Turns Out She's Really a Divine Doctor

Lu Zheng was squatting in the courtyard of Prince Lingyang’s residence, cooking porridge, when Physician Zhang, the director of the Imperial Medical Academy, spotted her tossing something into the little pot like scraps of vegetables. The old physician pointed at her with a trembling finger, nearly choking with rage. “That’s a top-grade snow lotus! How can you waste it like this? What a crime against nature!” Lu Zheng said, “I’ve always had it this way. It’s just a bowl of porridge.” Physician Zhang: “...” Xiao Qi could vouch for her. That was exactly how it was. Physician Zhang looked her over, recalled the rumors from the capital, and asked uncertainly, “Are you that young miracle doctor?” A miracle doctor? Hadn’t her senior brother said her medical skills were terrible? Lu Zheng had only ever done odd jobs in the valley, and had no idea how good her medicine was. She waved a hand. “I’m no miracle doctor. I couldn’t even cure his muteness.” Xiao Qi: Then who was the person who got the crippled heir of the Marquis of Zhenbei back on his feet the other day, and brought the old Princess of Jinyang back from the brink of death yesterday?