After my heart fell to the ground, I still felt deep guilt and self-blame.
"Miss Elizabeth, he refuses to eat." The servant on the side was confused.
Jing Jiaren was silent for a moment, and Leng Lintian, who woke up, kept looking at her.
That look in his eyes was like his iron hand, it hurt her so much to save her.
"I'll do it."
She could only use her right hand to ask the servant to place a small table on the bed and move all the food there.
They were all porridge and poorly cooked meat dishes.
Jing Jiaren saw that the food was slightly cold, so she didn't need to blow it, so she took a spoonful and handed it over.
Everyone saw Leng Lintian purse his lips slightly and take it into his mouth.
The servants were all surprised. No matter how hard and soft they tried, he refused to take a bite.
But as long as Jing Jiaren feeds him, he will eat.
What Jing Jiaren has always been curious about is that Leng Lintian has been in a coma for 4 years and she has changed her appearance again. How did he recognize her? You know, when he first woke up, not even Xiaoyi could recognize who she was.
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Only she can understand the sourness in her heart.
Sometimes, she really wished that she was a cruel-hearted woman, more selfish, and could only take responsibility for someone else.
This way, everyone won't be hurt by too many trade-offs.
"Leng Lintian, can you speak?" Jing Jiaren frowned and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
Leng Lintian's clear eyes just looked at her.
"Wilson, has he never spoken?"
"Yes...I've never heard him speak."
What's going on? Is he unable to speak or has he not learned how to speak?
Jing Jiaren fed him another mouthful and asked, "Did he make any sound when the poison was injected into him?"
"That's true," Wilson recalled. "After all, the pain was unbearable for ordinary people, and he screamed in pain."
Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
That should be because he hasn't learned to speak yet - or he doesn't want to speak.
As long as he can make a sound, it proves that his vocal cords are fine, and it will be sooner or later that he starts to speak.
After feeding the bowl of porridge to the bottom, Leng Lintian actually ate it all.
As long as Jing Jiaren feeds him, he will open his mouth, like a docile little pet...
It was rare to see him be so obedient, Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows, feeling really uncomfortable under his gaze.
After feeding, she wiped his mouth with a tissue and was about to get up.
Maybe he thought she was going to leave, so he grabbed her arm with his iron hand!
Jing Jiaren's arms tightened, as if they were caught by a crab's pincers!
Leng Lin was gifted with a prosthetic hand, but he hadn't practiced using it yet, so he was very powerful...
"It hurts!" Jing Jiaren said almost immediately, "Let go, it hurts!"
At the window, Ximen Longting suddenly turned around and walked over.
Leng Lintian's iron hand had a hint of metallic luster and slowly opened it...
He seemed to be reluctant to bear her pain.
Jing Jiaren's arm must have been dented, and the bones were almost broken.
"Is something okay?" Ximen Longting asked with concern, "Let me take a look!"
"Need not."
"Stay away from him, he is in danger." Wilson was immediately ordered, "Cuff his hands!"
"No!" Jing Jiaren raised her head suddenly, "He's already like this and you still torture him. Do you, Ximen Longting, have any humanity at all!?"
Ximen Longting's eyes flashed and he said in a low voice: "I promise you that I will never touch a hair on his head again."
Jing Jiaren rubbed her arms and nodded: "I was a little excited just now. I don't mean anything else. Don't take it to heart."