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

"I'll call the doctor." Jing Jiaren called out to the bodyguards outside, but perhaps the sound insulation was so good that no one came in for a long time.

He held her hand tightly: "I still want to listen."

"...I love you." It seemed that it was not so difficult to speak for the first time, "I love you, I love you. Is it okay?"

"It's not enough," his eyes sparkled strangely, "Whoever you love, bring his name."

"Ximen Longting, I love you."

"Beauty," he responded with a low voice, as if shaking from his chest, "I love you too. I have loved you so much in this life."

Jing Jiaren really wanted to hit him, but how could he hit him when he was so hurt?

I could only be angry and distressed, and the tears kept falling.

"Stupid, why are you crying?" He wiped away her tears with his thumb.

"Are you a pig? How can someone stab yourself with a knife?"

"If this will calm you down, trust my sincerity, ... so what the hell." His breathing became more and more stagnant.

"I believe!"

"You shed tears for me and said you love me." He smiled coldly, but he was never happy before, "I am very happy now."

If Jing Jiaren hadn't rescued him this time, he wouldn't have expected her to fall in love with him.

Maybe he didn't dare to think in his life that the little girl he loves has also fallen in love with him a long time ago...

But her love is also as stubborn as her character.

He wanted to kiss her, but his hand was gradually losing strength, and the more blood flowed, his body was freezing cold.

But he didn't want to just let her go, not even for a minute, for fear that she would leave in a blink of an eye and never see her again.

"Ximen Longting, you really lost a lot of blood..." Jing Jiaren looked at his eyes that gradually became lax, "I'll call the doctor, okay?!"

It's really strange where he got so much strength at this time, he was holding on to her tightly, and he refused to let go no matter what.

Of course, Ximen Longting was holding on to her with the last ounce of strength in his life...

"I still want to hear it, tell me again."

"Why fight at this time?"

"Will you still talk about it in the future?"

"Yes, as long as you like, I will tell you every day."

Ximen Longting looked at her with a smile, and her face gradually became ethereal in front of him.Jing Jiaren finally broke free, turned around and ran outside. He looked at her back and frowned...

Soon, Canglang came with a medical kit.

Since Ximen Longting was originally a patient, he prepared a lot of hemostatic medicine and wound medicine this time.

Because Canglang is also a ready-made doctor—don't let him, in this vast sea, Ximen Longting is really courting death for acting like this.

"How's the situation?" Jing Jiaren asked nervously.

Canglang checked it a bit: "Don't worry, the knife didn't penetrate any key organs, it just lost too much blood."

"Can you get a blood transfusion?"

"The conditions here don't allow it. It doesn't matter. He's not life-threatening yet. It's just that he's relatively weak. Just drink more nourishing and nutritious soup."

Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief, damn it, it's no wonder Ximen Longting has always been calm.

He pinched the right position when the knife went down, knowing that it would not hurt the internal organs...

He used this to coerce her into expressing his feelings, and she also fell into his trap.

Canglang tore off Ximen Longting's clothes and quickly bandaged him to stop the bleeding, while Jing Jiaren fetched hot water to help him wipe the blood off his body...