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

Zhou Ruo told Zhao Jinzhong, "Brother, that old man can't hear." She sensed it.

Zhao Jinzhong and his group continued walking into the village.

After walking a hundred steps, I finally saw a house with its gate half open.

Zhao Jinzhong approached and gently knocked on the door, but there was no response.

He peeked through the crack in the door and saw an old man with white hair lying on the bed in the outer room.

So Zhao Jinzhong pushed open the door and entered, only to see a middle-aged man carrying a steaming bowl of medicine as he came out.

When the man saw that Zhao Jinzhong was a stranger, he was startled and his voice involuntarily rose as he asked, "Who are you?"

Zhou Ruo also squeezed into the house. The strange feeling outside the village became even stronger inside.

"Uncle, don't be afraid. We're from the General's Mansion. We wanted to ask you for directions to Zheng Liangyi's house."

The man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that they were from the General's Mansion, as everyone in the village knew that Zheng Liangyi worked there.

He put down the medicine bowl, went outside, and gave Zhao Jinzhong directions: "Go straight down this road, turn right at that intersection, and it's the third house."

Zhou Ruo sensed that the uncle also had that strange feeling about him.

"Uncle, what illness does the old lady have?" Zhou Ruo asked, pointing to the elderly woman on the bed.

"Oh! I don't know either, even the doctors can't figure out what's wrong with me."

"My mother had a fever for several days, and the doctor prescribed some antipyretics." The uncle looked troubled and heavy-hearted.

Zhou Ruo leaned closer to the bowl of medicine, and she could feel that strange sensation in it as well.

She scratched her head, wondering to herself: What exactly is it? I can't sense it with my spiritual power.

Zhou Ruo was unconvinced, so she simply climbed onto the bed and leaned her body over the old man.

"Hey, hey, hey—what are you doing, little brat?" The man saw Zhou Ruo's actions and tried to stop her.

Zhao Jinzhong stopped the man and said, "This is my sister. She knows some medicine. Why don't we let her take a look at the old man?"

"Knows medicine?" The man was taken aback at first, then sneered:

"This little kid knows medicine? Don't try to fool me into thinking I'm illiterate!"

Ignoring the man's reaction, Zhou Ruo placed a finger between the old man's eyebrows, quietly sensing his breath.

The elderly man did indeed have a fever, accompanied by physical weakness, which is why he remained in a coma for a long time.

However, beneath the old man's symptoms, Zhou Ruoyin could vaguely sense that something was triggering his illness.

Zhao Jinzhong approached her and asked, "Ruoruo, how are you?"

"Strange!" Zhou Ruo said, frowning slightly.

"Huh? The doctor spoke in the same tone." The man heard Zhou Ruo's words and remembered the doctor's expression after the diagnosis yesterday.

However, he didn't know that what Zhou Ruo meant by "strange" was that he sensed the source of the illness in the old man's body, and that the source of the illness was strange.

The doctor was puzzled because he had prescribed several doses of medicine for the elderly man, but there was no improvement. He was confused and found the symptoms strange.

Zhou Ruo took out the silver needles while puzzled.

The man was terrified at the sight, thinking Zhou Ruo was about to do something reckless. "Stop! Stop! Kid, don't do anything reckless!"

Zhao Jinzhong grabbed the man, "Uncle, she really can cure diseases. Let her try. I'll take responsibility for any problems that arise!"

"Try it? You kids, what are you talking about...?"

Before the man could finish speaking, Zhou Ruo had already inserted a silver needle into an acupoint on the old man's head.

"My goodness!" the man said, about to make a mournful gesture.

"Shh!" Zhou Ruo's serious expression signaled to the man to be quiet.

After a while, the old man coughed lightly a few times.

Seeing that the old man had reacted, Zhou Ruo removed the silver needles and said, "All done."

Then, the old man slowly opened his eyes, his eyeballs moved a few times, and he gradually regained consciousness.

Zhou Ruo jumped out of bed, and the man rushed to her side, crying, "Mother! Mother! How are you?"

The old man slowly regained his strength and struggled to sit up.

The man placed his hands on the old man's forehead and face; his body, which had been burning hot just moments before, was no longer hot.

By the time the man realized what was happening and turned to look at Zhao Jinzhong and the others, they had already disappeared.

The man was about to go out to catch up with them, wanting to thank them, when the old woman grabbed his hand: "Son, your mother is hungry, go and get something to eat."

"Okay, I'll go right away," the man replied.

The old man hadn't eaten for several days, so it was rare for him to have an appetite. The man happily went to the kitchen and stopped chasing after Zhao Jinzhong and the others.

Zhao Jinzhong led Zhou Ruo to Zheng Liangyi's door, but the door was tightly closed.

He knocked on the door a few times, but there was no response from inside the courtyard.

Zhao Jinzhong gave Wu Bing a wink, and Wu Bing put down the items in his hands.

Wu Bing took two steps back, ran up the wall, and leaped over it, vaulting over the courtyard wall.

Wu Bing opened the gate from inside the courtyard, and Zhao Jinzhong and the others entered the courtyard.

Zhou Ruo sensed that strange feeling again.

The door to the main house was opened at that moment, and the person who came out was Zheng Liangyi.

"Young General?!" Zheng Liangyi was surprised when he saw that the person who came was Zhao Jinzhong. He thought he had seen wrong.

"Young General, Miss, what brings you here?" Zheng Liangyi walked unsteadily, looking completely weak.

"Look, I'm here to see you." Zhao Jinzhong said with a smile, "My mother has been craving your cooking."

Zheng Liangyi was surprised and moved at the same time.

He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and invited Zhao Jinzhong and the others into the house.

Wu Bing and Qiu Yue placed the gifts they brought on the table inside the house.

From the moment Zhou Ruo entered the room and saw Zheng Liangyi, she had been carefully observing his symptoms.

Strangely enough, Zhou Ruo could see through Zheng Liangyi's symptoms at a glance, but like the old man, there was a source of illness beneath the surface.

Zhou Ruo couldn't sense the strange source of the illness either.

She wondered to herself, could it be that she had been poisoned by a curse, like the doctors in the military camp?

Do we need to find the location of the Gu worm before we can figure out what the cause of the disease is?

While Zheng Liangyi and Zhao Jinzhong were chatting, Zheng Liangyi's wife, Xu Ru, also came out.

Xu Ru's face was sallow, and she was holding her waist with one hand. She didn't look well at all, but she didn't have any serious illness.

Zhou Ruo was even more puzzled.

"Master Zheng," Zhou Ruo addressed him politely, mimicking Ji Ping's manner, "Are many people in the village sick?"

Upon hearing Zhou Ruo's question, Zheng Liangyi and his wife exchanged a glance.

"Miss, you have a keen eye!" Zheng Liangyi sat down, leaning on a chair. "Our Little Sheep Village has been acting very strangely these past two years."

Zhou Ruo became interested and moved a small stool to sit directly in front of Zheng Liangyi to listen to him.

Zheng Liangyi: "In the past two years, people in the village have been getting sick from time to time, and it seems that everyone's symptoms are different."

A doctor was called, but he couldn't pinpoint the problem and prescribed some medicine.

Xu Ru continued her husband's words: "The medicine prescribed by the doctor always takes a long time to take, and it takes ten days to half a month for the symptoms to show any improvement."

But after a few days, the illness recurred.

Zheng Liangyi: "Sometimes it's a relapse of an old illness, and sometimes it's a new symptom."

Families with better financial means take medication regularly, while those with tighter budgets simply stop taking it altogether.

Xu Ru: "For example, last month, the two sons of the family across the street both passed away, and they stopped taking their medicine."