2649. Chapter 2649 The young master has a chest injury
At this moment, she saw several cars parked outside the farm. Jing Jiaren froze and hurriedly opened the curtains, and saw Wilson walking down first.
Then several bodyguards came down, holding a man in his arms.
It’s Ximen Longting!
Jing Jiaren's heart was beating wildly and she walked out quickly. From a distance, she saw them helping Ximen Longting come in. There was obvious blood on his clothes.
He shouldn't be seriously injured, otherwise Wilson would have taken him to the hospital.
She comforted herself, but she couldn't help but feel sad.
Every time it's her who hurts Ximen Longting, it's her!
"How is he?"
"The young master has a chest injury, but fortunately it's not serious... He's drunk."
"It's not serious? Okay, luckily it's not serious." Jing Jiaren said a little incoherently, "He drank a lot? Where did you find him?"
"Send him to the room first."
Ximen Longting was so drunk that he was unconscious and was sent to the bed in the bedroom.
His face was thin, there were scratches on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth were broken and bruised...
It looked like he had a fight with someone else.
Several doctors brought from China gathered around and took a look at him.
"Why not send him to the hospital?" Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, "He should go to the hospital."
Wilson sighed: "The young master never likes going to the hospital. He says it is too deserted and does not feel like home."
"..."
"If he doesn't need to be hospitalized, he insists that he won't be hospitalized. Even if he is sent to the hospital, he will have to be discharged. Wouldn't it be more troublesome to go back and forth then?" Wilson looked at it, "Besides, his injuries are not too serious."
Jing Jiaren felt a lump in her throat. She remembered that Ximen Longting hated hospitals.
When he had gastric cancer, he refused to be treated no matter what. Later, after treatment, he did not want to be hospitalized...
After her persuasion, he reluctantly agreed, but the ward was not decorated like a ward, it was very warm, and she was there.
Jing Jiaren thought of the past scenes. They had experienced so much and faced life and death several times. Why was it still like this?
The doctor untied Ximen Longting's clothes and carefully opened the wound.
"The wound is indeed not deep, but the opening is large and there is some inflammation..."
"Does he have a fever?" Jing Jiaren asked.
"There are no signs yet, but looking at the situation, a high fever is inevitable."
Jing Jiaren clenched her fists: "Then, what can I do to help now? I'll make him some ginger tea?"
Wilson coughed: "Miss Jing, sit still and wait for the young master to wake up. I will be the first to see you, safe and sound. This is the only thing you can do."
Jing Jiaren was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
That's all she can do...
Sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Ximen Longting's hand, I noticed a white crescent moon on his ring finger.
The dent where the ring was originally worn is very clear.
He never took that ring off under any circumstances.
But now it's gone - unless he took it off and threw it away.
Jing Jiaren's heart tightened. It seems that Ximen Longting has made a lot of determination?
The ring is not important. If you lose it, you can find it again. If you cannot find it, you can make it again...
But if some things are lost, they may never be found again.
Jing Jiaren took his hand and put it in front of her lips and kissed her: "Promise me not to lose your heart..."
She didn't want him to turn back into the cold and heartless man who locked himself in a dark world.