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

Cao Lin couldn't stand it anymore and scolded, "Si Jiu, that's not right. The Little Divine Doctor is..."

"Of course you can! Animals and humans are the same!" Zhou Ruo said unconsciously.

"what?"

"Um?"

"this?"

Zhao Jinzhong whispered in Zhou Ruoruo's ear, "Ruoruo, it's livestock."

Zhou Ruo then realized her slip of the tongue, "Oops! It's livestock...hehe...livestock can be cured too!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but then immediately became puzzled again, "Huh? Livestock can be cured? Is this child that amazing?"

Si Jiu was overjoyed: "Really...really?"

He ignored Cao Lin's glare and went straight to Zhou Ruo:

"My pigs have been listless lately, and they don't eat as eagerly as they used to."

"And those hundred geese aren't as energetic as usual; they don't even want to peck at me anymore."

"Those dozen or so cows were unwilling to work in the fields, and the more than two hundred sheep just lay on the grass and didn't move much."

Zhou Ruo knew what was going on as soon as she heard it: "It's a plague."

"Ah?" Si Jiu exclaimed in surprise, "Then... what should we do, little miracle doctor?"

These livestock are his entire family's property! They can't afford to get sick or injured.

Zhou Ruo thought for a moment, and realized that if she could draw a talisman in the air in front of those livestock, the problem could be solved.

But it would be too time-consuming for her to go to Sijiu's house now, as there are so many patients waiting for her to treat.

While thinking, Zhou Ruo saw a fortune-telling stall not far away and whispered a few words in Zhao Jinzhong's ear.

Then, Zhao Jinzhong gave a few more instructions to Wu Jia.

Wu Jia walked towards the fortune-telling stall and soon returned with several talismans.

Zhou Ruo took the talisman, drew a talisman in the air on it, protected the talisman with her spiritual power, and handed it to Si Jiu.

"Here, take these talismans and stick them in the livestock sheds!"

Si Jiu looked at the blank talisman paper Zhou Ruo handed her, "This... there's nothing on this talisman paper?"

"Hehe, you can't see it." Zhou Ruo didn't explain further and summoned the next patient.

Cao Lin was already annoyed that Si Jiu was using his own livestock to create a problem for the little miracle doctor.

Now that the little miracle doctor has given him the solution, he is still skeptical.

"Sijiu, if you want to believe it, then do as the little miracle doctor says. Don't be suspicious!"

Si Jiu then realized his rudeness. "Oh, yes, yes! Brother Lin is right, thank you so much, little miracle doctor!"

While everyone was queuing up to see Zhou Ruo, two people walked out of Jishetang.

"Miss, is this alright? Master has given orders that the medicine is not to be applied to the young master."

Wang Mengling was holding a string of medicine in her hand, and her maid Xiaoyun reminded her.

"My brother was beaten so badly, his legs will be ruined if he doesn't get medicine. Dad, really, he hit him so hard..."

Wang Mengling glanced at the three packets of medicine in her hand, her mind filled with the bloody scene of Lord Wang severely beating his son, Wang Yucong.

She was still shaken and prayed silently that her brother would be alright.

"Miss, why are there so many people queuing up here? It looks quite lively!" Xiaoyun said, pointing to the long queue in front of Zhou Ruo's stall.

Wang Mengling paid no attention, thinking to herself that it must be some shop owner organizing some kind of "group buying" activity again.

They're just deceptive tricks; it's infuriating to even think about them.

"Hey? Miss!" Xiaoyun suddenly exclaimed, "That! Isn't that the young general?"

When Wang Mengling heard Xiaoyun say it was Zhao Jinzhong, she looked up sharply and exclaimed, "It really is Brother Jinzhong!"

Zhao Jinzhong was like a ray of light, dispelling the gloom in Wang Mengling's heart.

Wang Mengling walked over quickly and patted Zhao Jinzhong on the shoulder from behind. "Brother Jinzhong, what are you doing here?"

Before Zhao Jinzhong could answer, Wang Mengling had already seen Zhou Ruo treating someone.

A small figure stood in front of the patient, holding the same silver needles used at Jumanlou that day, and inserted them into the patient's body.

It looks a bit like playing darts.

But she wasn't just playing around; everyone who received her needles had a refreshed complexion.

Those who were cured by her would put three coins into the copper bowl on her table.

Wang Mengling watched for a while, looking puzzled: So she's setting up a stall to treat people's illnesses?

And Jinzhong's brother accompanied her to set up a stall to treat people?

The young general who was obsessed with military books and devoted himself to horseback riding, archery, and spear fighting was now helping a child set up a stall.

How could Wang Mengling, who had always been infatuated with Zhao Jinzhong, accept this?

"Miss Wang?" Zhao Jinzhong was quite surprised to run into Wang Mengling here.

"My sister is treating patients here, and I'm with her," Zhao Jinzhong explained.

"But..." But isn't Zhou Ruo's medical skill fake? Wasn't it just a coincidence that she cured Ling Yu at Jumanlou last time?

It turns out that Wang Mengling was just comforting herself last time, while Zhao Jinzhong didn't bother to explain anything to her.

Thinking of this, Wang Mengling felt a surge of resentment, but all she could do was stomp her feet in frustration.

However, what she saw next almost made her cry.

After curing about twenty patients, Zhou Ruo's stomach started rumbling.

Knowing she was hungry, Zhao Jinzhong took an orange from the basket, peeled it, and fed it to Zhou Ruo segment by segment.

In this way, Zhou Ruo can replenish her energy without stopping her acupuncture treatment.

Zhao Jinzhong's meticulous care for Zhou Ruo, and the scene of Zhou Ruo looking up at Zhao Jinzhong with a smile and saying "Thank you, brother,"

Every frame, every scene, stimulated every cell in Wang Mengling's body.

When Xiaoyun reminded her that she should go back and brew medicine for young master Wang Yucong, Wang Mengling was so angry that she couldn't move an inch.

She stayed at Zhou Ruo's stall until all the patients were cured and left.

"Wow! Brother, you've treated so many people today!" Zhou Ruo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When she relaxed, she smelled medicine and turned around to see the medicine bag that Wang Mengling was carrying.

"Huh? Who's injured?" Zhou Ruo asked Wang Mengling with wide eyes.

Wang Mengling glanced to her side to confirm that Zhou Ruo was asking her a question.

"No...no one is hurt." She didn't immediately understand why Zhou Ruo asked that question.

"Hmm! That's medicine for treating sprains and bruises in your hand." Zhou Ruo's eyes fell on the medicine in Wang Mengling's hand.

Wang Mengling glanced at the medicine packet in her hand, a complex mix of emotions rising within her.

How did Zhou Ruo know that the medicine in her hand was for treating sprains and bruises? Is this child really that amazing?

I've discovered that she seems really capable, but I don't want to admit that she's capable. I'm so angry!

"Okay, you guessed right, it was my brother who got hurt." Wang Mengling had a sudden idea and looked at Zhao Jinzhong.

She said in a coquettish tone, "Brother Jinzhong, could you let your sister go and treat my brother?"

Wang Mengling thought that this way she could spend more time with Zhao Jinzhong.

"I'm sorry, Miss Wang, we will not be going to the Marquis's residence," Zhao Jinzhong said calmly, though his tone even carried a hint of anger.

Back then, Lord Wang wanted to put Zhao Yucheng and all his soldiers to death. Now, Zhao Jinzhong doesn't want to step into the Marquis's mansion even once!