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

Jing Jiaren bit her pale lip, bloodshot eyes immediately appeared on her lower lip.

The doctor had been on standby for a long time. Jing Jiaren was sent into the room, and the medicine was immediately injected into her body.

Ximen Longting stuffed his hand into her teeth: "Jing Jiaren, bite me if it hurts, don't bite your lip."

Jing Jiaren's eyelashes trembled, her consciousness was slackening.

The medicine was so powerful that it quickly made her unconscious...and she couldn't feel any pain.

But this is only temporary, and Jing Jiaren's condition is only onset, so the use of tranquilizers can suppress her.

If the antigen has not been obtained...

Ximen Longting's face was gloomy and cold, and he slammed his fist on the bed hard.

Damn it, damn it!Those idiots in the scientific research room are all going to die!

"What's wrong with the beauty?" Wen Xinnuan, who came afterward, was shocked, "Is she sick?"

Luo Lei stood behind Wen Xinnuan with an angry face, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Jing Popo is poisoned."

"Poisoned? How do you know?"

"Didn't you notice that the moment she fell down, she held her head in her hands? This proves that her head hurts the most... Then the pain spread all over her body, her lips turned blue, and her forehead turned black..." Luo Lei said professionally, "Forgot What was your identity as a man and I was born?"

"What identity?"

"Colombia drug lord!" Luo Lei gave her a stern look, "You idiot, how many times do I have to say it before you remember?"

"What's wrong with drug lords? They all have a word for poison, so you know drugs well?"

"nonsense!"

"Then can you save the beauty!" Wen Xinnuan squeezed his hand, "You can tell at a glance that there must be a way to save her, right?"

Wilson heard the words, and immediately echoed: "Mr. Perloron, do you really have a way to save our young mistress?"

Luo Lei frowned displeasedly: "Not necessarily."

"Why don't you take a look for the beauty..." Wen Xinnuan urged, "How do you know that you haven't seen it yet!?"

"Go, immediately find out all of Miss Jing's medical records, as well as the virus analysis form." Wilson ordered his servants cleverly.

Luo Lei leaned over, rolled Jing Jiaren's eyelids, and pulled her hair to look at her scalp...

Suddenly his hand was firmly grabbed by Ximen Longting.

Luo Lei smiled slyly: "Why, you can check the woman's body for you, and you can't touch her?"

"Your hands are rude," Ximen Longting said darkly, "Be gentle, don't touch a single hair of her!"

"..."

Luo Lei coldly pulled his hands away, and Wen Xinnuan shook his arm anxiously: "Don't be angry, Luo Lei, you can help the beauty take a closer look...the beauty is ill, and Mr. Ximen is in a bad mood. "

"..."

"I'll kiss you, and you'll help the beauty!" Wen Xinnuan jumped up and licked his cheek.

Luo Lei usually has a bad face, this trick works very well.

A look of revenge flashed in Luo Lei's eyes, he broke free and walked into the bathroom, turning on the faucet to wash his hands.

"Mr. Peloron, all the medical records are here." Wilson took the leather bag from the servant.

Ximen Longting said harshly: "What does he know? Get lost!"

Luo Lei wiped his hands slowly, and saw the warmth of his heart when he saw Poor Xi following him—a pair of eyes were red, and he was about to cry again.

"Luo Lei, please help me, the beauty really has nothing to do!"

Luo Lei's heart softened, and finally he couldn't bear to worry about this idiot: "Lenglin is poison in the world?"

Wilson quickly interfaced: "Yes, Mr. Perloron knows?"

"Let me take a look at the virus analysis sheet!"