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

Everything is up for grabs!Only the way of grabbing is different.

Leng Lintian will have a gentleman's euphemism, no matter what he does, he will ask:

[I want to drink water, okay? 】【Read the newspaper to me, okay? 】【Girl, please hold the remote control for me...】

He will cooperate with the injury and be in a weak position, which makes people unbearable to refuse.

And Ximen Longting is straightforward:

【Feed me water!I want you to hand feed it! 】【I'm bored, talk to me, I like to hear you talk! 】【Jing Jiaren, you just protect him, what about me?Give me the remote! 】

So strong and naive that people can't refuse.

……

It was really difficult for Jing Jiaren to be caught between them.

After all, Leng Lintian is lying on the bed now because of her...and she really wants to investigate the lettering on his arm.

It's just that due to the presence of Ximen Longting and Leng Lintian's injuries, it's inconvenient to ask.

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

A man who looked like an assistant came in pushing a wheelchair: "Mr. Leng, I have completed the discharge procedures, and the car is parked at the entrance of the hospital. I will send you out now."

Jing Jiaren held the newspaper in her hand and looked up in surprise.

Leng Lintian said softly, "I arranged it."

"Leng Lintian, how can you arrange it privately?"

"Because I can't stay in this ward for a moment... because you don't agree with me being discharged."

"I don't agree that there are natural reasons. The doctor said that you should stay in the hospital for observation for at least a few days..."

"My body is fine, I know that. I will take responsibility for my health."

Leng Lintian curled his lips, his provocative eyes fell on Ximen Longting's face...

As long as he goes home, Jing Jiaren must go home with him.

Ximen Longting's eyes were cold, and he stared fiercely at Jing Jiaren: "You want to go? Cough cough cough..."

In the past few days, Ximen Longting's high fever has dropped a lot, but his cough is still not healed.

Sometimes he coughed badly, and the series of coughing made Jing Jiaren very worried.

Especially at night, Ximen Longting was still coughing while falling asleep.

Jing Jiaren was really worried that his lungs would explode from coughing.

"You didn't take cough medicine today?" Jing Jiaren put down the newspaper and walked over, picked up cough syrup from the bedside table and poured some, "Why don't you consciously take medicine?"

Every time she had to remind her, she poured it for him with her own hands.

Ximen Longting gritted his teeth and looked at her: "I ask you, do you want to go with him?"

Leng Lintian had already sat up, and with the help of his assistant, he got off the bed and into the wheelchair.

Jing Jiaren's eyes were dark: "I persuaded him, but he doesn't want to stay. In fact, you should be divided into wards."

"As long as you follow me, I'll share it with you."

"..."

"As long as you follow me, I can't go back with him!" Ximen Longting grabbed her sleeve, staring at her tightly with red eyes.

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath: "You live next door to me, isn't it very close?"

"..."

"I can visit you anytime."

Seeing him staring at her so hard, her heart couldn't harden at all.

"Take today's cough medicine first... Why is it not good all the time? Don't you like to buy some imported things? Is there any cough medicine that works well?"

Will coughing for a long time turn into pneumonia?

Ximen Longting looked at the medicine cap handed in front of him: "How many times have you seen it?"

"what?"

"How many times a day do you see me!?"

"Are you satisfied with the time of taking medicine in the morning, noon and evening?"

Ximen Longting yelled at Wilson: "Get discharged!" He wanted to be discharged together.