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

"Ximen Longting, at a critical juncture, can you stop making trouble?"

In her eyes, everything he did was making trouble and upset her.

Ximen Longting's red eyes flashed coldly, and he coldly let go.

Jing Jiaren tried her best——

The door closed in front of him with a bang, just like she treats him, always coldly rejecting him.

Ximen Longting smiled coldly, as if mocking himself, leaned against the cold wall, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Soon, the sterilized Jing Jiaren came out wearing a sterile gown, walking windy, without even looking at Ximen Longting, and went straight to the intensive care unit...

Ximen Longting followed her coldly and watched her go in.

Don't blame Jing Jiaren, in this situation, she really can't care about Ximen Longting's mood.

"Doctor, is he all right?"

The doctor looked at her: "The patient seems to want to see you very much. You can come closer to him and talk to him."

"Speak? What should I say?"

"You can say whatever you want... Let him listen to your voice more. The patient is just waking up now, so you can talk more to make his mind clearer, and try not to fall asleep too quickly. It will be good for his brain after he recovers."

Jing Jiaren walked to the head of the bed, leaned over, and moved closer to Leng Lintian.

There was a big gash in the corner of his eye, stitched all the way to the temple, the wound was deep...

The whole head was wrapped in a bandage.

The raised Danfeng eyes were slightly knocked, staring at her in a daze, but those eyes were very bright, shining like stars.

Faintly, there seemed to be a smile in his eyes.

Jing Jiaren frowned. What is he laughing at at this time?

He seemed about to speak, and whitened his oxygen mask.

Jing Jiaren said in a low voice, "Don't talk, you are receiving oxygen, and your breath is very weak."

Leng Lintian lifted the hand that didn't hang the potion...

"Don't move around, didn't the doctor tell you not to move around?" Jing Jiaren stopped him from raising his hand. Although this hand was not injured, it might involve other wounds.

Leng Lintian suddenly reversed his grip and held her hand tightly in his palm.

"You're awake," Jing Jiaren chuckled, "don't worry, you'll be fine."

Leng Lintian just stared at her intently.

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip: "Young Master Leng is blessed with a great life, I guess you don't die that easily."

outside the glass.

The slow smoke lingered, Ximen Longting stood there with a stern back, watching Jing Jiaren bent over, staring at Leng Lintian so closely, his eyes were gentle, and the way he spoke was extremely gentle...

He had never seen Jing Jiaren like this before.

She was so careful, as if she was afraid of breaking the glass man.

Ximen Longting stared at it coldly for ten minutes, then turned around and left lonely.

The communication bell in the intensive care unit rang, and the doctor answered——

The nurse's voice came and said: "Just before the gentleman left, he explained that Mrs. Leng is pregnant and should not stand for too long. Let her sit and talk to the patient."

The doctor immediately asked someone to move the chair to Jing Jiaren's side.

"You talk to the patient for half an hour, and then let him rest."

"Okay, thank you." Jing Jiaren sat down and asked uncertainly, "He should pass the dangerous period, right?"

"Yes."

"Yeah." Jing Jiaren's boulder fell to the ground again, and she unconsciously glanced at the room outside the intensive care unit.

The man who was originally standing in front of the glass disappeared...

Jing Jiaren didn't think much about it, turned her face back, and tried to find something to talk to Leng Lintian, hoping that he would get better soon.