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

"And you?" Zhou Ruo asked Zheng Liangyi, tilting her head up.

"Me?" Zheng Liangyi thought for a moment and said, "I started feeling weak about two years ago."

I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, thinking that it was normal for me to have some minor health problems as I got older.

But who would have thought that this feeling of weakness would increase day by day, becoming increasingly severe in the last two months, to the point that I can't even flip a pot anymore.

After Zheng Liangyi finished speaking, he looked very dejected.

Zhou Ruo listened attentively, nodded, and then comforted Zheng Liangyi: "Don't worry, Master Zheng, I'll help you."

"This?" Zheng Liangyi, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly looked up when he heard Zhou Ruo say that she would help him.

He first looked at Zhou Ruo, then turned to look at his wife. His first reaction was that he didn't understand what was going on; what could a child do to help him?

When he came to his senses, he didn't know where the strength came from, but he slapped his thigh hard and said to his wife:

"Oh dear! I forgot, Miss is a little miracle doctor! I remember now, Miss has cured all the servants in the manor!"

"Huh?" Xu Ru didn't react for a moment.

Zhao Jinzhong coughed twice and said, "I was also cured by Ruoruo."

"Whoa!" Zheng Liangyi suddenly grabbed his wife's hand and said excitedly, "That's great! We're saved!"

The couple held each other's hands excitedly for a while. After calming down, Zheng Liangyi extended his hand to Zhou Ruo.

"Miss, please take a look at me. What illness do I have? How can it be treated?"

"I'll treat you right away!" Zhou Ruo said, taking out silver needles.

Zheng Liangyi stared blankly at his wife for a moment, then turned to Zhou Ruo and asked, "You...you're starting treatment right away? Aren't you going to take my pulse or something?"

"Hiss—" Zheng Liangyi had barely finished speaking when he felt a momentary throbbing pain in his wrist.

Upon closer inspection, Zhou Ruo had already inserted a silver needle into his wrist.

One stitch on the left, one stitch on the right, and two more stitches on the foot.

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Liangyi suddenly cried out, "Ouch—my left hand hurts..."

"Hey—my back hurts too...hey—my legs, my legs hurt..."

Zheng Liangyi felt a surge of energy coursing through every corner of his body from top to bottom, before finally exiting through the soles of his feet.

"My God, this feels so good!" Zheng Liangyi sighed deeply and leaned back in his chair.

"Husband, what's wrong?" Xu Ru's heart ached as she watched her husband's reactions.

"Honey, I haven't felt this comfortable in a long time!"

Zheng Liangyi remarked that even his voice sounded much stronger now.

After saying that, he stood up, stretched his arms and legs, and his fatigue was gone. He was able to easily pick up his wife right there.

"Oh dear, so many people are watching!" Xu Ru was suddenly lifted into the air by her husband, and her face flushed red instantly.

Zheng Liangyi was too excited to care about anything else.

He put his wife down, knelt down in front of Zhou Ruo and kowtowed, "Thank you, Miss. I can return to the General's Mansion tomorrow."

Zhou Ru chuckled a few times and said to Xu Ru, "Auntie, it's your turn!"

"Me?" Xu Ru asked, pointing to herself.

"Hmm!" Zhou Ruo nodded. "Your back hurts, your head hurts, and your legs cramp when it gets cold."

Zheng Liangyi and Xu Ru were shocked.

Zheng Liangyi: "Miss, you didn't even take my wife's pulse, yet you correctly diagnosed all her chronic ailments?"

"Hehe, Auntie, go lie down on the couch, two needles will do!"

Xu Ru looked bewildered, but she obeyed and lay down on the couch.

Zhou Ruo took out two silver needles, one for her waist and the other for her head.

After a while, Zhou Ruo removed the silver needles, saying, "Alright!"

When Xu Ru got up, she found that her back pain was gone. "Huh?"

She jumped up and down twice, exclaiming, "It really doesn't hurt anymore! I feel so much lighter!"

As Zhou Ruo was putting away her needles, a sound of gongs and drums suddenly came from the village outside the courtyard.

The sound came suddenly and was so shrill that Zhou Ruo lost her balance and fell to the ground in fright.

"Waaaaah—you scared me—sob sob sob..."

Upon seeing this, Zhao Jinzhong quickly went over and picked up Zhou Ruo, patting her back to comfort her.

The sound of gongs and drums filled the village, accompanied by shouts: "The Prince's supplies have arrived! Everyone, hurry to the village entrance to collect them!"

The hawker kept repeating this phrase, banging on gongs and drums as he walked past each household.

"The Prince's Mansion?" Zhao Jinzhong asked, puzzled.

Zheng Liangyi replied, "Young General, it's the Prince An's Mansion. The Prince An's Mansion regularly sends food and supplies to the village, and they've been doing so for many years."

Zhao Jinzhong: "An Changjia?"

Zheng Liangyi: "Yes, Young General, it is the family of Prince An."

"Husband, you're much more efficient now, so hurry up and collect the supplies!" Xu Ru reminded her husband.

"Yes, Young General, Miss, shall I go first?"

Zhao Jinzhong took Zhou Ruo's hand and said, "Let's go take a look together."

When Zhao Jinzhong and his group arrived at the village entrance, a long line of villagers had already formed to collect their supplies.

"Wow—" Zhou Ruo exclaimed, looking at the long line of people, "Not a single one of them is good!"

Zhao Jinzhong didn't understand Zhou Ruo's meaning. "Ruo Ruo, what did you say? What do you mean none of them are good?"

"Brother," Zhou Ruo whispered to Zhao Jinzhong, "everyone here is sick."

Zhao Jinzhong straightened up and looked carefully at the villagers. Indeed, most of them didn't look very energetic.

He confirmed that Zhou Ruo's so-called "illness" was not an insult, which made him even more incredulous.

"Is there not a single good person?" Zhao Jinzhong found it hard to believe.

Zhou Ruo shook her head. "None of them are good."

This is so strange. It doesn't seem like poisoning, nor is it a contagious disease. So what could it be?

Just as Zhou Ruo and Zhao Jinzhong were standing aside deep in thought, the villagers in line suddenly became restless.

It would be more accurate to say that most people were shocked.

Because everyone saw Zheng Liangyi walking briskly towards the formation, his face rosy and his spirits high, quite different from the others.

Everyone was puzzled as to how someone who had been so weak that they couldn't even leave the house for days suddenly recovered.

When asked why, he explained that Zhou Ruo had cured his illness.

The uproar was not because someone had cured Zheng Liangyi's illness.

It was only when everyone turned their attention to Zhou Ruo—the four-year-old child—that the noise began to rise and fall.

"Yi-ge, stop joking! Your joke isn't funny at all!"

"Where did you see the doctor? Stop keeping us in suspense and just tell us..."

"Liangyi, why don't you invite that doctor to the village? We'll give each household a small referral fee, how about that?"

......

There were many different opinions, but no one believed Zheng Liangyi's words.

Zheng Liangyi was furious that the young lady and the young general had come all the way to the village to cure his and his wife's illnesses.

I wanted to tell the villagers so that Zhou Ruo could also be seen by everyone.

But to his surprise, none of his neighbors believed him.