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

Several local doctors near the military camp were also arrested, but the soldiers' illnesses not only failed to improve, but actually worsened.

"Ruo'er, the conditions in the military camp are not as good as in the manor. The beds are hard, and the food is not as good as in the manor."

Zhao Yucheng wanted to tell her about the bad situation beforehand so that she could be mentally prepared.

If she doesn't want to go because of this, he won't force her. He can go to the imperial physician or find other, more skilled doctors.

Moreover, the situation of the wounded in the military camp has been reported to the imperial court, but it will take some time before the Imperial Hospital can arrange manpower.

Zhao Yucheng was anxious, guessing that Zhou Ruo's medical skills were probably even better than those of the imperial physicians.

The imperial physicians failed to cure Zhao Jinzhong, but Zhou Ruo was cured.

With Doctor Yu also collapsing yesterday, Zhao Yucheng decided to take a gamble and return to the General's Mansion to find Zhou Ruo.

Zhou Ruo glanced at Ji Ping and Zhao Jinzhong, then asked Zhao Yucheng somewhat guiltily:

"Father, is there any fruit to eat over there?"

Her father said the food in the military camp wasn't as good as what she ate at home, but as long as there was fruit, she could accept it.

Zhao Yucheng thought about the terrain and environment around the military camp. "Fruit?" He had never paid attention to this before.

But he remembered that when the soldiers went to the nearby woods to hunt pheasants, they always managed to pick a lot of wild fruit.

"There are fruits, and not only fruits, but also pheasants and wild rabbits."

"I'll go as long as there's fruit to eat!" Zhou Ruo said excitedly.

Seeing Zhou Ruo like this, Ji Ping was afraid that if she left the general's mansion and went to the military camp, no one would urge her to eat properly.

"Granny, you go with Miss and take good care of her during her meal."

The military camp was full of men, and Ji Ping thought of this, which is why she didn't let the young Siqiao go with her.

Granny Wang is experienced and capable. With her taking care of Zhou Ruo when they are out and about, Ji Ping can feel more at ease.

"Father, let me go with Ruoruo!" Zhao Jinzhong offered.

"Zhong'er, you've only just recovered," Ji Ping said, still worried.

"It's alright, I've almost fully recovered. I haven't been to the camp for the past two years, and I miss the soldiers terribly."

Zhao Yucheng had always hoped that his son would gain more experience, and since Zhao Jinzhong had taken the initiative to suggest it, he agreed without hesitation.

Ji Ping tried to struggle a little more, but to no avail, so she gave up.

That afternoon, Zhao Jinzhong and Granny Wang took Zhou Ruo and followed Zhao Yucheng to the military camp.

The military camp was set up on a flat area on the northern outskirts of the capital, more than 20 miles away from the city.

Zhao Yucheng and his group should be able to arrive after dark.

As Zhou Ruo approached the military camp, she clearly sensed a sense of oppression.

It was very dark, and she couldn't see clearly, so she could only rely on her spiritual power to sense things.

The wounded soldiers were placed in a fixed location and separated from the other soldiers.

Zhao Yucheng led Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo to their tents and settled them in, then had the guards prepare a meal.

After Zhao Jinzhong alighted from the carriage and was seen by the soldiers, the news of the young general's arrival at the military camp spread quickly.

Two years ago, the soldiers learned that the young general, who had just returned victorious from the battlefield, had an accident at the gate of the general's mansion.

Then the news of the young general's paralysis reached the army.

After that, the soldiers never saw the young general again; two years passed in the blink of an eye.

I saw the young general again today outside the military camp. Aside from being older, taller, and having a deeper voice...

His general's imposing presence is no less than it was two years ago; on the contrary, he appears even more mature and composed.

It was as if his disappearance for the past two years was not due to his paralysis, but rather because he had gone into seclusion to cultivate himself.

Zhao Jinzhong's return to the military camp greatly inspired the soldiers.

The military camp, which had been shrouded in an unprovoked epidemic and was originally lifeless, began to exude a glimmer of vitality with the arrival of Zhao Jinzhong.

Inside the general's tent, Zhao Yucheng was having dinner with Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo.

Doctor Yu dragged his weak body in, trembling as he walked in.

Using "broke in" to describe Dr. Yu's actions would be more apt.

A few days ago, news of Zhao Jinzhong being able to stand and jump, and then the complete recovery of his legs, repeatedly reached Dr. Yu's ears.

At first, Madam Yu did not believe it while she was in the military camp.

When the news spread for the third time, he couldn't wait to return to the general's mansion to see it.

Look at how this young general, who had tried everything to cure him but whose condition never improved, suddenly recovered.

However, the illness in the army did not allow him to leave, so he continued to treat the soldiers with this question in mind.

Until tonight, when he heard the news that Zhao Jinzhong had arrived at the military camp, he struggled to get up from his sickbed and walked step by step to the general's tent.

"Young General? Young General! Is it true? It's true!"

Only after seeing it with his own eyes did Dr. Yu dare to let the tears he had been holding back flow.

When Zhao Jinzhong recognized the person as Doctor Yu, he got up and went to help the person who was about to fall.

"Dr. Yu, I can stand up now." Zhao Jinzhong's voice was also slightly excited.

"Come, let this old man see, are you really cured?"

Zhao Jinzhong took two steps to the side, then turned around and said, "Dr. Yu, look, he's really cured."

"Oh my! Heaven has opened its eyes! Heaven has opened its eyes!" Doctor Yu said, tears streaming down his face as he wiped them away.

"You have no idea, I've tried everything to cure you, but you just won't get better. I can't sleep at night!"

Dr. Yu felt distressed, ashamed, and guilty.

"Dr. Yu, it's not your fault. It was Ruoruo who cured me."

Doctor Yu, who was still sobbing with his head buried in his sleeve, suddenly looked up at Zhao Jinzhong, thinking that he had misheard.

"What did you say? Who? Who cured you?"

Zhao Jinzhong had anticipated Dr. Yu's reaction, and he calmly said:

"It's my sister, Zhou Ruo. She's the one who cured me."

Then Zhao Jinzhong looked at Zhou Ruo beside him: "Look, she's here too!"

Doctor Yu followed Zhao Jinzhong's gaze and saw Zhou Ruo sitting cross-legged on a cushion by the table.

He held a peeled banana in one hand and a carrot in the other, with a few grains of rice stuck to his lips.

He was smiling at Zhao Jinzhong and him, his eyes narrowed into slits, looking like an ordinary child.

"No...that's impossible."

Doctor Yu turned to Zhao Jinzhong and said, "Young General, please don't joke with me. This is not funny at all."

Zhao Yucheng, who had been sitting at the table having dinner with Zhou Ruo, finally spoke up:

"Dr. Yu, Zhong'er is not joking with you. It was Ruo'er who truly cured him."

"This...this...how is this possible?" Even if it were true, Doctor Yu would find it hard to accept, having heard the general say so.

"Hehehe! Dr. Yu, long time no see! Why is your hair so black?"

The tent was dimly lit, and Zhou Ruo could not see clearly, but she could tell that Doctor Yu's entire head was darker than others.

Doctor Yu touched his hair and said, "If my hair isn't black, what color could it be?"