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

Doctors of various Chinese medicines came in and out, and prescriptions were given one after another...

Jing Jia asked the servant to prepare and boil the medicine according to the prescription. As a result, Ximen Longting drank three sets of traditional Chinese medicine, but vomited worse.

I dare not continue feeding the rest of the medicine.

Wilson: "Miss Jing, you can't mix medicines and medicines together...You let the young master try so many prescriptions at the same time, how can your body survive!"

"Then what should I do? How many days will it take to see the effect? ​​If it doesn't work, what should I do?"

"We can let other patients with gastric cancer try it, and try out a useful prescription..."

"We don't have that much time anymore!"

Ximen Longting's body couldn't afford to wait!

Wilson bowed his head: "Then what should we do now?"

If the prescription was so easy to find, would so many people die from stomach cancer?

This morning, Jing Jiaren opened the window, but unexpectedly did not see the gift box, but a note pressed under a stone.

She has to destroy the gift every day before others find it.

Jing Jiaren picked up the note, it was in Leng Aofeng's handwriting, simple and neat:

[I have a prescription.The car is waiting outside. 】

Jing Jiaren looked up, and there was a low-key black Cadillac parked not far from the apartment.

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[I want a house facing the sea, where the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.Shang Yanxuan, how about you? 】

An hour later, the Cadillac stopped by the sea. Jing Jiaren lowered the car window and saw the beautiful coastline...

The golden sun shines, the beach is soft and clear, and there is a villa on the side.

It is clustered in the shade of flowers and greenery, with coconut trees, a kennel, and a big dog tied to it.

The appearance of the villa is exactly the same as the Love Villa he sent.

This is an enlarged version of reality, more refined.

Jing Jia knew the structure and decoration of the room without going in.

The turf was obviously planted, otherwise where did the grass come from by the beach?

Walking through the path, she looked at the scenes around the yard, and suddenly felt so familiar.

Aren't these what she once painted?

That painting was her freehand graffiti, and she drew stars on the coconut tree, the Shar Pei tied a festive bow, and the painted fish were colorful.

And now, Leng Aofeng has realized all of this.

There are Christmas stars hanging from the coconut trees, but the ugly Shar Pei wears a big butterfly, and in the pool are colorful fish brought in from overseas.

The number of fish was the same as in her painting, even the color and shape were similar.

That dog was about the same fat and thin, even with a slouching posture...

The more Jing Jiaren looked at it, the more vividly that painting appeared in her mind.

My heart choked, this needs to be done, it must have taken a lot of effort!

What's more important is Leng Aofeng's intentions... He can remember every word she said.

"Miss Jing, do you still remember me?" An elderly housekeeper Hou said at the door of the villa, "I'm Foss."

"Uncle Fu."

"You are finally here, young master, you have been waiting for this moment for a long time."

Jing Jia thumped her heart: "What about the others?"

With Leng Aofeng's personality, he would not deliberately lie to her in order to lure her to appear - if he really wanted her to come, it would be more convenient to just take her away.

He definitely has the prescription to dare to say that, Jing Jiaren knows his character.

Why did he have a prescription, and how could he be sure that the prescription could cure Ximen Longting?

too many questions.