Doctors of various kinds of Chinese medicine came in and out, giving prescriptions one after another...
Jing Jiaren asked her servant to prepare and boil the medicine according to the prescription. As a result, Ximen Longting drank three sets of Chinese medicine and vomited more seriously.
I dare not continue to take the remaining medicine.
Wilson: "Miss Jing, you can't mix medicines together and drink them randomly... How can your body survive if you ask the young master to try so many medicines at the same time!"
"Then what should I do? How many days will it take to see the effect after a trial? What if it doesn't work?"
"We can let other gastric cancer patients try it and come up with useful prescriptions..."
"We don't have that much time anymore!"
Ximen Longting's body can't bear to wait!
Wilson lowered his head: "What should we do now?"
If the prescription was so easy to find, would so many people still die from stomach cancer?
This morning, Jing Jiaren opened the window and unexpectedly saw no gift box, but a note under a pebble.
Every day she rushes to destroy the gift before others find it.
Jing Jiaren picked up the note, which was written by Leng Aofeng, simple and neat:
【I have a prescription. The car is waiting outside.】
Jing Jiaren looked up and saw a low-key black Cadillac parked not far outside the apartment.
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【I want a house facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming. Shang Yanxuan, what about you?】
An hour later, the Cadillac stopped at the beach. Jing Jiaren lowered the window and saw the beautiful coastline...
The golden sunshine shines down, the beach is soft and clear, and there is a villa on the edge.
It is surrounded by flowers and greenery, with coconut trees, a doghouse, and a big dog tied up.
The appearance of the villa is exactly the same as the Love he sent.
This is an enlarged version of reality, more refined.
Jing Jiaren knew the structure and decoration of the room without going in.
The turf is obviously planted, otherwise where would the grass on the beach come from?
Walking along the path, she looked at the scene around the yard and suddenly felt it was so familiar.
Aren't these things she once painted?
The painting was a freehand graffiti of hers. She painted stars on the coconut trees, the Shar-Pei tied with festive bows, and the colorful fishes she painted.
And now, Leng Aofeng has realized all of this.
Christmas stars hang from the coconut trees, the ugly Shar-Pei wears a big butterfly, and the pool is full of colorful fish imported from overseas.
The number of fish was the same as the one she drew, and even the colors and shapes were similar.
The dog is about the same fat and thin, and even his slouched posture is...
The more Jing Jiaren looked at it, the more vividly the painting appeared in her mind.
My heart stopped, it must have taken a lot of effort to do this!
What's more important is Leng Aofeng's intentions... He can remember every word she said.
"Miss Jing, do you still remember me?" An old housekeeper stood at the door of the villa, "I am Foss."
"Uncle Fu."
"You are finally here. The young master has been waiting for this moment for a long time."
Jing Jia's heart beat in pain: "Where are the others?"
Leng Aofeng's personality was such that he would not deliberately lie to her in order to induce her to appear - if he really wanted her to come, it would be more convenient to abduct her directly.
He must have the medicine to say that. Jing Jiaren knows his character.
Why did he have the prescription, and how could he be sure that the prescription could cure Ximen Longting?