"You're right, I was lucky before I met you."

The implication is that Ximen Longting is the bad guy she met.

The CEO's good mood was ruined, and he finally felt unhappy.

Jing Jiaren poured water over and handed it to him: "Drink some water."

"feed me."

"..."

When Jing Jia thought about it, his tone and eyes were wrong. Since he woke up, she had a kind of domineering tenderness, as if time traveled back.

But I thought of the scene of him holding Nurse He in his arms by the lake last night, feeding each other drinks and food affectionately...

Jing Jiaren handed it to him coldly: "You have hands and feet, don't you know how to drink by yourself?"

Ximen Longting stared at her: "Why don't you please me."

Wasn't she afraid that he would fall in love with Nurse He and please him in order to save his life?

Jing Jiaren originally planned this way, but he hurt her too much!

"I changed my mind - because there was no way I could force myself to do things that disgusted me all the time."

Is it disgusting to please him?

Ximen Longting really wanted to disgust her: "Hey, feed me with your mouth."

"No, you just vomited blood, is it disgusting..."

Jing Jiaren resisted and pushed him away.

Ximen Longting's body trembled, thinking that he had indeed coughed up blood just now, and the taste in his mouth was bad, so he had to give up.

However, this woman doesn't care about him coughing up blood, and even despises him!

"If one day you cough up blood, I won't despise you." He suddenly said this nonsensical sentence with a chill.

Jing Jiaren gave him a strange look, what happened to him today?

"Thank you, but I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. I won't cough up blood. I will definitely maintain a healthy body and live longer than you."

Ximen Longting didn't mean him with sarcasm as usual, but was unusually silent.

That serious expression seemed to be really thinking about this question...

Jing Jiaren's heart twitched. Could it be that his condition has worsened?

Jing Jiaren turned around and was about to walk towards the door.

His cold voice stopped her: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to inform Wilson and ask him to call the doctor to come and see you."

"You don't need to look at it, it's better that you make a bowl of porridge yourself to warm my stomach, and I will recover faster." Ximen Longting leaned on the bed, casually took out a cigarette and a lighter from the bedside, and lit it. .

Jing Jiaren was depressed for a while: "You just coughed up blood and smoked again, you're going to die."

"Don't you want me to die early?" Ximen Longting exhaled a smoke ring and smiled indifferently.

Jing Jia's heart was hit hard, what did he mean, didn't he say that the biggest punishment for her was to outlive her so that she could be tortured all the time?

Now Ximen Longting began to question how long he would keep Jing Jiaren by his side.

He always had a strong premonition that one day she would completely disappear from his life when he woke up.

Or, when he is tortured by her until he has no bottom line, he will let her go away.

If she left, what would he do to live so long.

There was evil desolation in Ximen Longting's eyes.

His only expectation now is for the child to be born. If she is reluctant to bear the child, maybe she will be reluctant to leave him.

The space suddenly became extremely sad and heavy.

It was as if an invisible big hand was tightening on Jing Jiaren's heart, preventing her from breathing.

"Throw away the cigarette, and I'll make you a bowl of porridge!"

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