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

"If Grandma falls ill again next time, I'll just expel the illness from her body!"

"It won't be long before I'm able to get rid of the strange thing on Grandma!"

Zhou Ruo patted his chest confidently and said.

The Empress Dowager: "Really?"

Zhou Ruo: "Really!"

Zhou Ruo indeed had a solution, and the Dowager Consort was relieved once again.

After hearing Zhou Ruo's explanation, Prince An realized that he had been too prejudiced.

Zhou Ruo asserted that she could cure the Dowager Consort's illness, and Prince An temporarily believed her.

If she can't be cured in the end, it's not too late to punish her.

After all this time, no doctor has been able to cure the Empress Dowager to her current state.

Prince An suddenly changed his expression and said to Zhou Ruo with a gentle smile, "In that case, I would appreciate it if the little divine doctor would take good care of you."

"Once you've truly cured the Dowager Consort, I will personally petition the Emperor to grant you the title of Princess."

Upon hearing Prince An's words, Zhao Yucheng and Ji Ping both breathed a sigh of relief and quickly expressed their gratitude on behalf of Zhou Ruo.

Just as the atmosphere in the main room was gradually becoming harmonious and warm, Zhao Jinzhong caught a glimpse of Zheng Liangyi waiting outside.

He peeked into the main room, his face showing great anxiety.

Zhao Jinzhong got up and walked out without making a sound, and came to Zheng Liangyi.

"Master Zheng, what's the matter that you're in such a hurry?"

Upon seeing Zhao Jinzhong, Zheng Liangyi cried out as if grasping at a straw, "Young General, help...help me!"

Zhao Jinzhong's heart tightened. "Don't rush, tell me slowly, what happened?"

Zheng Liangyi was so anxious that tears welled up in his eyes. "People from Xiaoyang Village said that many people in the village have suddenly fallen ill."

The doctors we called in couldn't diagnose the illness, and the medicine they prescribed wasn't working. Two people died this morning.

"My wife! My wife is sick too..." Zheng Liangyi became more and more agitated as he spoke, at a loss for what to do, his hands trembling with worry.

"And you?" Zhao Jinzhong asked, somewhat puzzled, noticing that Zheng Liangyi showed no signs of illness. "You're not having an attack?"

Zheng Liangyi: "I...I'm not sick. I've been staying at the General's Mansion all this time and haven't gone back."

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Jinzhong said, "Master Zheng, you go back and take a look first. I'll take Miss to Little Sheep Village later."

"Alright, alright! Thank you very much, Young General! I'll head back now!"

After saying that, Zheng Liangyi borrowed a horse from the steward and rushed back to Xiaoyang Village.

The Dowager Consort and the Prince and Princess personally visited the General's Mansion. Faced with this situation, Zhao Jinzhong was unable to take Zhou Ruo away directly.

Moreover, Zhou Ruo was the main person visiting the Prince's Mansion this time.

However, the situation in Little Sheep Village was urgent, with lives at stake, and it also concerned Zhou Ruo's recovery of spiritual power. He had to find a way to get Zhou Ruo out of there.

This allowed her to leave reasonably without offending the Prince's Mansion.

Based on his understanding of Zhou Ruo's personality, Zhao Jinzhong once again took advantage of a break in the adults' conversation to call Zhou Ruo to his side.

Zhou Ruo put her ear close to Zhao Jinzhong's mouth, her expression gradually becoming serious.

"What are we waiting for! Brother, let's go!"

Zhou Ruo's shout drew the attention of the adults to the brother and sister.

Zhao Yucheng: "Ruo'er, what is it?"

"Father, people in Master Zheng's village have fallen ill and died. So many people are sick, I want to go and treat them!"

Zhou Ruo spread her arms and drew a huge circle in the air. When she said "so many, so many," her tone unconsciously became more forceful.

"Master Zheng?" Zhao Yucheng didn't know who Zhou Ruo was referring to, so he turned to look at Ji Ping.

Ji Ping thought for a moment before realizing that Zhou Ruo was probably referring to Chef Zheng from the manor.

"It's Chef Zheng," Ji Ping told Zhao Yucheng. "Not long ago, Ruo'er and Zhong'er went to the village to treat the villagers."

"Little Sheep Village?" The Dowager was somewhat surprised; her reaction suggested she knew of the village.

Seeing that the time was right, Zhao Jinzhong quickly replied to the Dowager: "Yes, Your Highness, the cooks in our household are from Xiaoyang Village."

Prince An asked doubtfully, "What? Are you going to have the young divine physician personally treat the servants in your household as well?"

Does this mean that if Zhou Ruo is made a princess in the future, she will be expected to treat the servants' illnesses?

Zhou Ruo didn't know where the interest came from, but she wanted to correct Prince An's unfair view.

"Uncle An, when it comes to healing and saving lives, there is no distinction between high and low status!"

My silver needles can cure my grandmother's illness, my father's and brother's illness, and even the horses and sheep!

Prince An was stunned upon hearing this, finding it hard to believe that such words came from a child. He began to carefully examine the child before him.

Zhao Jinzhong admired his younger sister from the bottom of his heart; after reading poetry and books, her words carried a different weight.

Ji Ping's heart skipped a beat. "Ruo'er! Don't talk nonsense!" Zhou Ruo's words just now might offend the prince.

She turned to Prince An and quickly apologized, "Your Highness, please don't be offended. Ruo'er is still young, and children speak without thinking..."

"Mother, you recite scriptures every day. Don't the scriptures say that all beings are equal? ​​I'm right!"

Ji Ping was speechless after Zhou Ruo said that.

The Dowager Consort listened to Zhou Ruo's remarks and realized that she was indeed different from the other children.

To have such a broad mind at such a young age, one is destined for great things.

The Empress Dowager spoke up for Zhou Ruo, saying, "Ruo'er is right. Ordinary people also need good doctors to treat them. The world belongs to the people."

"Prince An, I arrange for supplies to be delivered to the people of Little Sheep Village every year. Have all the supplies been delivered this year?"

The Dowager Consort asked Prince An, but Prince An had no knowledge of such detailed matters and could not answer for a moment.

"Wow! The supplies sent to Little Sheep Village were arranged by Grandma?" Zhou Ruo exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone was surprised, as they all knew that the Dowager Consort had been helping the people for many years.

However, everyone thought that the Dowager Consort was only showing her good intentions, and that the specific matters would be arranged and handled by servants.

It's surprising that the Dowager Princess would remember an entire village.

The Empress Dowager: "Does Ruo'er know?"

Zhou Ruo: "Yes! Last time my brother and I went to Little Sheep Village, we even ran into people from the Prince's Mansion distributing supplies to the villagers!"

The Dowager said, "In that case, Ruo'er, you should go and show the villagers the medicine, but please be careful."

Seeing that the Dowager Consort was so understanding and righteous, Zhao Yucheng also took the initiative to speak:

"Don't worry, Your Highness. With Jinzhong going with you, everything will be fine. I will also arrange for guards to escort Ruo'er there."

The Empress Dowager was still worried and gave Prince An further instructions.

"Prince An, please send the royal physician with you to assist Ruo'er. She's just a child, and there are so many villagers around; don't let her get tired."

Prince An has put aside his prejudices and changed his opinion of Zhou Ruo. "Yes, Mother, the Prince's Mansion will send some more medicine and supplies over."

Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo's carriage led the way, and the procession set off in a grand procession towards Xiaoyang Village.

By the time Zhou Ruo and her group arrived at Little Sheep Village, it was already dark and night had fallen.

The village of Little Sheep was filled with mournful cries; almost all the villagers had collapsed.

In the dim light of the night and by candlelight, only a handful of villagers could be seen standing.

The village chief, clutching his stomach and pale-faced, directed the crowd at the village entrance.

Zheng Liangyi was one of the few clear-headed people. As soon as he returned to the village, he told the villagers that Zhou Ruo was coming.

In order to facilitate a quick diagnosis and treatment when Zhou Ruo arrives, everyone spontaneously gathered in the open space at the entrance of the village.

Almost all the physicians from the General's Mansion and the Prince An's Mansion went, totaling nearly ten doctors.

"Spiritual power restored to 57%!"

"Hmm?" Zhou Ruo was sensing the strange situation in the village.

She could clearly sense that the situation in the village was clearer than when she last came.

It turns out that the merits accumulated from treating the people in the city over the past few days have manifested.

It seems the talisman I drew for that uncle with tuberculosis today worked; the livestock should all be cured.

I have five points more spiritual energy than when I last came to Little Sheep Village, and my senses are much clearer.

"What are these symptoms?"

"I don't know! I've never seen it before!"

"That's really strange!"

After taking the pulses of some villagers and exchanging ideas, the doctors found that the villagers' symptoms were quite strange.

Many villagers presented with different symptoms, some of which were similar to those Zhou Ruo had when she first arrived.

But this time, the villagers had one thing in common: almost everyone's lips had turned black.

"They've been poisoned," Zhou Ruo said.

"Poisoning?"

"What kind of poison did you get?"

What kind of poison is it that even doctors can't diagnose by taking the pulse?

"It's Yuqianling," Zhou Ruo said, frowning slightly.

She was puzzled. This kind of grass grows in sparsely populated areas and is a good medicine.

The toxicity is only released when it is ground into a fine powder, mixed with another herb, and quenched at high temperatures.

In his previous life, the alchemists in Zhou Ruo Sect only used this herb when refining top-grade poison pills.