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

"That long-bearded old Taoist priest used a talisman on Aunt Song and also gave her a big, black dumpling—it's very fierce!"

Zhao Jinzhong seemed to realize something. He let Zhou Ruo into the house, closed the door, and then asked her in a low voice:

"You went into Aunt Song's inner courtyard? You saw what they were doing, didn't you?"

"I saw it when I was picking peaches from the peach tree by the wall!"

Zhou Ruo recounted the events that had occurred in the courtyard to Zhao Jinzhong in her own words.

Finally, she summarized:

"Brother, your leg is probably going to hurt even more now."

Zhao Jinzhong's face darkened, and he remained silent.

"But I've already figured out a way to deal with that dark thing!"

Zhou Ruoming's bright smile gave Zhao Jinzhong renewed hope.

"I'll put a bag on your leg, so no one can see it."

Zhou Ruo used her spiritual power to draw a talisman in her palm and then placed it over Zhao Jinzhong's legs.

"Alright! This bag will collect all the dark energy from your legs."

Zhao Jinzhong watched as Zhou Ruo performed a few actions in front of him, and then it was over.

"Where's the bag? I can't see it."

"If you see it, others will see it too."

Zhou Ruo put her hands on her hips, looking like she had accomplished something great.

Zhao Jinzhong looked at the child in front of him with a mixture of understanding and confusion.

Then Zhou Ruo added, "Brother, you have to look like him!"

"Like what?"

"Like this..." Zhou Ruo began to hug her legs and lie on the ground, imitating Zhao Jinzhong's painful appearance.

Zhao Jinzhong was amused by Zhou Ruo's comical appearance, but he quickly realized what was going on:

"Are you trying to say that the invisible bag will contain the things that hurt me, but I'm going to pretend my leg hurts?"

Zhou Ruo clapped her hands and jumped up happily, pleased that Zhao Jinzhong understood her meaning.

At the same time, she also felt that her older brother was very smart.

"It will hurt even more than before!" Zhou Ruo emphasized again.

"Okay!" Zhao Jinzhong nodded in agreement. "How long will it take to pretend?"

"I don't know..." Zhou Ru shook her head.

"..."

Although Zhao Jinzhong felt helpless, he unconditionally trusted Zhou Ruo.

If things get too bad, I can just pretend to faint.

"Then I'll head back now." Zhou Ruo walked to the door, turned around, and said, "Brother, remember... okay!"

She imitated Zhao Jinzhong's pained expression again.

Zhao Jinzhong couldn't help but laugh out loud again, "I know..."

He thought this little sister was very cute!

When Zhou Ruo returned to Lanxiang Courtyard, she saw a pink dress folded on the table emitting black smoke as soon as she entered.

"Miss is back!" Siqiao greeted her.

Seeing that Zhou Ruo kept staring at the clothes on the table, Si Qiao quickly explained:

"This was just sent over by Aunt Song. She said she bumped into you in the courtyard last time and came to apologize."

Upon hearing that it was sent by Aunt Song, Zhou Ruo understood immediately.

"Oh~~~" Zhou Ruo felt that the clothes came at the perfect time. She was worried that she was still missing something to cure her brother's leg.

Zhou Ruo stepped forward, waved her hand on her clothes, and instantly absorbed the black energy into her palm.

She came up with this method after seeing the Taoist priest use sword energy to resist the black energy in Aunt Song's heart.

She currently has weak spiritual power, and has used up too much spiritual power these past two days to relieve Zhao Jinzhong's pain.

She sensed that her already limited spiritual energy seemed to have weakened even further.

And since Aunt Song would go even further to harm Zhao Jinzhong, Zhou Ruo thought of this method.

The method to help my brother withstand Aunt Song's attacks in a short time is: to fight evil with evil.

Since her spiritual power was insufficient, she could still use the evil and malevolent energy that Aunt Song used to harm her brother to suppress it back.

At this moment, she did not know what Aunt Song had done to her, but she was protected by spiritual energy, so no matter what Aunt Song did, she could not be harmed.

She could turn the tables on him.

"Would you like to try on the clothes?" Siqiao asked, seeing the young lady lost in thought.

"I don't like it." Zhou Ru shook her head and walked away.

Siqiao disliked Aunt Song from the start, and the servants in Lanxiang Courtyard could all see through Aunt Song's act.

Since the young lady didn't like the things Aunt Song gave her, she didn't say anything more and simply put the clothes into the closet.

In the inner courtyard of Ningxiang Courtyard, after receiving the effigy of Zhao Jinzhong with needles inserted by the Taoist priest, Aunt Song thought for a moment and said to the priest:

"Master, I'm afraid you'll have to make another voodoo doll for me. There's another girl in Lanxiang Courtyard now; she can't live either!"

In the darkness, Aunt Song's eyes flashed with a sharp and vicious light as she looked into the distance.

Zhao Jinzhong slept soundly through the night, and only after resting well did he have the strength to outwit Aunt Song.

According to Zhou Ruo's description, the person who entered Ningxiang Courtyard's inner courtyard should be the one who helped Aunt Song harm her.

Moreover, they have already made their next move, and I will soon be even more seriously injured.

Zhao Jinzhong was amazed that the information that even his subordinates couldn't detect was stumbled upon by a four-year-old child.

Is this fate?

He believed in Zhou Ruo, perhaps based on intuition, or perhaps on his own hope that he could stand up again.

It was Zhou Ruo's arrival that allowed him to see changes in his body that he had never seen in the past two years.

Inside the Orchid Fragrance Courtyard, Zhou Ruo slept soundly that morning.

There was still no sign of him waking up as noon approached.

Granny Wang sensed something was wrong and had Siqiao stay by her side.

In fact, Zhou Ruo was already fully conscious.

But the black energy she collected yesterday seemed to be so abundant it was almost too hot to handle.

She had to use her spiritual power to control not only the black aura on the new clothes given by Aunt Song, but also the black aura on Zhao Jinzhong's legs.

She also had to use her spiritual power to protect her mortal body in this world, which resulted in her being so exhausted that she could barely keep her eyes open.

"Brother, please start quickly, I can't hold on much longer..."

Zhou Ruo kept repeating this to herself.

Before long, Qiuyue was heard crying and shouting as she rushed into the inner courtyard of Lanxiang Courtyard.

As she approached Ji Ping's room, she cried out, "Madam! Madam! The young general... he's dying!"

"What?!" Ji Ping jumped up from her chair, her mind blank.

With a calm and collected demeanor, Granny Wang asked, "Didn't the young general recover quite well yesterday?"

"Not only yesterday, but this morning we saw that the young general was fine, but right after lunch, he suddenly had another attack."

Qiuyue was still shaken and looked extremely flustered.

"Madam, you must go and take a look!"

Granny Wang helped Ji Ping up again, and they hurriedly headed to Wude Courtyard.

Zhou Ruo was in her room when she heard Qiu Yue calling from outside the door.

She immediately said to her body, "Hey! Time to get to work!"

I forced my eyes open, sat up, and stretched languidly.

When Zhou Ruo got out of bed, she found that her legs were slow to recover, and she lost her balance and fell flat on her face.

"Miss, miss, how did you suddenly fall off the bed?"

Siqiao rushed over to help Zhou Ruo up. She had just seen her lying on the bed, but in the blink of an eye, she was lying on the ground.