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

"A jujube!" Zhou Ruo's eyes lit up. She happily took it and held it in her hand, looking up at Zhao Jinzhong and saying, "This jujube costs three coins!"

Zhao Jinzhong simply smiled indulgently, said nothing, and tacitly approved Zhou Ruo's practice of allowing the beggar to pay with dates.

But then she suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked Wu Jia for an apple, which she then handed to the beggar.

"Remember to eat, your stomach and spleen problems are caused by hunger. Here, have this apple."

The beggar's hands trembled as he accepted the apple from Zhou Ruo, his eyes blurred with tears.

He wiped away his tears and answered Zhao Jinzhong's question: "My name is Jia Yuntian."

"Jia Yuntian... Jia..." Zhao Jinzhong's eyes suddenly froze, and he lowered his voice to ask:

"Are you perhaps a descendant of the Jia family, whose property was confiscated four years ago?"

Holding an apple, the beggar clasped his hands in a gesture of respect to Zhao Jinzhong and Zhou Ruo, then turned and walked away, disappearing into the crowd.

Zhou Ruo didn't know what Zhao Jinzhong had said to the beggar, but she was very interested in the jujube the beggar had given her.

"Spiritual power restored to 53%!" A voice rang in Zhou Ruo's mind.

"Huh?" Zhou Ruo was stunned. She had only treated five ordinary people today, so how could her spiritual power have increased by one point?

"Brother," Zhou Ruo whispered to Zhao Jinzhong, "I only treated five people, and I gained one point!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jinzhong looked in the direction the beggar had left, "It was that beggar."

Four years ago, Jia Guozhang, one of the four great imperial merchants in Beijing, was executed after his home was confiscated.

He was incredibly wealthy during his lifetime, and while he was adept at scheming in politics and business, he never forgot to do good for the people.

For some unknown reason, the Jia family's property was suddenly confiscated.

Zhao Jinzhong was young at the time, and he didn't know much.

As Jia Yuntian is a descendant of Jia Guozhang, it is only natural that his ancestors' merits and blessings would be bestowed upon him.

"Oh..." Zhou Ruo didn't understand much, but she felt a sense of kinship with the beggar.

Zhao Jinzhong analyzed that the reason why spiritual power could increase so much was mostly because of the beggar, and Zhou Ruo subconsciously accepted this explanation.

"Hmph! That ignorant brat dares to practice medicine recklessly in this city. What kind of sorcery is he using?"

Li Wan'an suddenly jumped out and pointed at Zhou Ruo, shouting insults.

"Who are you?" Zhou Ruo asked without fear. "How dare you accuse me of practicing medicine haphazardly?"

"I will never change my name or surname; I am Li Wan'an of Jishetang!"

Li Wan'an stood in front of Zhou Ruo's stall, head held high, hands on hips, speaking.

"Medicine requires observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. You don't even take the pulse, yet everyone's getting acupuncture and no medicine is prescribed. What is that if not sorcery!"

Zhou Ruo was already furious at being accused of using sorcery and wanted to argue with Li Wan'an.

However, when she thought about how she was killed in her previous life because she was too prominent, Zhou Ruo's anger subsided instantly.

She walked up to Li Wan'an, looked up at him, tugged at his sleeve with her small hand, and said in a soft, sweet voice:

"Uncle, we won't argue! My acupuncture technique was taught to me by my master, it's not sorcery!"

Li Wan'an watched as a child spoke to him in a childish voice, and the child's calm tone extinguished most of the fire in his heart.

"You..." The words he wanted to use to insult someone stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them.

"No! You, you, you get out of the way! How are we, the clinics and pharmacies, supposed to survive if you keep doing this?"

Staring into Zhou Ruo's innocent eyes, Li Wan'an's mind went blank, and he blurted out the point he was most worried about.

Cao Lin was so ill that, according to common sense, such a person would surely die.

But this child actually saved his life.

This child can be cured with just acupuncture without medication, and what's even more infuriating is that she doesn't charge any money!

If this continues, the doctors in the capital will have no way to make a living.

Thinking this way, even if not for himself, but for the sake of the doctors in the capital, Li Wan'an was determined to compete with Zhou Ruo!

"Dr. Li." After watching for a while, Zhao Jinzhong finally stepped forward to speak after understanding Li Wan'an's concerns.

"We didn't mean to break the rules of this industry, it's just that this is a special time, and we won't be here in a few months."

"It won't be long..." Li Wan'an turned to look at Zhao Jinzhong. The young man in front of him had an extraordinary demeanor and was dressed in luxurious clothes.

He immediately composed himself. "You...who are you, young master?"

Zhao Jinzhong clasped his hands in a respectful bow, saying, "This junior, Zhao Jinzhong of the General's Mansion, and Physician Li, have offended you greatly."

"Zhao..." Li Wan'an's eyes widened after he realized what was happening. "You're the young general?!"

"That's right." Zhao Jinzhong nodded with a smile.

"Oh, young general!" Li Wan'an's demeanor changed abruptly. "I'm so blind! No wonder you looked so familiar!"

Li Wan'an took a step back and carefully looked Zhao Jinzhong up and down.

Is this elegant and handsome young man really the same child who used to lie in bed, struggling in agony with a contorted face?

Li Wan'an sighed:

"Last year, I visited your home to examine your leg. Your symptoms were quite perplexing, but I never expected that Doctor Yu would bring you back to health with such skill!"

"It wasn't Dr. Yu who cured him." Zhao Jinzhong's calm gaze shifted from Li Wan'an's eyes to Zhou Ruo.

"It was my sister, Zhou Ruo, who healed me."

"What did you say?" Li Wan'an looked at Zhou Ruo in astonishment. "She cured her? How is that possible...?"

Zhao Jinzhong smiled and said, "So, Doctor Li, my sister is not practicing sorcery; she is simply treating illnesses with her unique medical methods."

Li Wan'an's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately slapped himself, truly regretting the words he had just said that slandered Zhou Ruo.

He quickly apologized to Zhou Ruo, saying, "I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I've been impolite. Please forgive me, Miss!"

"Um, young general, you shouldn't set up your stall here anymore, it's windy and rainy."

"Come to my place, all my patients are treated by young ladies!"

Zhou Ruo found Li Wan'an's change of expression amusing. "No need, old man, we'll just watch from here."

Li Wan'an was now at a loss for how to handle the situation, but then he heard Zhou Ruo say:

"Uncle, if you have any patients you can't cure, just tell them to come to me!"

Li Wan'an was still uneasy: "This..."

Zhao Jinzhong: "Doctor Li, you don't need to be in a difficult position. There are illnesses in this community that you can't cure, and there are also people who can't afford to pay the bills."

We did not intend to steal your business from this stall.

We have our needs, and at the same time, we are opening another lifeline for ordinary people.

After listening to Zhao Jinzhong's words, Li Wan'an suddenly felt ashamed.

"Am I being narrow-minded, or is the young general so far-sighted? Then I'll do as the young general and young lady wish, and I'll continue my business as planned."

"If there are any difficult or complicated illnesses that I cannot cure, then let him come to Miss's place."

Zhao Jinzhong: "Thank you very much, Dr. Li!"

On the first day of Zhou Ruo's stall, she made quite a bit of money.

Thinking of using this method to treat people's illnesses, if I could treat ten people a day for ten months, I was sure they could recover all their spiritual power.

Zhou Ruo felt much more at ease.

However, the path to survival for those who are reborn is never so smooth.

The next day, not long after Zhou Ruo and his group set up their stall, it started to rain heavily.

The rain had been falling for most of the day with no sign of stopping, and many street vendors had packed up and gone home, so Zhou Ruo had no choice but to return empty-handed.