her head and touched her two index fingers together in front of her chest.

Zhao Jinzhong shifted his body and turned his face back to normal.

Ji Ping was stunned by the change in her son's attitude.

Zhao Yucheng gently nudged her with his elbow, reminding her to hurry up and give her the medicine.

"Yes, yes, Zhong'er, don't let your little sister down with Ruoruo's kind intentions."

Ji Ping spoke gently as she handed a spoonful of medicine to Zhao Jinzhong's mouth.

Zhao Jinzhong turned his face away again.

Ji Ping paused in mid-air with the spoon in her hand, then put the spoon back into the bowl.

Just as she was about to give up again, Zhao Jinzhong took the bowl of medicine from her hands.

He, a young general, still had his mother feed him medicine.

If outsiders find out, how will he save face?

Zhao Jinzhong quickly swallowed a bowl of medicine and then handed the empty bowl back to Ji Ping.

Ji Ping stood there, stunned. She hadn't seen her son act like this in two years.

Decisive and efficient.

Ji Ping's gaze shifted between Zhao Jinzhong, Kong Wan, and Zhao Yucheng.

His excited yet speechless appearance resembled that of someone with aphasia, and Ji Ping's tears instantly streamed down her face.

"Good, good! That's how my son, Zhao Yucheng, should be!"

Tears welled up in Zhao Yucheng's eyes, and the heavy feeling in his chest seemed to be eased.

"My brother is amazing!"

Zhou Ru sat on the edge of the bed, chuckling, her legs dangling over the edge and kicking merrily.

"Father, Mother, you've had a long day, you should go back and rest."

Ji Ping and Zhao Yucheng looked at each other, both thinking they were hallucinating.

Since becoming paralyzed in both legs, Zhao Jinzhong has been tormented by pain every day.

He hadn't spoken to his parents like this in a very, very long time.

This was the first time Zhou Ruo had heard Zhao Jinzhong speak such a long string of words.

Seeing that his parents were still standing there, Zhao Jinzhong said again:

"I want to rest a little longer. Zhou Ruo can stay here."

Zhou Ruo, who was just having a good time, froze instantly upon hearing these words.

She turned halfway to look at Zhao Jinzhong, slowly raised her index finger to point at herself, and asked in confusion:

"Me? Why should I stay behind?"

Zhao Jinzhong stared at her, confirming her question with his eyes.

Ji Ping could tell that her son really liked this little sister, so she encouraged Zhou Ruo:

"Ruo'er, your brother just woke up. Why don't you stay and talk to him?"

"Speak? Say what?" Zhou Ruo had been calling him "brother" so enthusiastically before, but now that she was being kept alone, she couldn't get it anymore.

Seeing the two children getting along so well, Ji Ping was overjoyed.

She pulled Zhao Yucheng towards the door.

"Mother!" Zhou Ruo called out to Ji Ping.

She felt that Zhao Jinzhong was fierce and was inexplicably afraid.

She dared to come to Wude Courtyard on her own before because she wanted to pick oranges.

She dared to go into the house alone to hand Zhao Jinzhong oranges because she was eager to save him.

In her previous life, she was a fairy healer. Who had she ever been afraid of?

But because she was too bold and reckless, she ultimately cut short her life.

So in this life, she has to learn to be afraid and act timid in front of others.

That way, she might be able to live a little longer in this mortal world.

"Ruo'er, be good, go back to Lanxiang Courtyard later."

Just as Ji Ping was about to leave, she thought for a moment, turned back, and gave him some instructions:

"It would be even better if I could stay and have dinner with my brother before going back."

After saying that, the couple left without looking back.

When Zhou Ruo saw that only the two of them were left in the room, she quickly jumped off the bed and distanced herself from Zhao Jinzhong.

At this moment, she was truly terrified; she didn't know what Zhao Jinzhong would do to her.

At this time, she was only a four-year-old child, with no spiritual power and no physical strength.

She quickly thought about it in her mind; her brother wasn't a bad person.

I must have done something to upset him, and now I'm going to settle the score with him.

If she takes the initiative to admit her mistake, then everything should be fine, right?

"Brother...brother...I didn't do anything bad!"

Zhao Jinzhong stared at her expressionlessly without saying a word.

His innate, imposing aura as a general gave Zhou Ruo an invisible sense of oppression.

He didn't speak, which made her even more nervous.

Zhou Ruo carefully recalled what she had done at the Martial Virtue Academy, and suddenly it all came out like beans spilling from her mouth:

"Brother, I picked some oranges from your yard, but there were only about a dozen."

"I...I even went to your backyard and touched your cavalry general, but I didn't do anything."

Zhou Ruo told herself that she would rather die than let her brother know that she had taken the blood from the comb of his beloved chicken.

"And another thing, I ate five apples, but Wu Bai picked them for me."

What else? Zhou Ruo tried her best to recall.

"Oh! I... I know!" Zhou Ru clapped her hands, as if she had guessed why Zhao Jinzhong had kept her behind.

"Bananas! Last time I ate all the dozen or so bananas on your table." Zhou Ruoxin thought it must be about that.

"You're angry about this, so you kept me here to settle the score with me, right?"

Zhao Jinzhong patiently listened to Zhou Ruo's confession, but when he heard about the banana, he finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"Okay... I'll go to the woods in the backyard and pick two bunches to make it up to you."

"Why is my brother so stingy? I'm treating his illness, but he won't even give me a bunch of bananas," Zhou Ruo said, unhappy.

But what can I do? I still need to heal him to restore my spiritual power. I'll just not eat bananas from him next time.

Seeing Zhou Ru remain silent, head drooping in a daze, Zhao Jinzhong finally spoke: "Who are you?"

"Huh? I'm Zhou Ruo." Zhao Jinzhong spoke indirectly, and Zhou Ruo stared at him with wide eyes and answered directly.

"Do you know medicine?"

"Me? I...I...I can't!" Zhou Ruo stutters when she's nervous, and she also does when she lies.

In her previous life, she was so skilled in medicine that she neglected the feelings of those around her and was killed by jealousy.

She couldn't figure out the ways of the mortal world yet, so she could only lie low for now.

It's always safer to keep your medical skills hidden than to expose them.

"Last time I collapsed here," Zhao Jinzhong said, pointing to the bed, "you gave me oranges, and I recovered."

"Today, you inserted two needles into my leg, and my pain gradually subsided."

Today, Zhou Ruo was in a hurry and didn't care about anything else before starting to insert the needles.

Unexpectedly, while they managed to deceive Doctor Yu and the servants, they couldn't hide it from the injured person himself.