Ximen Longting personally received the water and helped Jing Jingjing to sit up.
His hand caressed her back, perhaps touching her wound...
Jing Jiaren frowned: "It hurts..."
"Where does it hurt? Your back hurts?" Ximen Longting said in a hoarse voice.
"It hurts..."
Jing Jiaren just murmured: "It hurts..."
Her body ached, and her heart ached even more.
In Jing Jiaren's dream, she dreamed that she was making choices over and over again - choosing her son every time and abandoning Ximen Longting.
The tearing pain was digging into her heart.
Yes, in this great escape, she almost lost her life but still wanted to escape from Ximen Longting;
And if she met Ximen Longting, she might be hunted down and killed by Mr. Ximen.
The two results may not look different to outsiders.
But Jing Jiaren knew that the difference was huge.
1. If she were killed by Mr. Ximen again as [Jing Jiaren], Ximen Longting would definitely not be able to bear it;
On the other hand, if she died as [Elizabeth], Ximen Longting would have a shortcoming at most.
2. She does not want her son to get involved and hopes that her son will have a happy and healthy childhood;
With Mr. Ximen’s abnormality index, once he discovers SUN, he will be transformed into another Ximen Longting.
She couldn't just watch her son suffer!
…
Ximen Longting frowned. Seeing her expression in extreme pain, he thought she was in pain from a wound.
"Call the doctor and give her a painkiller injection!"
"..."
"Woman, drink water!"
Ximen Longting fed her a cup of water. Jing Jiaren was half-opened in confusion, but she didn't know how to swallow the water she was fed.
Ximen Longting took a big sip, stuffed it into her lips, and stirred hard...
Jing Jiaren couldn't help but grab Ximen Longting's collar.
The sweet water moistened her throat, and she began to suck greedily...
Just like a baby sucking milk, it tightly absorbed Ximen Longting's tongue.
The man's knowing eyes flashed through the complicated emotions, and he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her tightly.
…
Jing Jiaren had nightmares one after another in her coma, all dripping with blood.
Suddenly she gasped and opened her eyes...
The whole person was lying naked on the soft big bed.
The wound on her back became inflamed due to infection, so she could no longer wear a bandage and applied it with flower petals soaked in Chinese medicine.
Her skin, which is whiter than snow, is covered with pink petals.
When she moved, the petals fell...
She was like a prone fairy in the forest, so beautiful that the servants looked at her in shock.
Jing Jiaren tried her best to support her sore body, and when she spoke, her voice was hoarse: "Water."
The dark figure on the sofa suddenly stood up.
Only then did Jing Jiaren discover the existence of Ximen Longting!
Taking the water poured by the servant with his long hand, he sat on the edge of the bed, gently held her chin and fed her some water.
The water is also made from flower petals, which is particularly sweet and has a floral fragrance.
Jing Jiaren thought that after waking up, she would continue to be questioned by Ximen Longting, but his face was downcast and expressionless.
There was neither gentleness nor severity, and the red pupils looked at her blankly.
Jing Jiaren's heart ached when she was caught in that look, and her brows furrowed.
"Why, the wound still hurts?" he asked in a deep voice.
"..."
"I've already given you a painkiller injection."
"Why do you want to save me?" Jing Jiaren struggled to speak out and asked tentatively, "Aren't you going to let those hunting dogs tear me apart?"