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2558. Chapter 2558 The source of her stress

Jing Jiaren felt very uncomfortable. How many injuries had she suffered from Leng Aofeng?!

It was her who dragged him into life-and-death danger every time. She would never be able to repay what she owed him in her lifetime. It would be better for her to die early!

"How did you come back after being so seriously injured?" Her voice was choked.

Leng Aofeng smiled lightly: "If I don't come back, won't you... starve to death here?"

"..."

"Locking you up gives me even more reason to... come back alive."

"..."

"Don't worry, worry...I'm fine..." His breath began to become unstable, and he pointed to a place with difficulty, "There is medicine..."

Jing Jiaren's hands were stained with his blood, she walked to where he pointed and opened the drawer, and saw some medicines.

This is Leng Aofeng's supply station. There are clothes, medicine and food, which is normal.

When she was about to take it back, she saw that he had fainted...

"Leng Aofeng? Leng Aofeng, wake up!"

Jing Jiaren patted his face hard, but he showed no sign of waking up.

Jing Jiaren looked at his bleeding wound——

The bleeding was because the gunshot wound had not been treated and bandaged.

Jing Jiaren walked into the kitchen, found a fruit knife and scissors, turned on the fire, and first heated the tip of the knife red to disinfect...

Use scissors to cut open his clothes, revealing the wound that was starting to turn black.

Seeing the blood, she really wanted to vomit...



morning.

Jing Jiaren didn't sleep all night. She was cleaning bloody knives in the bathroom and scrubbing the blood off her hands vigorously.

All the bullets have been cleared

When he suddenly looked up, he saw that his face in the mirror looked very similar to Jing Jiaren's...

Except that the nose is straighter and the lips are fuller, the general outline has returned to before.

The long-lost face has caused Jing Jiaren to fall into a daze whenever she sees the mirror recently.

She felt that this face was both familiar and unfamiliar, and at the same time it brought her a great sense of insecurity.

There was another bigger reason why she didn't inject the potion——

Elizabeth's face has been exposed. Ji Ziang knows her, Ji Zihan knows her, Ximen Longying...

This time Ximen Longting and Ji Ziang are fighting each other. I wonder if Ji Ziang will move out of Mr. Ximen?

Once her and SUN's identities are revealed, the consequences will be disastrous.

A pair of hands hugged her from behind, and Jing Jiaren saw Ximen Longting's handsome chin resting on her shoulder in the mirror, holding her tightly.

His breath and body temperature were all the same as the real thing.

Jing Jiaren's expression changed, and the hand holding the knife quickly stabbed back, and the fantasy disappeared in an instant.

Jing Jiaren lowered her eyes and pressed her hands on the table. She had such a hallucination more than three years ago, and she gradually got treatment after taking SUN to the UK.

She asked a psychiatrist at the time and he said it was caused by strong mental pressure.

And she left Ximen Longting to lead a simple life with SUN, which gradually relaxed her pressure...

During that time in the UK, although it was simple, it was extremely relaxing.

The psychiatrist said that as long as she stayed away from the source of stress, her illness would get better.

However, this is a mental illness that cannot be cured, only alleviated.

After Jing Jiaren went to England, she would occasionally hallucinate Ximen Longting at first. After SUN was born, she was completely cured and became a normal person.

With SUN around her every day, she was so hungry that she cried for milk and pee, and she had to go to work.

Life is so fulfilling that she has no time to think about anything.

She thought she was completely fine...

Could it be that Ximen Longting was the source of her pressure?!


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