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

Zheng Liangyi was so angry that his face turned red. He held his breath and walked up to Zhou Ruo and Zhao Jinzhong.

But when he saw Zhou Ruo's innocent and radiant smile, half of his anger subsided.

"Young General, Miss, I told them that it was Miss who cured my illness, but they didn't believe me."

Zheng Liangyi looked dejected and somewhat embarrassed.

"Don't be angry, Master Zheng! I'm used to it."

Zhou Ruo smiled and said that she did not feel sad at all because of Zheng Liangyi's words.

Zheng Liangyi was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Zhou Ruo, such a young child, to have such a good mindset.

"How many adults would believe that a cute little kid like me could have medical skills?" Zhou Ruo added.

Pfft! Zhao Jinzhong, Wu Bing, and Qiu Yue all laughed when they heard Zhou Ruo's words.

"Oh~hehe, Miss is really cute, indeed cute." Zheng Liangyi's anger had completely dissipated.

"Master Zheng, look!" Zhou Ruo pointed to a few people in the queue at random. "That person has neck and shoulder pain, so much so that he can't lift his arm."

Um, I have a headache, and when it gets really bad, it feels like my head is splitting open.

Um, I have a stomachache and frequent diarrhea.

And then there's the other one, whose eyesight is often blurry, sometimes even nonexistent, and who also experiences tinnitus.

......

Zhou Ruo quickly pointed out the symptoms of more than a dozen people to Zheng Liangyi.

Zheng Liangyi froze on the spot. After a moment, he said, "Um, miss, wait a minute!"

After saying that, Zheng Liangyi quickly ran to the front of the line and told the corresponding person almost exactly what Zhou Ruo had described.

However, he could only remember a few people, and the people he pointed out looked at each other blankly.

They glanced at Zheng Liangyi, then turned their heads to look at Zhou Ruo.

Immediately afterwards, the people Zheng Liangyi had singled out rushed towards Zhou Ruo's side.

"Doctor! Young doctor! Please treat me!"

"Me too! Me too!"

......

Seven or eight people jostled and pushed their way in front of Zhou Ruo.

Seeing the chaotic situation, Zhao Jinzhong immediately shielded Zhou Ruo behind him.

He calmly said, "Everyone, please be patient. If you want to see a doctor, you can go back and collect your supplies first, and then come back."

"We'll go get the supplies first, but you won't leave, will you?" some villagers asked worriedly.

"We're not leaving. We'll stay here. You can tell each other that if you're feeling unwell, come and line up here after you've collected your supplies."

Zhao Jinzhong patiently explained to them.

"Okay, okay!" Most of the villagers dispersed after saying that, and gradually returned to the group.

One villager didn't leave; he was the one Zhou Ruo mentioned earlier who had neck and shoulder pain.

"Um... Doctor, could you take a look at me first? My shoulder is really painful, and I have to carry things later, it's so uncomfortable."

Zheng Xu felt a little embarrassed. Among those who had said from afar that they didn't believe Zhou Ruo could cure the disease, he had been the loudest.

"Ouch!" Zhou Ruo glanced at him, then took out a silver needle from her bosom. "Uncle, take off your clothes and squat down."

Zheng Xu did as instructed.

Zhou Ruo quickly inserted two needles into his shoulder.

Zheng Xu instantly felt that his breathing became much easier.

"Alright!" In no time, Zhou Ruo removed the silver needles.

"This...so fast?" Zheng Xu was filled with doubt.

The thought of "If it's not good, I'll criticize you to death" was still swirling in his mind.

But when he stood up and moved his arms and shoulders, he said, "No...it doesn't hurt anymore?"

Zheng Xu was incredulous. He strained his shoulders and exclaimed, "My God! Am I dreaming?!"

Zheng Xu exclaimed dramatically, "I haven't been able to lift my arms for five years, but look now, I can swing them around all the time!"

The villagers in the group were stunned when they saw Zheng Xu's actions.

On one hand, she wanted to come and treat Zhou Ruo, but on the other hand, she was worried about the supplies, since they were the family's food.

The people in the line gradually became restless, urging each other to hurry up and collect the supplies.

"Doctor, how much will the consultation fee be?" Zheng Xu asked excitedly for a moment.

Remembering that he hadn't paid the doctor yet, his face suddenly darkened.

"No need for money!" Zhou Ruochong and Zheng Xu waved their hands with a smile.

"No money for medical treatment? Is that...is that appropriate?" Although Zheng Xu can be a bit sharp-tongued at times, he is also very capable in doing what he should do.

Zhou Ruo was in a dilemma. She didn't need money, nor did she want to accept money from the people, since she needed to help them recover their spiritual power by treating their illnesses.

Today, she didn't want to ask the people for fruit, and she couldn't explain why; she just didn't want to.

Zhou Ruo cast a pleading look at Zhao Jinzhong.

Zhao Jinzhong understood and said frankly:

"Uncle, we don't accept money. We are from the General's Mansion, just like the Prince An's Mansion, we're here to provide you with free medical care."

"Free...free medical consultation?"

Zheng Xu never imagined that the illness that so many doctors couldn't cure would be cured right here at his doorstep without costing him any money.

"Yes," Zhao Jinzhong answered him definitively, "If anyone in your family is unwell, they can come over for treatment."

"Good heavens! Did our village save a Bodhisattva? Well... then I'll thank the young doctor in advance!"

After thanking him, Zheng Xu quickly ran back to the queue to receive the supplies.

The crowd erupted in chaos when they saw Zheng Xu swing his arm.

The news spread quickly among the crowd that the child fifty paces away could cure diseases.

So the villagers who had received their supplies lined up in front of Zhou Ruo one by one.

At the entrance of Xiaoyang Village, there was a scene like this: a line of people stood on the east and south sides.

The lines for supplies in the south gradually shortened, while the lines for medical treatment in the east gradually lengthened.

Zhou Ruo sat on a small stool and performed acupuncture treatments on the villagers one by one.

The villagers' symptoms were not serious, but they all had one thing in common: the source of the disease that Zhou Ruo could not see clearly was present in their bodies.

Zhou Ruo carefully treated each villager's ailment, and as the villagers left satisfied, Zhou Ruo felt a vague unease in her heart.

On this day, Zhou Ruo treated more than fifty villagers, and theoretically, his spiritual power should have increased by one point.

But when she boarded the carriage for the return journey, she could no longer hear the voice in her head.

Zhou Ruo wondered if it was like when he first detoxified Zhao Yucheng in the military camp, and his spiritual power didn't increase.

It's because she didn't completely cure the villagers' illness.

The villagers' improvement was only a temporary relief.

The pathogen that caused the symptoms is still present.

Zhou Ruo became increasingly unhappy. With only 50% of her spiritual power, she couldn't even see the source of the illness, which was truly infuriating.

She crossed her arms over her chest, pouted, and sulked.

Zhao Jinzhong found her angry expression amusing and asked with concern, "What's wrong? You've cured so many people today, aren't you happy?"

"It wasn't cured at all!" Zhou Ruo said angrily.

"Huh?" Zhao Jinzhong looked bewildered. "Those villagers have all already..."

The villagers left satisfied, so how could it not have been cured?

"It just wasn't cured; his head still doesn't ring!"