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

It takes an hour to go back and forth.

Jing Jiaren was anxious even while waiting, watching the snake venom on TV would suck out the poisonous blood.

She tore off the gauze on Leng Aofeng's wound, intending to help him suck out part of the blood.

The moment she lowered her head, Leng Aofeng suddenly woke up half awake, and looked at her slightly.

Probably when she was tearing the wound, the pain dragged him to wake up.

"Leng Aofeng, you finally woke up..." Jing Jiaren said half joy and half worry, "You have poison on the muzzle of your gun."

"I know."

"you know?"

Whether Leng Aofeng was poisoned or not, of course he himself has a perception.

"You know why don't you go to the pharmacy to buy medicine, you should find a way to heal your wound!" Instead of rushing back here.

Leng Aofeng sweated profusely: "It's okay."

"I'll help you suck out some of the poison, soon."

"Don't touch it!" He raised his head and pressed her shoulder with difficulty, "Go away..."

"why?"

"You are pregnant...dangerous." Leng Aofeng said intermittently, "I told you, don't touch it!"

Jing Jiaren's whole body froze suddenly. He always remembered that she was pregnant, and when he went to buy her high fever medicine, he also remembered to buy pregnant women's food.

"Fool, this is not your child...why do you care so much..."

"It's yours...you care..." His eyes gradually became empty, "I must...care too."

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cold home.

Jing Jiaren would never have imagined that her coming to Leng's house would be such a coincidence—just in time for Ximen Longying to give birth.

Isn't it 6 months yet?

As soon as Leng Aofeng was picked up from the car, he was immediately carried away on a stretcher. The doctors were discussing the type and extent of the toxicity...

And here, Ximen Longying's painful voice came out of the room and ran through the corridor.

The servants kept coming in and out, and they were in a hurry.

On Leng Aofeng's side, she couldn't help the door and was stopped outside.

Jing Jiaren stood waiting in the corridor, and clearly heard Ximen Longying's heart-piercing voice...

It was already very painful when she gave birth to Sun, but the tearing sound of Ximen Longying was several times more painful than her.

Ximen Longying probably yelled for a long time, her voice was so hoarse.

At this time, Aunt Qu came out, her hands were still stained with blood, she asked for a towel, but the servants were busy.

She yelled a few words and saw Jing Jiaren: "You, you go downstairs and get a fresh stack of towels."

Ten minutes later, Jing Jiaren went upstairs with a towel and entered Ximen Longying's room.

There are crowds of people everywhere, but fortunately Ximen Longying's bedroom is big enough——

A dozen or so doctors were helping her deliver the baby on the big bed more than 3 meters wide.

And beside the bed, Jing Jiaren actually saw "Leng Aofeng"!

Of course, Jing Jiaren recognized this fake at a glance. They were similar in figure and height, but there were differences in details—there are no two identical leaves in this world, and naturally there are no two identical people.

The man stood there frowning, bewildered.

Jing Jiaren suspected that he was wearing a human skin mask...

Perhaps Aunt Qu also had this idea after reading Ji Ziang's "Human Skin Mask Report".

Since he couldn't find the real Leng Aofeng, he had no choice but to find a substitute temporarily.

Anyway, Ximen Longying was delirious from the pain, and couldn't tell the truth from the fake... As long as "Leng Aofeng" was by her side, she was content.