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

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It rained again in the middle of the night, and Wilson paced back and forth in front of the bed.

The frantic rainwater hit the glass, making a messy sound...

Ximen Longting's body convulsed violently, and the pain became more and more intense. The doctor had already used painkilling injections.

"Is it still useless?" Jing Jiaren asked in a tight voice, "Why didn't the painkiller injections work?"

Why does Ximen Longting feel pain even in a coma?

The doctor said cautiously: "His high fever affects the nerves, the central nervous system and the tendons of the whole body... Painkillers are useless."

"Then what to do, just watch him hurt all the time?"

Wilson stopped in his tracks, staring at the scene in front of him with dazed eyes.

Once Jing Jiaren had a poisoning attack, even painkiller injections were useless...

Ximen Longting watched Jing Jiaren in pain, but he was powerless...

He punched the wall fiercely and said: [If I can hurt her instead...it will be worth everything I do! 】

Now the situation is reversed, Ximen Longting really hurts instead of Jing Jiaren.

"Doctor, think of a way again, I beg you..."

"Miss Jing," Wilson suggested suddenly, "you can try a massage."

"massage?"

He remembered that when Jing Jiaren was in pain, Ximen Longting personally massaged Jing Jiaren to relieve her body pain.

"Then you go and hire the best masseuse now..." Jing Jiaren seemed to grasp the last straw, "Before he comes, I will massage Ximen Longting first."

She sat at the end of the bed, holding Ximen Longting's feet to help him press them.

When her hand grabbed his foot, it felt like he was twitching so badly...

Severe pain spread throughout Ximen Longting's body, his hands trembled so badly, his body was covered with fine and dense sweat.

And the soles of his feet are cold and stiff...

Although he was running a fever, his hands and feet were extremely stiff without any warmth.

Ximen Longting was in such pain, it was as if a devil was entangled with him and destroyed him.

That pale face was as pale as a corpse...

Breathing became more and more rapid and difficult.

The heart rate meter suddenly went up and down violently...

The sound of Didi Didi was thrilling.

Jing Jiaren suddenly became frightened, fell off the chair in shock, and took a few steps back: "No, it's impossible..."

Isn't there still three days left, why would he...

Wilson immediately rang the call bell!

The doctor was next door, broke in immediately, prepared the medicine, sprayed it down his throat, let the mist flow, and put on an oxygen mask.

Jing Jiaren's mind went blank, and there was a huge tinnitus in her ears, and she couldn't hear anything clearly.

There was chaos going back and forth in front of my eyes, the doctor walked back and forth, giving Ximen Longting emergency first aid measures.

It took a long time for Ximen Longting's condition to be brought under control, and the room became quiet again.

And the night rain outside the window, the roar of thunder.

Wilson reached out and grabbed Jing Jiaren, and helped her up: "Miss Jing..."

"Didn't you say there are still a few days left? Why..." Her face was pale and bleeding, her hands were covered in cold sweat from fright, and she couldn't even speak clearly.

"The young master's high fever has worsened, and his condition has worsened."

Ximen Longting's long eyelashes were closed, like a handsome devil in deep sleep.

"But don't worry, the condition is under control for the time being..."

The ECG monitor began to fluctuate regularly again, and Jing Jiaren clenched her fingers tightly, with despair bursting out of her body like the destruction of the world.