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

Ever since he and Zhou Ruo left Xiaoyang Village that day, Zhao Jinzhong had already sent guards to check the area near the reservoir.

However, the guards did not find anything special or unusual.

Zhao Jinzhong refused to believe it and personally spent two days searching carefully around the reservoir.

Apart from a small river in the distance from the reservoir, there was nothing else unusual about it.

Zhao Jinzhong, being more cautious, filled some water from the stream and brought it back to the general's mansion.

After examining it, Zhou Ruo said that there was no poison or spirit insects in the river.

Some of the villagers in Little Sheep Village have started to fall ill again.

If Zhou Ruo doesn't act in time, some villagers will likely be struggling on the brink of death again.

That day, after returning to the General's Mansion, Zhao Jinzhong went directly to Lanxiang Courtyard.

Zhou Ruo was reading a book in Ji Ping's room, with Ji Ping keeping her company.

"Mother." Zhao Jinzhong greeted Ji Ping as soon as he entered the room.

Then he looked at Zhou Ruo.

When Zhou Ruo saw Zhao Jinzhong return, she put down the book in her hand, and her face was still full of smiles.

But that smile looked somewhat bitter.

"Ruoruo, shall your brother take you to buy fruit sponge cake?"

Zhou Ru thought for a moment, smiled and nodded, saying, "Okay."

Seeing that Zhou Ruo was willing to go out, Ji Ping's worries over the past few days finally dissipated somewhat.

She couldn't help but sigh to herself: Ruo'er is still closer to Zhong'er.

Zhao Jinzhong led Zhou Ru out of the fruit cake shop, where Zhou Ru was holding a piece of fruit cake and munching on it.

As Zhou Ruo savored her sweet treat, the gloomy mood she had been feeling for days temporarily vanished from her face.

It was more like the joy of eating delicious fruit and pastries overshadowed it.

Seeing the opportunity, Zhao Jinzhong said to Zhou Ruo, "I'll have Chef Zheng make some lemon fruit sponge cakes another day."

When Zhou Ruo heard the words "Master Zheng," her mouth, which was chewing on fruit cake, suddenly stopped, and her eyes flickered.

"Brother, give me a hug!" Zhou Ruo stretched out her hands to Zhao Jinzhong.

Zhao Jinzhong could tell at a glance that Zhou Ruo still harbored the fear in her heart.

He carried Zhou Ruo as they walked down the street. When they passed a vendor selling candied hawthorns, Zhao Jinzhong asked Zhou Ruo if she wanted to eat candied hawthorns.

Zhou Ruo still held the fruit cake in her hand, glanced at the candied hawthorn, and shook her head.

However, Zhao Jinzhong still bought two strings, wrapped them in a handkerchief, and held them in his hand.

As they passed through a small alley, Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo both heard intermittent sobbing sounds coming from inside.

Turning around, I saw a child even younger than Zhou Ruo crying while clinging to a woman.

The woman was sitting against the wall with her eyes closed.

The two are likely a mother and son who are beggars.

"Brother," Zhou Ruo pointed in the direction of the mother and child, "let's go take a look."

Zhao Jinzhong first carefully checked the alley to make sure it was safe before leading Zhou Ruo to the mother and child.

Zhou Ruo wrapped her arms around Zhao Jinzhong's neck and sat in his lap, looking down at them.

"Brother, this aunt has fainted." Zhou Ruo said as she broke free from Zhao Jinzhong's embrace and got off the ground.

The little boy was crying with his head buried in his mother's arms when he heard someone talking behind him, so he raised his head and turned around.

A pair of misty, teary eyes, her little face dirty and cracked.

His clothes were very thin, and there were two holes in his knees.

The woman lay unconscious with her head tilted to the side, her hand resting on the ground, still holding a broken porcelain bowl, which was empty.

"Who are you?" the boy asked in a still-childish voice.

The unfamiliar faces of Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo frightened him, and he kept retreating into his mother's arms.

Zhou Ruo took two pieces of fruit cake out of the paper bag and handed them to the boy, "Little brother, don't be afraid, here, have some."

The little boy's gaze lingered on the fruit cake for a while, then he glanced at Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo.

Taking a gamble that the person in front of him wasn't a bad guy, the little boy quickly grabbed the pastry from Zhou Ruo's hand and stuffed it into his mouth in one gulp.

"Eat slowly, there's more here if you're not full, don't choke," Zhao Jinzhong said to the little boy.

Zhou Ruo took out silver needles from his pocket, intending to treat the woman.

The little boy was dazzled by the silver light of the needles, and, emboldened by who-knows-where, sat down directly in front of the woman.

The boy spread his short arms to shield his mother behind him, and said to Zhou Ruo in a cute but fierce tone, "Go away! Don't hurt my mother!"

Zhou Ruo's hand holding the silver needles trembled; she was startled by the little boy's sudden aura.

Zhao Jinzhong quickly pulled Zhou Ruo back a little, and said somewhat displeasedly:

"We're here to save your mother. If you don't want her to die, then step aside and watch!"

The little boy was very wary, and it seemed that he had been bullied a lot in his daily life.

He hesitated for a while, then heard Zhou Ruo say, "Little brother, I know how to cure illnesses. I can wake your mother up."

The little boy was perhaps influenced by Zhou Ruo's innocence and thought that she wouldn't hurt his mother.

So he slowly moved aside, making room for Zhou Ruo.

Zhou Ruo stepped forward and gave the woman an acupuncture needle, channeling a wisp of spiritual energy into her body.

The woman wasn't sick; she just fainted from hunger, suffering from severe deficiency of qi and blood.

As soon as Zhou Ruo's spiritual energy entered her body, her energy was immediately restored, and her blood and qi were much more abundant.

The woman slowly opened her eyes and was startled when she saw Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo.

She glanced sideways and saw her son was still beside her. She quickly hugged him tightly and said fearfully, "Who are you? What do you want?"

Zhao Jinzhong felt a pang of sadness; he wondered who had been persecuting this mother and son.

They are so insecure that they get so nervous when they see unfamiliar faces.

"Auntie, you fainted from hunger! I just gave you an acupuncture treatment, and you're fine now!"

Upon hearing Zhou Ruo's words, the woman then noticed the silver needles still stuck in her wrist.

Then she felt that her body was no longer weak and her strength had returned to a lot.

Having understood everything, the woman, with her child, quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo, saying:

"Thank you so much, my benefactor! Thank you for saving my life!"

"Brother, let's leave these for them," Zhou Ruo said, looking at the fruit cakes and candied hawthorns in Zhao Jinzhong's hand.

Zhao Jinzhong nodded and handed the items to the woman.

He also took out a piece of silver from his pocket and gave it to the mother and son, then led Zhou Ru out of the alley.

The brother and sister walked back onto the street, and Zhou Ruo's heart remained unsettled for a long time.

"Brother, that little brother was so pitiful. If that auntie dies, the little brother will go hungry too."

As Zhou Ruo was led by Zhao Jinzhong, she looked at the road in front of her and said with emotion.

Zhao Jinzhong remained silent for a while, then turned around, picked up Zhou Ruo, and walked away.

He took a few more steps forward before speaking to Zhou Ruo, "Ruo Ruo is right, luckily Auntie ran into us just now."

Zhou Ruo nodded and said nothing more.

"Ruo Ruo, there are many children in Little Sheep Village who are about the same age as this little brother, and their parents are also quite ill."