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

The dial of the watch is ticking every minute.

Every second is torture for him!

Ximen Longting pursed his lips and looked up at the instrument. After Jing Jiaren was sent in, he could only see the instrument working and the blue light constantly moving around.

The air here is very cold.

Ximen Longting was silent for a moment, took off his coat, and put it on Jing Jiaren's legs exposed from the instrument.

Damn.

It's a good thing he can keep looking at her, otherwise his heart doesn't know what kind of chaos it will be.

"are you done?"

Ximen Longting yelled at these doctors over and over again.I don't know how many times this is asked.

Doctors in white coats methodically pressed the buttons on the instrument, and when hair or blood was extracted, they immediately analyzed the data.

Everyone is too busy and professional to deal with the irascible president.

Ximen Longting suddenly grabbed a doctor: "Didn't you hear me asking questions? How long do we have to wait!?"

"Right away, right away."

"How soon!"

"If you want to successfully develop the antidote... I hope you will wait patiently for another half an hour."

Damn, when it comes to the antidote, Ximen Longting's anger is like being poured with cold water, and he can't vent it no matter what.

Loosening the doctor's collar embarrassingly, Ximen Longting clenched his fist and wanted to punch the instrument.

"Sir!" exclaimed the doctor.

Ximen Longting's fist stopped abruptly, and he retracted it, almost knocking himself down.

The whole expression is embarrassed...

Wilson was also quite surprised. Although he knew that the young master cared about Miss Jing, and he was nervous when he saw her sick and had a fever, it was the first time that he was in such an anxious and irritable state.

Ximen Longting loosened a few buttons and took a few breaths.

Probably the space is too oppressive.

Wherever he had any relationship with Leng Lintian, he felt extremely depressed.

"drop……"

The sharp voice pierced the oppressive and suffocating space, Jing Jiaren's instrument began to withdraw slowly, and Ximen Longting immediately rushed to the instrument again: "Finished?"

Several doctors nodded.

"Jing Jiaren, wake up." Ximen Longting was afraid that Jing Jiaren had something, so he shook her chin.

A doctor took a small needle and pricked Jing Jiaren's finger.

bleeding out...

Jing Jiaren immediately frowned and woke up.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Ximen Longting greet him with a fist - the scientist who stabbed Jing Jiaren fell to the ground with two lines of nosebleeds.

A woman who dared to touch him was doomed.

He couldn't bear to touch it!

The scientist slumped on the ground with an innocent face. She was just helping Jing Jiaren wake up.

"All right?" Ximen Longting grabbed Jing Jiaren's hand, put it in his lips, and sucked the blood on his finger.

"The operation is over?" Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows, and stroked Ximen Longting's crooked brows with her fingers, "Why are you frowning, your expression... seems like you're about to cry."

Ximen Longting reached out and picked her up from the bed, his deep voice rang above her head: "Let's go back."

Jing Jiaren spontaneously stretched out her hand to hang around his neck: "Ximen Longting?"

"Ok?"

"What happened to you just now?"

Ximen Longting said in a deep voice, "Panic! I'm afraid I'll lose you again!"

After getting off the plane, there were people from Ximen Longting everywhere, saluting together when the master stepped down.Just this battle, what else is he afraid of?Can Leng Lintian make her disappear out of thin air?