Chapter 136 King Liang Qi Hao

"Lan'er, where has the president been lately? I haven't seen her for days." Li Xi gently stirred the rice porridge in the stove, remembering Wang Lianyi.

Meng Zhelan observed Feng Molin's situation, "Sister Lianyi went to another place. Didn't you say before that you were going to open a small market at a dock in another place?"

"Oh dear, I was so busy I forgot. Why didn't the president invite me?" Li Xi had clearly forgotten about it.

"Don't worry, Sister Lianyi is very capable. There's no business she can't close."

Hearing this, Li Xi couldn't help but smile. Recalling Wang Lianyi's energetic and confident demeanor, her heart calmed down.

The two chatted idly while Feng Molin slept peacefully on the bed, as if in another world.

Meng Zhelan checked his pulse from time to time, and it was clear that the antidote was effective; Feng Molin's condition was gradually improving.

After confirming that everything was going in a positive direction, Li Xi asked Lin Da to stay and look after Feng Molin, while she left the room with Meng Zhelan.

Around noon, Feng Molin's attendant came over and asked, "Young Master Li, is our master at home?"

Li Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief, "You're finally here, come with me quickly."

She asked them to move Feng Molin to the small courtyard where he had stayed last time.

“Master Feng was poisoned by the Hundred Flowers Intoxication last night. I just gave him the antidote, and he is fine for now. Please take good care of him. If you need anything, please come to me.”

Meng Zhelan felt relieved to see that there were people at Yinxian Manor. After giving them some instructions, she left.

She built a medicine-making room in Tingfeng Courtyard. Although Prince An was able to pretend to be seriously poisoned by using her specially made medicine, his body was actually depleted.

Considering the generous reward, she still wanted to take good care of his health.

Meng Zhelan refined many tonics in the alchemy room and had them sent to Prince An.

She heard that Prince An had been handling official business in his study these past few days, and rarely left the study except for meals.

That won't do. He needs to recover his health first, otherwise she won't be able to get her payment.

The Emperor Emeritus and Empress Dowager had already left with Elder Sun yesterday, and Meng Zhelan continued to peruse the journal.

The cover of this notebook is badly worn; she acquired it from a homeless man six years ago.

On that snowy night, Meng Zhelan rescued a homeless man who was about to freeze to death, clutching a tattered notebook tightly in his hand.

On that cold winter night, Meng Zhelan became his savior, and he gave her this notebook, hoping it could offer her some help.

He left quietly the following spring when the flowers bloomed.

She had only casually flipped through it at the time, but now, after studying it carefully, she was deeply attracted by its contents.

The notebook records ancient medical techniques and secret formulas, as well as in-depth discussions about the mysteries of the human body. Each page is filled with mystery and wisdom, as if opening up a whole new world.

The notes contain records of "Yanluo Powder" and "Hundred Flowers Intoxication".

Could it be that the owner of this notebook is related to the Red Lotus Cult? I'll have to talk to Xi'er and the others about it later.

Just as she was engrossed in her thoughts, there was a knock on the door.

"Miss Lan, His Highness Prince Liang has sent someone," Lichun said from outside.

Prince Liang? What an unfamiliar name. Why would I look for her?

"I'm here." Meng Zhelan tidied herself up casually and went out.

Upon arriving at the front hall, Meng Zhelan saw a man dressed in brocade robes sitting there with an imposing air, accompanied by two guards.

"Are you Doctor Meng?" the man asked.

"Yes, that's me." Meng Zhelan nodded.

"His Highness Prince Liang is not feeling well and would like to request that you come to his home to treat him." The man gestured for him to come.

She recognized the man; she had seen him before, and he was indeed one of the King of Liang's men.

Since they've come to invite her, she couldn't very well refuse.

Meng Zhelan was somewhat surprised, but still, with Tiantian by her side, she boarded the carriage under the man's guidance.

"Doctor Meng, don't be afraid. His Highness Prince Liang is an extremely kind person," the man said, noticing Meng Zhelan's nervousness.

"Hmm." Meng Zhelan nodded, but she still felt a little uneasy.

"Miss Lan, don't be afraid, I'm here." Sweetie's current skills are more than enough to handle several guards.

"It's alright. That man is someone close to Prince Liang. I've seen him in the palace before." That's why she dared to go with them.

The carriage was exquisitely decorated and had a faint, pleasant fragrance.

The carriage soon came to a stop, and Meng Zhelan followed the man into a luxurious mansion.

Inside the mansion, King Liang was sitting in his study. When he saw Meng Zhelan enter, he put down the book in his hand and smiled, "Please sit, Doctor Meng."

After Meng Zhelan sat down, the Prince of Liang personally poured her a cup of tea: "I heard from Yunhe that Doctor Meng's medical skills are superb. I wonder if I have the honor of having Doctor Meng examine me?"

"Your Highness, you are too kind." Meng Zhelan accepted the tea and said softly, "Treating the sick and saving lives is a doctor's duty."

"Then I will trouble you, Doctor Meng." King Liang smiled gently, then waved his hand and dismissed his attendants.

The room fell silent immediately, with only the two of them remaining.

Meng Zhelan couldn't help but feel a little nervous, wondering what the King of Liang was going to do.

King Liang extended his left hand, saying, "Then I'll have to trouble Doctor Meng."

Meng Zhelan was slightly taken aback, but she immediately reached out to take his pulse.

Her fingers rested on Liang Wang's wrist, and she felt that his pulse was steady and strong, indicating that he was in good health.

She couldn't help but wonder, did the King of Liang not have any illness?

"How is it?" King Liang couldn't help but ask when he saw Meng Zhelan remain silent.

Meng Zhelan came to her senses and smiled faintly: "His Highness Prince Liang is in good health and has no illness."

"Is that so?" A hint of disappointment flashed in King Liang's eyes. "That's a real pity."

Meng Zhelan's heart tightened, not understanding what the King of Liang was referring to.

King Liang continued, "I have been suffering from a hidden ailment for a long time, and I have sought out many famous doctors, but none of them can cure me. I originally wanted to invite Doctor Meng to come, hoping to find a cure. Since that is the case, I have no choice but to give up."

Meng Zhelan was completely confused. A hidden illness? How come she couldn't diagnose it? Or was it that this hidden illness couldn't be detected by pulse diagnosis alone?

She was filled with doubts, but outwardly remained calm: "Your Highness, you are too kind. You do indeed appear to be in good health. If you feel unwell, please seek medical attention promptly."

"Thank you for your concern, Doctor Meng." King Liang smiled and then waved his hand. "In that case, I wonder if Doctor Meng would be interested in becoming the physician in my residence?"

Meng Zhelan was taken aback. Become a physician in the imperial household? She didn't even want to be a royal physician. A physician in the imperial household? She'd lose all her personal freedom.

However, she still showed a fearful expression on her face, "Your Highness... I'm afraid my skills are not good enough and I will fail Your Highness's expectations." Meng Zhelan lowered her head, a trace of unease flashing in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, King Liang smiled calmly, "Doctor Meng is too modest. I have heard that you are a miracle worker with superb medical skills, which is exactly what I need. Moreover, my palace is currently short of a physician."