1222. Chapter 1222 I'm afraid more bad luck than good luck
His growl drowned out the thunder.
Countless bodyguards came down from the motorcade behind them and lined up in the rain.
Ximen Longting gave the order: "Save this person immediately. He is dead. You all come to me with your heads raised."
The bodyguards ran to the scene of the accident in unison, how could a commander who knew medical skills save people...
"I saved him, are you satisfied?" Ximen Longting hugged her body, "Can you get in the car now?"
Jing Jiaren didn't speak, she just stared blankly in Leng Lintian's direction...
The driver held a big black umbrella over their heads.
"Beauty, I promise you, I will save him." Ximen Longting softened his voice in vain, "Shall we get back to the car?"
"There is no stretcher...no rescue equipment..." Jing Jiaren mumbled, "Will he survive?"
"He will live."
"You lied to me..."
"He will live, and you will live too - Jing Jiaren, I want you to live!"
"You are finally satisfied... As you wish... I will suffer forever. This is your revenge on me... You can laugh at me as much as you like..."
Every word is the sharpest knife cutting Ximen Longting.
His ruthless lips moved, and he couldn't explain it. He no longer cared about anything else, and stuffed Jing Jiaren into the car...
Wilson looked at the scene of the accident and was quite shocked. This was obviously no ordinary car accident.
"Check, investigate thoroughly immediately." Ximen Longting ordered coldly, "Bring towels and air-conditioning blankets over here!"
Jing Jiaren's eyes were still blank, looking at the glass outside the car window.
Images of Leng Lintian protecting her flashed before her eyes...
The scene of him bleeding without saying a word...
Why are things like this...
Ximen Longting quickly took off her coat.
Fortunately, Jing Jiaren was wearing a down coat made of washed fabric, so the rain did not get her inside.
However, her hair and collar were very wet.
Ximen Longting wiped her hair with a towel, and took off her soaked shoes and wet socks.
The air-conditioned blanket tightly wrapped Jing Jiaren's shivering body.
Ximen Longting took off his coat to cover her again, placed her on his lap, and held her tightly.
"Beauty, it's me..." He whispered in her ear, "I am Ximen Longting."
"..."
"I am coming."
"..."
"Beauty, look at me." Ximen Longting held her chin and made her look at him.
Her eyes were empty, looking through him as if she were looking at a very far away place.
Ximen Longting's heart was as empty as if he had lost a city: "Beauty, Jing Jiaren."
She has always been brave, but I have never seen her so frightened that she completely lost her soul.
Ximen Longting rubbed her hands, the car window was knocked, and Wilson reported:
"Young Master Leng has been rescued and will be sent to the nearest hospital immediately... However, Young Master Leng's condition is not optimistic..." Wilson said hesitantly, "I'm afraid the odds are against us..."
Ximen Longting's eyes darkened: "Go back to the city."
The car windows were raised and the convoy moved back, leaving some bodyguards at the crime scene to investigate the accident.
Now Leng Lin's fate is at stake, Jing Meilin is dead, Jing Jiaren is too frightened, and there is no fourth person to witness the scene.
Ximen Longting didn’t know what happened…
He came late.
"Beauty, as long as I am here, I will never let you suffer again..."
Ximen Longting hugged her and kissed her forehead. Her lack of response made his heart sink.