"Don't touch me!" He Zhiyao crouched, his face was pale, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to vomit.
Ximen Longting frowned.
KAO, what does this woman smell like? Even after telling her not to move, an unpleasant smell spread everywhere...
"Jing Jiaren, open the window!" Ximen Longting shouted sharply, almost losing his breath.
Jing Jiaren silently opened the window glass, and the outside air poured in and circulated...
She also felt that her stomach was beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable, and she took a few deep breaths.
Ximen Longting frowned and began to give instructions again: "Bring me a towel."
"..."
"hurry up!"
Jing Jiaren patiently opened the mini sterilization cabinet. There were towels stacked in rolls inside. Jing Jiaren stretched her hand in, but unexpectedly the back of her hand touched the sterilization cabinet and was burned and she immediately retracted...
Hiss, the back of my hand immediately turned red, and a burning feeling spread.
Ximen Longting's cold voice came: "There are tweezers next to you, but you don't know how to use them?"
Jing Jiaren picked up the tweezers and took out a towel...
"Gloves!"
Jing Jiaren picked up another pair of yellow heat-resistant gloves and handed them to Ximen Longting. He put them on his right hand coldly and took the towel.
His red eyes glanced at the back of her hand and held her wrist: "Are you burned?"
"Nothing, thank you for your concern." Jing Jiaren retracted her hand coldly, avoiding the distance.
Seeing that it was just a red mark, Ximen Longting twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Get the ice cubes by yourself, don't you need me to teach you?"
This Bentley RV has everything you need, including a mini refrigerator, mini wine cabinet, mini TV...etc.
It can be called a small luxurious room.
Jing Jiaren has been with Ximen Longting for a short time. She has ridden in this Bentley many times, so she has become familiar with everything here.
She opened the freezer, filled some crushed ice with an ice bag, and applied it to the back of her hand...
From the corner of his eye, he saw Ximen Longting holding a towel and applying it to He Zhiyao's face, but she didn't appreciate it and kept struggling and covering it with his hands.
But Jing Jiaren discovered that He Zhiyao's struggle was not intense.
If she really wants to leave Ximen Longting's arms, she has many opportunities and many ways...
But her refusal seemed like "rejection but welcome".
Or maybe it's Jing Jiaren's overthinking, right?
She thought mockingly to herself: If someone is so sick, maybe she doesn't have the strength to refuse? She is too small-minded and always thinks very badly of He Zhiyao.
She would rather He Zhiyao was a good woman, so that when Ximen Longting surrendered his feelings again, he would not be hurt again...
In ten minutes, the car drove back to the hotel.
Ximen Longting walked resolutely, got out of the car with He Zhiyao in his arms, and strode ahead. He was protected by several bodyguards.
Looking at his back and anxious steps, Jing Jiaren seemed to see him holding him and walking around...
She walked slowly behind, feeling the discomfort in her stomach getting stronger.
She drank the washing powder water about 20 minutes later than He Zhiyao...
She just made it to the hotel suite when she became exhausted and collapsed on the sofa.
He Zhiyao was carefully placed on the big bed - the bed where she and Ximen Longting were sleeping in the rain and clouds last night!
The doctor walked in almost simultaneously carrying a medical kit and immediately examined He Zhiyao.
Ximen Longting stood beside the bed and glanced coldly at He Zhiyao. He was covered in the smell of this woman!
"She must have food poisoning! Drink more water first, and I will prepare the medicine right away."