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

Hearing Zhou Ruo's words, Ji Ping finally came to her senses and looked at Si Qiao, her heart softening.

"Siqiao, get up quickly. I misunderstood you. I won't punish you for your regular salary. You'll receive an extra five taels of silver this month."

Siqiao turned misfortune into good fortune; not only was she not fined, but she also received a reward, and her aching knees instantly stopped hurting.

Zhou Ruo climbed onto Ji Ping's lap, kissed her cheek twice, and said, "Mommy is so good!"

Ji Ping held Zhou Ruo in her arms, looking at her delicate and lovely appearance, and thinking about her experience of having to rely on medical treatment to survive, she felt a mix of emotions.

The next day, Zhou Ruo waited early at the place they had "agreed" to the day before.

But it wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that five or six people finally arrived.

Today's guests include guards, servants, and maids.

Some had cuts from sharp blades, others had caught a cold... Zhou Ruo quickly healed them.

Zhao Jinzhong arrived when Zhou Ruo began treating the first guard.

Accompanying him was An Chang, the heir of the Prince An's mansion.

Since returning to Beijing last time, An Chang was immediately dragged to the shooting range by his father to practice for a few days.

It wasn't until the news of Zhao Jinzhong's legs being healed reached his ears that he begged Prince An to release him.

When An Chang arrived at Wude Temple this morning, Zhao Jinzhong had just gotten up.

"My good brother, am I dreaming?"

An Chang circled Zhao Jinzhong twice in disbelief, seeing that he could walk without any difficulty and showed no signs of being paralyzed for two years.

"You finally remembered to come see me," Zhao Jinzhong said as he changed his clothes, eager to see Zhou Ruo as soon as possible.

"Hey! It's a long story! It's a long story!" An Chang waved his hand, too lazy to explain.

"It's a long story? Then tell me half of it," Zhao Jinzhong said expressionlessly.

An Chang was stunned; he thought he was hallucinating.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, "Zhao Jinzhong? Did I hear that right? You were... joking with me?"

Zhao Jinzhong neither answered nor denied anything, and went straight to the table to eat breakfast.

"No way! We've been brothers for so many years, and this is the first time you've ever joked with me!"

An Chang followed Zhao Jinzhong to the table and sat down next to him.

"What happened in the six months I was away from Beijing? I feel like you've changed a bit."

Zhao Jinzhong resumed his usual stern demeanor, quietly and quickly finishing his breakfast.

"I'm going out." Zhao Jinzhong said, putting down his chopsticks and getting up.

"Where are you going?" An Chang also got up and followed.

"Go see my sister."

"A younger sister? Your mother gave birth to a younger sister?"

Did Madam Zhao ever get pregnant? When did she give birth?

An Chang and Zhao Jinzhong had been separated for more than half a year, and it seemed that the General's Mansion had changed.

As a frequent visitor to the general's mansion, he now faces many perplexing situations.

"Ruo Ruo!" Zhao Jinzhong approached Zhou Ruo and called out to her from a distance.

"Young General!" The servants bowed as they saw Zhao Jinzhong approaching.

Upon seeing that An Chang was among the visitors, he bowed again, saying, "Young Master An."

Zhao Jinzhong walked up to Zhou Ruo and asked her, "Why did you come out so early? I even went to your room to look for you."

Zhou Ruo looked at Zhao Jinzhong with bright, sparkling eyes and said happily, "I want to come and treat everyone's illnesses as soon as possible!"

But when she turned around and saw five or six people in front of her, she said with some disappointment, "There aren't many people today."

Before Zhao Jinzhong could reply, An Chang saw Zhou Ruo's appearance clearly and exclaimed:

"Whose little girl is this? She's so adorable!"

Today, Zhou Ruo is wearing the pink dress that Ji Ping gave her, and Si Qiao has tied her hair into two braids. Her little face is pink and tender.

With her big, watery eyes and soft, sweet voice, she makes people who meet her for the first time unable to help but praise her.

It's hard not to like it.

"Brother, who is this?" Zhou Ruo looked at An Chang, who was about the same height as Zhao Jinzhong.

Dressed in finery and with her hair in a bun, she maintained her composure as she stood beside Zhao Jinzhong.

However, Zhao Jinzhong was handsome and bold, with the air of a major general, and was also steady and reserved.

In contrast, An Chang is more gentle and outgoing, with a smile always on his face, making it easy for him to get close to people.

"This is An Chang, the heir apparent," Zhao Jinzhong introduced simply.

"An Shizi?" Zhou Ruo stood up happily and ran to An Chang.

She hugged his leg and asked, "Do you have a lot of persimmons at home? I really like eating persimmons!"

Seeing Zhou Ruo being so close to An Chang, even hugging him, Zhao Jinzhong felt a surge of resentment.

"My goodness! Zhao Jinzhong, when did you get such an adorable creature in your household? Hahaha!"

An Chang was charmed by Zhou Ruo's tone and actions, and he thought of his younger sister at home.

He was only five years old when he started playing with guns and sticks, riding horses and shooting arrows, just like a tomboy.

Unlike this little girl in front of me, who is soft and sweet, yet has a very unique way of thinking.

Wait, what did she just call Zhao Jinzhong? "Brother"?

Realizing what was happening, An Chang asked Zhao Jinzhong in surprise, "The sister you're talking about, could it be her?"

Zhao Jinzhong was unhappy with Zhou Ruo's eagerness towards An Chang upon their first meeting, and he simply responded to An Chang with a low voice.

"No? Where did this child come from? How is she your sister?" An Chang asked, puzzled and indignant.

Why should such an adorable creature be kept in the general's mansion? He also wanted his father to give him such an adorable little sister.

"I am my brother's sister. Father brought me back," Zhou Ruo proved.

"Ruo Ruo, don't pay attention to him for now. Don't you still need to get treatment?" Zhao Jinzhong reminded her.

The servants lined up in front of the three young masters watched them talk amongst themselves in silence, not daring to utter a sound.

Zhou Ruo was reminded of her important business.

"Brother Persimmon, when I'm done with my work, will you take me to eat persimmons?" Zhou Ruo reluctantly let go of An Chang.

"Hahaha—" An Chang was so amused by Zhou Ruo's words that she doubled over with laughter, clutching her stomach and unable to stop.

Zhao Jinzhong couldn't stand it anymore and took Zhou Ruo's hand, moving her to the side.

As they walked, he said, "He doesn't have any persimmons! 'Young Master' is just what others call him."

Huh? Prince An doesn't have persimmons? Oh well... all that excitement for nothing.

Zhou Ruo had no choice but to accept reality; An Chang instantly lost all appeal to her.

"Miss, miss, I have some persimmons for you." The waiter, who was in line, ran up at the opportune moment.

"Wow! I love persimmons the most!" Zhou Ruo stomped her feet happily as she held the two big persimmons given to her by the servant.

She turned around, stuck her tongue out at An Chang, made a face, and then never looked at An Chang again.

"Hey!" An Chang was already laughing nonstop, and now seeing Zhou Ruo's sudden change of expression, he instantly found her even cuter.