He fell into a deep sleep and no one could wake him up...
He seemed to hear Wilson's voice and the music on his mobile phone. His body felt heavy and he wanted to get up, but was defeated by physical strength.
[Ximen Longting, Ximen Longting...]
He heard Jing Jiaren calling him, but his body was frozen and he couldn't open his eyes.
Ximen Longting's whole body was filled with violence, and he clenched his fists tightly, trying to catch her.
The shadow flashed across his dream like a stream of light.
【Forget it, let him have a good sleep.】
[Ximen Longting, sleep peacefully, I will stay with you.]
…
In the morning, strong light came, and Ximen Longting finally woke up like a sleeping lion.
A nurse stood at the window and pulled the curtain. Seeing Ximen Longting wake up, she immediately became nervous: "The doctor said to open the window for ventilation."
Ximen Longting suddenly looked at the chair. It was empty.
Last night, he vaguely sensed that Jing Jiaren was sitting on that chair and looking at him.
The half of his body he tried to lift fell back.
His body was on fire. His entire resistance had begun to decline since he got gastric cancer. Was he having a high fever again?
It rained heavily yesterday and the weather suddenly changed. He just blew a little wind.
The corners of his mouth curled up cruelly, how could he become so weak——
As the condition worsens, the body will become weaker and weaker, and a series of complications will follow.
If your resistance is weak, you can be easily overcome by a minor illness.
Ximen Longting seemed to have some kind of feeling, and his eyes suddenly fell on the sofa, where a woman's coat was placed...
"Bring me that dress!"
The nurse lowered some curtains to prevent too much bright light from coming in.
Taking the coat over, Ximen Longting took a deep sniff and smelled Jing Jiaren's scent.
The perception last night was not a dream, she is back...
Gone again?!
Ximen Longting pulled out the infusion needle and staggered out of bed. The nurse stepped back far away: "You are injecting, so you can't get out of bed."
"Where is she?"
The nurse looked confused.
"Wilson!" he shouted, but no one answered.
Damn it, the other party didn't answer the call.
Ximen Longting grabbed Jing Jiaren's clothes and opened the ward door and walked out. The bodyguard guarding the door hurriedly followed him.
Ximen Longting was barefoot and walked forward while talking on the phone, holding Jing Jiaren's coat tightly with one hand...
Afraid of being too slow, she left.
Ximen Longting rushed out of the elevator like a headless fly, causing quite a stir.
As soon as he walked out of the hospital, he saw a figure in the open space with his back to him, talking to Wilson.
Ximen Longting pushed aside the pedestrians blocking the way and walked over quickly.
Wilson felt the murderous intent, looked up and saw Ximen Longting first, and said something.
The figure was startled slightly and turned around.
Jing Jiaren stood in the sun, her face was dizzy by the strong light, and her facial features could not be seen clearly, only a vague outline.
It was as if her body was transparent and would disappear with the strong light at any time.
Ximen Longting rushed in front of her, and the hand he was about to extend froze in mid-air. He was suddenly afraid that what he was holding was just a ball of air!
"Ximen Longting, why did you come out disheveled?"
Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes slightly: "You haven't put on your shoes yet?"
Ximen Longting's red eyes stared at her tightly, and he suddenly swept her into his arms.
Her breath and fragrance entered his nostrils.
He hugged her tightly, and the real touch filled his empty heart: "Damn woman, I caught you!"