The little Marquis’ favorite: Madam, she is the richest in the world

After breakfast, Meng Xian read the account books in the study for a while, but Xie Lanxin's incident still affected her originally good mood to some extent.

After all, she was the sister of a wealthy family that she grew up with. Even though she had made the worst mental preparations for her poor health, she was still hoping that a miracle would happen if a miracle doctor came to her.

You cannot think about many things in detail, and the more you think about them, the more you think about them;

Just like the matter of Xie Lanxin, Meng Xian thought about it more and more, and even thought that it was impossible to cure it. Could it be that Lanxin would really... at such a young age...

No matter how powerful a person is, he will feel fear and fear when facing a major event such as life and death, not to mention that Meng Xian is still a teenage girl.

The girl, who was still cheerful and smiling early in the morning, was sitting on the couch with her knees in her arms, her eyes lowered, and a layer of sadness flowed out of her eyes. Slowly, there was even a layer of mist.

……

When Jiang Heng opened the door, he saw such a scene of pear blossoms and rain.

The girl lowered her head, her long eyelashes were stained with a few drops of tears, her red lips were slightly pursed, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, making her look very endearing.

After knowing her for so long, he has never seen her like this.

In his impression, she had always been confident and proud of anything, so when he first saw her like this, the man subconsciously darkened his eyes and his tone became colder.

"Why are you crying? Who bullied you?"

Meng Xian was completely immersed in her own thoughts and didn't even notice that a living person had entered the room, so she was really startled when she heard his voice.

He pulled the silk handkerchief and wiped it casually, "Don't you have to attend the banquet today?"

Her eyes were a little wandering as she spoke, as if she didn't want him to see her like this.

Jiang Heng strode forward and sat on the couch next to her. He held her wrist with one hand and gently raised her chin with the other, forcing her to look at him.

The girl's wet eyes, reddish tip of nose, and slightly wet corners of her eyes were all revealed to him at this moment.

For a moment, he couldn't even bear to speak in a serious tone, "What happened? Don't hide it from me."

Sickness and death are inherently extremely heavy and depressing topics. When you are alone, you can barely hold back your emotions, but the more you rely on someone around you, the more fragile your heart becomes.

Just like now, when the man's low and gentle voice rang in her ears, Meng Xian couldn't bear it anymore and threw herself into his arms and cried loudly.

Facing her two sisters, it wasn't that she didn't dare to cry, but she knew that their emotions must be as tense as hers at the moment. If she cried, the end result would be the three of them holding their heads and crying together. She didn't want that;

As for Jiang Heng, she could safely rely on him to vent and cry.

Jiang Heng's clothes were wet with Meng Xian's crying. He felt distressed and helpless, but besides holding her in his arms and comforting her tenderly, there was nothing he could do at this moment.

When she was tired of crying and had vented all her emotions, the girl, with red eyes, roughly explained what had happened.

After hearing this, the man just hugged the person in his arms tighter, and for a moment he didn't know what to say to comfort her.

Birth, old age, illness and death are all determined by God and cannot be controlled by humans.

After Meng Xian calmed down a little, she sniffed and said in a low voice: "Actually, when it comes to Lan Xin's body, she has seen so many famous doctors over the years, all of which have made her family prepare for the worst; in the past two years, even A doctor said that Lan Xin's lifespan can range from three to five years to one or two years."

Jiang Heng said sternly: "You can't believe the words of some so-called famous doctors. It's hard to determine good or bad luck. The Xie family is a family of benevolence and good deeds. Children and grandchildren will have the blessings of their ancestors, and there's no telling how bad things will turn into good fortune."

"That is to say, it can be as short as one or two years. This is already the third year. Lan Xin is still alive and well." Meng Xian said bitterly.

Jiang Heng: "So you don't have to be too pessimistic. According to what you said, the Xie family now has news about the famous doctor Hua Wei. I have heard about Hua Wei, but she is an extraordinary talent who is proficient in the art of Qi Huang. I will definitely be able to rejuvenate you with my wonderful skills and save your little sister."

Meng Xian's mood has stabilized for the most part. "Every time the Xie family invites a famous doctor for diagnosis and treatment, I don't dare to ask, for fear that I will be disappointed again and again."

"You don't know, the Xie family and my family have been friends for generations, and my feelings for Lan Xin are no different from those of my eldest sister and my second sister. So as long as I think about the possibility of Lan Xin... I can't accept it."

Jiang Heng can understand,

Seeing that she seemed about to cry again, Jiang Heng repeatedly comforted her: "How about... I invite an imperial doctor to diagnose and treat her?"

"Royal doctor?"

Meng Xian was stunned for a moment. She really didn't expect this. She just felt that in this world, rich people couldn't hire any good doctor;

But one thing was ignored - the whole world is not the king's land; the shore of the land is not the king's ministers.

Most of the doctors with the most superb medical skills in the world are probably in the imperial hospital.

Can……

"The imperial doctor is loyal to the royal family and works for the royal family. It is not so easy to ask them."

Meng Xian is self-aware of this, and all people and issues among the people can be solved with money;

Only the towering and deep palace wall was beyond their control.

She didn't, but Jiang Heng did.

"If the sister you mentioned is in the capital, it would be a trivial matter to hire an imperial doctor to diagnose her. But now that she is in the south of the Yangtze River, and she is too weak to travel long distances, it will be a bit more difficult."

Meng Xian sighed helplessly, "No, the Xie family used to spend a lot of money and send people all the way to the south of the Yangtze River to hire doctors."

Xie Lanxin is eleven years old this year.

In the past nearly ten years, the Xie family has spent countless amounts of money on their medical fees and medicinal supplements;

It can be said that if Xie Lanxin had been more unlucky and had not been born into a wealthy businessman's family, she might not be alive now.

Jiang Heng was afraid that she would continue to be immersed in sadness, so he deliberately avoided the topic, "Don't think too much, and don't be too pessimistic. Maybe the Xie family's journey of seeking medical treatment will end up with Hua Hua."

Meng Xian twitched the corner of her mouth. Isn't this what they all longed for.

"I hope so."

She was obviously not in a high mood, so Jiang Heng didn't say much. He just put his arm around her shoulders and held her quietly in his arms, silently giving her strength and support.

After Meng Xian had digested her emotions and suppressed all the distracting thoughts in her heart, she started to ask questions about the man in front of her.

Jiang Heng really couldn’t laugh or cry about this.

But it's hard to brush off her sweetheart's kind words.

He was obedient and answered whatever she asked.

Meng Lian: "By the way, does that cloak still fit? I think my eyesight should be pretty accurate, right?"

Jiang Heng grabbed the cloak that he had just taken off and hung on the hanger next to him, and put it on again to show her, "Does it fit you? Let's see with your own eyes?"

Meng Lian took a quick look and said,

Today, he was wearing a moon-white straight-fronted robe, and what was tied around his waist was the moon-white jade belt with auspicious cloud patterns that she had given him;

A jade hairband tied her long, black hair behind her head, and her facial features were handsome and angular. Putting on this finely crafted fox cloak, it made her taller, handsomer and stronger figure even more accentuated.

Male lust is also tempting,

Just like Meng Lian at this moment, she was so hooked that she couldn't move her eyes away.