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

Jing Jiaren probed his forehead, afraid that his wound might be infected.

If it's just a simple high fever, apply it to his forehead, and he will be fine after a few days...

But if his wound is infected and bacteria grow, if he doesn't fight the bacteria, he will die.

In the past, medicine was not good, and a small cold could kill a person.

Jing Jiaren panicked. Now that the conditions are so bad, Ximen Longting's strong body has collapsed.

On the horizon, the sun rises slowly...

A golden light shines across the horizon.

Jing Jiaren's eyes were blurred, and she couldn't wait any longer as she watched the sky getting brighter and brighter.

"Ximen Longting, Ximen Longting?"

Jing Jiaren whispered softly: "I'll go get you medicine, if you wake up, don't run around, okay?"

don't go to her...

Ximen Longting's thin lips were tightly pursed, his long eyelashes drooped, and his face looked extremely corrupt.

She touched his face and talked to him for a long time, but he couldn't hear a word.

From time to time, cold sweat broke out on the forehead.

Jing Jiaren made a decisive decision, first got some water and forced him to drink a little.

His lips could not be opened, so she had to feed him some with a kiss and seal her lips.

Ximen Longting, who was in a coma, was very dry, tasted the sweetness of the water, and sucked it spontaneously.

Jing Jiaren fed him a bottle, poured another bottle and put it next to his pillow.

If he woke up too heavy to move, the water was within his reach.

The canvas is already around the fish, holding water...

Jing Jiaren couldn't find anything that could shield Ximen Longting from the sun.

She turned around and remembered that long skirt, which was big enough and fluffy enough.

After setting up the shelf, spread the skirt on it, acting as a canvas.

The multi-layered white skirt hangs down, layer by layer shining with the light of diamonds.

……

Jing Jiaren can't blindly search for death. To find the pharmacy, she has to do excavation work.

She remembered the tool bag that Ximen Longting was protecting.

He was worried that she would steal his tools... That's why he held on tightly?

At the moment of awakening, Jing Jiaren suddenly became at a loss.

Ximen Longting, when he is so ill, he still has to think about her, how useless she is to make him suffer from his illness, and to stand in front of her to shield him from the wind and rain?

Jing Jiaren's hand reached under him, and quietly explored the tool bag.

Fortunately, Ximen Longting fell into a deep sleep.

It's just that hand, still tightly clutching the bag...

Jing Jiaren couldn't pull it off after several times, so she went to break his fingers and found that he was gripping too hard.

After tossing for a while, Jing Jia finally snatched the tool bag back, and the whole person fell to the ground because of too much force, and all the things in the tool bag were scattered.

A leather notebook fell out together and hit her feet.

Jing Jiaren froze for a moment...

Leather notebook?And a pen! ?

When did Ximen Longting get this, why didn't she know——

Usually, although he didn't let her touch his tool bag, she still saw him tidy up everything he had.

He had never shown this notebook in front of her.

Jing Jiaren picked it up and opened it, only to find some messy graffiti.

Half of the notebook was scribbled in a mess by him, densely packed with some function formulas, which were his handwriting.

Jing Jiaren put a question mark in her mind, turned back and forth, her eyes gradually became clear...

Finally figured out what these strange graphics are!

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