"Go and clean up all the blood on your body." Jing Jiaren looked at the clock on the wall, "Have you had lunch yet?"

Ximen Longting's eyes were deep: "I'm not hungry."

"But I'm hungry."

"What do you want to eat?"

"Give me a pen and paper, and I'll make a list."

Ximen Longting stared closely at Jing Jiaren, the contrast between her front and back was too great.

He asked in a tight voice, "Jing Jiaren, did you know something so you used bitter tricks?"

"What do I know?" Jing Jiaren glared at him.

If Jing Jiaren didn't know the secret of the anklet, how could he use the anklet to force him to make a choice so coincidentally.Because she knew he couldn't take off the anklet, she was forcing him indirectly.

"Mr. Simon, say it again, I'm hungry!"

Ximen Longting asked someone to bring a pen and paper to make a list for Jing Jiaren, and ordered someone to buy a change of clothes, while he went into the bathroom to wash it casually.

He didn't eat regularly, and his stomach felt unwell...

I don't know if the recent diet is helpful. He vomits less blood, and his stomach pain is relieved a lot.

But this is only temporary.

He could feel that the strength of his body was not as good as before, and he felt tired after carrying Jing Jiaren from the coffee shop to the car.

He clenched his fist, and the water flowed from his palm, and the feeling of powerlessness increased day by day.

……

After Jing Jiaren finished writing the menu and handed it to the bodyguard, based on his impressions, he wanted to write down some important folk remedies in the notebook.

When Ximen Longting came out, she happened to be biting a pen and meditating...

Jing Jiaren's previous memory was very good, and she would never forget it after reading it several times. If she copied it by herself, it would be even more impressive.

But now she is concentrating on her memory, but she can't remember what was written in the notebook.

Fragmented, can't remember at all...

Jing Jiaren's face was extremely pale, she wrote a few words, and then crossed them vigorously.

The pen scratched through several pages of paper, and she scratched her head hard, starting to get scared.

Her memory became bad because she was not concentrating.

"Take anti-inflammatory drugs!" Ximen Longting reminded coldly.

"Eat, what are you going to do?" Jing Jiaren asked quietly, staring at the messy paper.

Water was dripping on Ximen Longting's face: "What do you want to do?"

"I'll give you one more choice—reconcile with me and treat your stomach cancer."

Jing Jiaren's illness was also caused by Ximen Longting. As long as they reconciled and he healed her illness, her knots would be relieved, and they could accompany each other to treat illnesses together.

Either live together or die together.

Jing Jiaren raised her face: "Otherwise, let me go away completely."

Ximen Longting said word by word: "I don't have a key."

"That's your business, not mine."

"..."

"I didn't tie the anklet on." Jing Jiaren turned the pen and said casually, "When you put it on for me, didn't you think about the consequences?"

"Very good, Jing Jiaren, intimidation and temptation," he smiled cruelly, "You have learned everything from me!"

He had reached the last step and had no choice but to use bitter tricks.

I didn't expect to be turned against the general now.

"Then I will use bitter tactics, and it depends on whether you can use it or not. If you have the ability, just ignore me. Aren't you determined to die? What do you want me to do?"

"No matter what you do, my wedding date will remain the same!" Ximen Longting declared, "You can't change any of my decisions!"

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