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

Jing Jiaren said bluntly, "He's one of Ximen's subordinates."

"We learned that the young master is in this hospital——Master Ximen sent someone to notify him." The chief bodyguard replied, "When we came, the people he stayed here to guard left. I am very grateful to Master Ximen for saving the hospital. Our young master owes him a favor."

Jing Jiaren was in a daze, thinking that she had heard wrong.

Ximen Longting suddenly changed sex?With his personality, he would keep Leng Lintian to threaten her.

At least, I will wait for Leng Lintian to wake up and force him to sign the divorce agreement...

Jing Jiaren remembered that the phone was still by the pillow, and she didn't return it to the bodyguard after she finished calling yesterday.

Hurrying back to the ward, she found her cell phone. She had called Wilson's cell phone last night, and there was a call record.

Jing Jiaren dialed the number——

Fortunately, the mobile phone number was connected, and Wilson answered the call.

"Rest in the next ward?"

She breathed a sigh of relief instantly: "Have you asked the hospital to examine him?"

Wilson said in a hesitant voice, "I checked, and the doctor said there's nothing serious."

"Why did he suddenly withdraw the bodyguards outside?" She was frightened in vain.

Wilson considered his words: "The young master thinks that you will be happy if you do this."

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip, he suddenly became sensible?Did you know that you did what she wanted?Really rare.

Jing Jiaren was really happy as if she had let go of a heavy burden at this moment: "Which ward is he in next door, I'll go over and see."

"Go next door to the left, the third room."

Jing Jiaren knew Ximen Longting well, and according to his temperament, it was impossible for him to ask a doctor for an examination to see the blood coughed up on the trash can—his stomach problem was not serious and tended to be serious, so he asked the nurse to find a doctor.

Wilson opened the door: "Miss Jing, you are here."

It was no different from usual, but Jing Jiaren always felt that Wilson's expression and voice were weird.

She walked into the room first, the doctor will come later.

Ximen Longting leaned on the bed, obviously just woke up...

The hair is messy and unruly, as if washed by the sea.

He didn't look up at her immediately, took the cigarette and lighter from the coffee table, lit a cigarette: "It's rare that you will take the initiative to see me."

"I heard you went drinking last night."

"So I drink, you will come to see me?" His eyes were bloodshot.

Not only because of this, but also because she was worried about his body when she saw the balls of paper in the trash can.

"I called a doctor for you."

Ximen Longting froze suddenly, and an extremely sharp and terrifying aura spread: "Who told you to call me a doctor?"

"I saw bloody paper balls in the trash can, and blood stains on the floor." Jing Jiaren walked over a few steps and was about to take the cigarette out of his hand, "You don't want to die, stomach cancer is transformed from stomach disease .”

Ximen Longting's hand was silently avoided, and he flicked the cigarette ash: "So, what will you do?"

"How about me? The stomach is not mine, what can I do?"

He smiled coldly and asked, "I mean, if my stomach disease really turned into stomach cancer, what would you do?"

"..." Jing Jiaren, "I hate it when you ask some meaningless hypothetical questions."

"Anyway, you hate what I do." His voice was low and clear, "That's not bad."

"I'm very happy that you informed Leng Lintian's people to come today."

"I'd better disappear from your world completely, you will be happier."