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

Jing Jiaren turned into a piece of luggage, and the large and small bags were checked by the plane.

Ximen Longting has the most advanced medical equipment...

Jing Jiaren just needs to be fed into the machine lying flat.

All the in-vivo compositions will be displayed on the screen, and the doctor's professional terminology will be explained to Ximen Longting.

It was already a few hours after the checks were made in sevens and eights.

Jing Jiaren was a little dizzy, and slumped on the chair: "What did the doctor say?"

Ximen Longting's expression was gloomy and unpredictable from the beginning to the end, and he didn't say a word.

This made Jing Jiaren start to get nervous.

"Ximen Longting, talk?"

Ximen Longting suddenly raised his head and stared at her, his gaze was like a machine stirring her heart, slowing her down inch by inch.

"Can you be frank?"

He whispered: "It's okay, go back."

The body has straightened up, and this time, Ximen Longting didn't even lose his fiery temper.

The whole person was shrouded in strong negative emotions, and he walked out of the arched door alone, leaving Jing Jiaren in place stunned.

After a while, he suddenly turned back, as if he just remembered that Jing Jiaren was still here.

He had never been so out of his mind.

Walking up to her in a few strides, he expertly held her in his arms and tightly clenched his arms.

"Let's go home."

His voice, deep and extraordinarily gentle, seemed to frighten her.

The contrast of Ximen Longting really scared Jing Jiaren...

She hooked his neck with one hand, pinched his chin with the other and asked, "Is my situation not optimistic? What did the doctor tell you?"

Ximen Longting's face returned to its usual calmness, and it was difficult to utter the words: "Health, your whole body is very healthy."

"You can lie to me, but take a mirror and look at your expression just now."

"..."

"Ximen Longting..." Jing Jiaren suddenly couldn't continue asking, as if forcing Ximen Longting like this would be cruel to him.

A great alarm bell sounded in my heart.

Did the body really suddenly get worse?But she herself felt nothing.

She originally wanted to give Ximen Longting another daughter...

She thought that as long as she worked hard to live, maybe God could give her another year or a half.

"There is a kind of test-tube baby," Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, "We can try to raise a daughter?"

"..."

"In this way, we can guarantee that it must be a girl. It's what you want...a girl like me."

Jing Jiaren's eyes flickered, and she took a deep breath, "How is it?"

With a sullen face, Ximen Longting strode forward with her in his arms, his steps somewhat mechanical.

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"Queen, you are back." SUN, who had been anxiously waiting for Liao Huo on the sofa, rushed to the entrance, "Have you gone to see a doctor, are you seriously ill?"

Like Ximen Longting, SUN showed a very anxious look.

Jing Jiaren was still in Ximen Longting's arms, and the man seemed to have been silenced along the way... and his expression was particularly bad.

So Jing Jiaren didn't dare to ask more.

"The queen's legs are also sick? Can't walk on the ground?"

"Mom is fine, just a little malnourished and anemic."

Ximen Longting hugged Jing Jiaren on the sofa, turned around and took Wilson to the study.

Jing Jiaren took a few deep breaths...

She has been mentally prepared for a long time, this day will come sooner or later, she can't mess up.