Meng Zhelan was taken aback when Prince An asked her this question so directly. She paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "We are like brothers, so naturally we are family."
After listening, Prince An remained silent for a moment, gazing intently at Meng Zhelan as if trying to see through her heart. He then said simply, "I see. I was presumptuous. I've noticed you two are inseparable, sometimes even talking intimately. You two seem to be getting along quite well."
“Xiaoxi and the others recognized my father as their godfather. The three of us have been through a lot since we came from Yunnan and Sichuan. Our feelings for each other are pure and sincere.”
Prince An nodded slightly after hearing this, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.
He looked at Meng Zhelan and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
This young woman possesses extraordinary wisdom and courage.
What's even more admirable is her attitude towards friends and family, which he deeply respects.
"Doctor Meng, I have a question I would like to ask you," Prince An said in a deep voice.
“Please speak, Prince An.” Meng Zhelan looked at him, waiting for him to continue.
Prince An looked into her bright eyes and was momentarily stunned. He then asked, "Doctor Meng, do you have any plans for the future? Do you have any plans to get married and have children?"
Meng Zhelan was slightly taken aback; she hadn't expected Prince An to ask such a question.
She lowered her head and remained silent for a moment.
Then he slowly said, "Actually, I don't have any specific plans for the future. I just want to do my best to practice medicine and save lives. As for marriage, that depends on fate, and my father won't rush me."
He said that life is short, only a few decades, and one should live for oneself. If one encounters the wrong person, then being alone is not necessarily a bad thing.
Meng Zhong felt that his daughter would have no trouble getting married. If she didn't meet the right person, she could stay single. He could even adopt a few children to live out her old age in peace. Why not?
Meng Zhelan's words plunged Prince An into deep thought. Looking at the elegant woman before him, as graceful as a chrysanthemum, a strange emotion welled up within him. Her words were simple yet powerful, and he couldn't help but admire her ideals and determination.
"Doctor Meng's words are like a wake-up call. You are right, we should live for ourselves." For more than twenty years, Prince An has lived in the shadow of others and has never truly lived for himself.
As night fell, everyone felt sleepy, but Prince An was unable to fall asleep.
He lay on the makeshift bed, lost in thought, as if he were in a boundless universe, feeling lonely and confused.
Meng Zhelan, who was not far away, had already fallen asleep. Prince An glanced at Meng Zhelan.
Her face looked exceptionally serene in the moonlight, unlike the woman in his dream.
In my dreams, she always carries a hint of melancholy, while the face before me is full of tranquility and contentment.
His heart began to pound, and he couldn't look away from the woman before him. He gazed at her face, his mind racing.
Meanwhile, Meng Zhelan began to dream, something she hadn't done in years. This time, however, she found herself engrossed in a dream.
In my dream, she wore a red wedding dress, the vibrant color of which seemed to burn in the silent night.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and her red wedding dress fluttered in her dream, her figure beginning to blur.
Meng Zhelan's heart tightened. She tried to grab the figure, but found that her hand passed right through her body.
She woke up with a start, opened her eyes, and found herself in complete darkness. She sat up abruptly, her heart pounding, the scenes from her dream vivid in her mind.
"Miss Lan, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" Sweetie, who was sleeping next to her, noticed that she suddenly sat up.
Meng Zhelan took deep breaths and it took her a while to recover. "It's nothing, I just had a tiring dream. Let's go back to sleep." After saying that, she lay down again.
I was still thinking about the dream, and then, to my horror, I dreamt that I got married.
She couldn't see the groom's face clearly. Could it be that she secretly longed to get married? Impossible! How could she not know what she was thinking!
Meng Zhelan tossed and turned, the scene from her dream replaying in her mind, a strange emotion welling up inside her.
She couldn't help but examine her own heart, wondering if she truly longed for marriage and family. However, she had always considered herself a free spirit who disliked being bound.
As dawn broke, everyone got up early, got ready, and set off towards Jingcheng.
Although they were still dozens of miles away from Jingcheng, they pressed on with unwavering determination, traveling without stopping. Finally, at sunrise, they successfully arrived at the city gate of Jingcheng.
Prince An made no fuss and quietly led everyone to the guesthouse.
The provincial governor and his entourage waited respectfully outside the gate for Prince An's arrival. "Your humble servant respectfully welcomes Your Highness Prince An."
"No need for formalities, please rise!" Prince An nodded slightly in response, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the crowd.
The gates of the residence were opened, all the lights in the manor were lit, and all the servants stood at the entrance to respectfully welcome His Highness Prince An.
Prince An entered the hall, glanced around, and said, "Boil water, I want to take a bath."
"Yes, Your Highness," the governor replied, and hurriedly went to arrange for people to make preparations.
After Prince An returned to his room, bathed, and changed into clean clothes, he said, "You may all leave. I need to rest. Please entertain Doctor Meng properly."
"Yes, Your Highness," Lu Yi said respectfully before leaving.
Meanwhile, Meng Zhelan was soaking in a medicinal bath, a calming bath she had prepared.
"Sweetie, go take a shower and change your clothes, get some rest." Meng Zhelan indicated that she could manage on her own.
After regaining her composure, Meng Zhelan began preparing to see a doctor in the afternoon. Meanwhile, Prince An had already been summoned away by the prefect, and Lu San and Tian Tian accompanied her to the clinic.
Lu Sanzheng was the coachman with excellent driving skills from yesterday. The group exchanged pleasantries upon meeting.
There were quite a few patients with mild and severe symptoms at the clinic. Meng Zhelan looked at the patients, some groaning in pain and others expressionless, and her heart tightened.
She knew she had to find a way to treat these patients as soon as possible, or the consequences would be unimaginable.
She first went to see the critically ill patients and found that most of them were seriously ill because they had contracted an unknown disease.
Meng Zhelan carefully studied their symptoms and found that these patients all had varying degrees of fever, cough, and difficulty breathing.
If the condition is not controlled in time, these patients are likely to die from respiratory failure.
Just as she was pondering how to treat the condition, a quarrel interrupted her thoughts.
Meng Zhelan looked up and saw two imperial physicians in official robes arguing fiercely. They were discussing the treatment plans for the patients.
A tall, thin man roared, "This is all nonsense! This is clearly an incurable disease, so what's the point of talking about a cure?"
Another slightly older man with a flat face retorted, "Since they came to us for treatment, we should naturally treat them."
The tall man angrily rolled up his sleeves, pointed his finger at the other man's nose, and said, "What do you know? Look at the people in this room, how many of them can be cured?"
The flat-faced man retorted, "You didn't cure it either!" The two argued back and forth, each sticking to their own opinion.
"I believe conservative treatment should be adopted, focusing on conditioning and gradually improving the patient's physical condition," one person advocated.
"What a terrible idea!" another imperial physician retorted angrily. "The patient's condition is already extremely serious; we must take decisive action, fighting poison with poison!"
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