Leng Lintian looked slightly drunk, held her hand tightly, and fell asleep again soon.
Jing Jiaren looked at the time, half an hour was up.
The nurse came and asked her to leave, leaving a quiet place for the patient.
But Jing Jiaren couldn't pull her hand away, and was amazed that he still had such strength...
Her eyes couldn't help but fall on his ring finger. Where the wedding ring was originally, there was only a circle of white crescent moon left.
"Leng Lintian, I will not leave. I will come to see you again." Jing Jiaren whispered, "I will not leave until your condition is stable."
Leng Lintian breathed very lightly.
But as if he understood, the strength in his hands slowly relaxed.
Jing Jiaren took out her hand, feeling something indescribable in her heart. She turned around and asked, "When will he wake up?"
"He is tired now and will not be unconscious again. He should sleep for a while and wake up naturally. I will notify you as soon as possible."
"Okay, please."
Jing Jiaren changed out of the sterile gown and returned to the ward, but did not see Ximen Longting.
It's so late, where has he gone?
Seeing the messy wool cut in half and the broken needle on the bed, she sighed and packed it up to throw it into the trash can.
But I saw several bloody paper balls in the bucket...
There were also dried to dark blood stains on the edge of the trash can.
Jing Jiaren frowned and squatted beside the bed to take a look. There were still a few drops of blood spattered on the ground.
Jing Jiaren's heart twitched and she suddenly became angry!
Can't he reassure her and keep adding to her burden?
At first glance, the blood was coughed up by Ximen Longting. He really looked like a child. His stomach ailments had not been taken care of, his medicine was not good, and he did not eat properly.
What a woman wants is not a child that she can take care of at any time;
What I want is a man I can rely on like a big tree...
This is probably why Jing Jiaren is tired of getting along with Ximen Longting. She has to take his emotions and feelings into consideration at all times.
However, it was precisely because of his childishness, many childish actions, and overbearing love that he could easily get into her heart and make her unable to guard against him.
Jing Jiaren opened the door and looked at the bodyguard standing at the door: "Which of you can contact your young master?"
The bodyguard shook his head: "Only adults have the young master's contact information...but we can contact you."
Jing Jiaren took the phone call.
It seems very noisy over there...
Wilson's respectful voice came: "Is there something wrong with Miss Jing?"
"Give the phone to Ximen Longting."
"The young master has given orders. No one is allowed to disturb without his orders."
"Including me?"
"It should be." Wilson coughed, "The young master is in a bad mood. Can you tell him to calm down?"
Is he in a bad mood? He always starts to lose his temper for no reason.
Jing Jiaren rubbed her forehead: "Why is it so noisy over there? Are you not in a bar?"
"No."
"That's good." Ximen Longting's condition is that he can't drink anymore.
"We are in a high-end club." Why would the young master go to a low-end place like a bar?
Jing Jiaren: "..." In her mind, clubs are no different from bars. They are both places for drinking and joking!
"Does Miss Jing have anything else to do?"
"You don't know that he has a serious stomach problem. How can you let him drink again?"
"The young master is in a bad mood," Wilson said helplessly, "I'm just a subordinate. If he doesn't listen, there's nothing I can do."