Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

The doctor sneaked a glance at the bodyguard army behind Ximen Longting.

The murderous aura of Ximen Longting alone is enough to frighten people...

With this overwhelming force, the entire hospital was shrouded in a terrible shadow.

"No other questions?" Ximen Longting asked in a low growl.

"The child is also healthy, and the mother and child are safe."

The doctor hastily added, "It's just that I was drenched in the rain and my body is very weak. I can recover with two bags of medicine."

Ximen Longting asked with a sullen gaze: "Are you sure that all the internal organs are intact?"

"...the internal organs need to be filmed."

"shoot!"

"Would it be better to wait until the patient wakes up?"

"Shoot it now. And her head, shoot it for me too!"

A few hours later, Ximen Longting looked at Jing Jiaren's film, and the doctor explained one by one that all her organs were intact without any damage.

Ximen Longting's tense body finally relaxed.

The bodyguards and doctors crowded in the ward all withdrew, and the room finally became quiet.

It was so quiet that Jing Jiaren could hear every breath she took.

Ximen Longting sat by the hospital bed, holding her hand, staring at her with deep eyes, for a long time...

Wilson brought the sketchbook from the car: "Master, Young Master Leng is still undergoing emergency surgery."

"Are you dead?"

"For the time being, I still have energy... But whether I can save my life, life or death is uncertain."

Ximen Longting's eyes were cold, he naturally didn't care about Leng Lintian's life...

But Jing Jiaren's crazy look before she fell into a coma really scared him.

She was frightened to the point of insanity...

He squinted his eyes, and the image of her kneeling down and begging him to save Leng Lintian in the heavy rain was vivid in his memory.

Ximen Longting tried his best to suppress the crazily bursting out of jealousy.

It was his jealousy towards Leng Lintian that made him push her away with his own hands——

Open the sketch, constantly looking at the handwriting in the painting, those proofs of her love for him.

Ximen Longting is undoubtedly inferior in this relationship, so inferior that he never believes in her love, and constantly uses various methods to prove it...

The Dark Ye Heidi, who had always been proud of himself, actually felt inferior in front of love.

Ximen Longting laughed strangely.

He is like a child who is afraid of being robbed of his favorite toy...

I can't wait to hide her every day, no one can covet her.

"Am I wrong?"

"..."

"I'm asking you something!"

Wilson asked hesitantly, "Young Master, are you talking to me?"

"Who else is here besides us?"

"I thought you were talking to Miss Jing..." Wilson bowed his head and said, "The young master is not wrong. Even if the young master makes a wrong decision, it is still right."

This is the creed of the master.

Ximen Longting smiled coldly: "Are you mocking me too?"

"Don't dare..."

"How is he better than me?" Ximen Longting asked again holding the sketchbook.

Wilson was in a difficult situation, and it was really hard to answer this question: "In terms of appearance, family background, background... Young Master, you are on par with Young Master Leng, there is no difference. Young Master has the personality charm of Young Master, so you cannot compare."

"On par? No difference?" Ximen Longting laughed coldly, "In other words, I don't have any advantages, do I?"

Wilson dared not speak any more.

Even the only advantage that Jing Jiaren loved him was shattered by him.

He wasn't sure that after all the cruel things he had done to her, her heart would still be toward him...

Pushing aside her hair, his fingers touched the rose scar.