In the afternoon, the intensive care unit was filled with detoxifiers wearing isolation suits. They came forward one by one to check on Ximen Longting's condition...
Everyone was distributed a Ximen Longting condition report sheet.
There are also tests that use blood to detect toxicity.
Jing Jiaren washed her face and sat at the front desk calmly: "If anyone can save him within one day, I can help him realize all his wishes."
Several bodyguards walked in, carrying silver lock boxes, and opened them in front of them.
A box of U.S. dollars, a box of gold bars, and a box of diamond jewelry.
Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand to grab the diamond, then let go frivolously, leaving tiny pieces of diamond between her fingers.
All detoxifiers’ eyes shine brightly.
"Whoever can detoxify, these will all belong to him."
Suddenly, there was noisy discussion in the ward.
"Wilson, take them to another room to discuss, so as not to affect the young master's rest."
Wilson left the room with the people who had checked on Ximen Longting's condition...
When Jing Jiaren looked up, she saw that solemn figure standing in front of the inspection glass.
Leng Lintian was holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and his black leather gloves were embellished with metal chains. He met Jing Jiaren's evil gaze and casually raised the bottle and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.
Jing Jiaren's hands tightly grasped the armrest, what is he doing here again!
Show up on time as soon as three meals are served and ask the servants to prepare food...
He stood outside the visiting glass and had to watch her finish the food.
All the detoxifiers were taken to other rooms by Wilson, and Jing Jiaren also walked out and faced him in the corridor.
"Leng Lintian, what are you doing here again?"
"What do you think?" From a distance, he looked forward, still feeling an aggressive gaze, "Of course I came to see you."
"..."
"I'm here to remind you that everything you are doing now is a waste of time."
Jing Jiaren's face was stiff: "My heart can only hold Ximen Longting."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"why are you laughing?"
"Ha," Leng Lintian suppressed the cough that shook his chest and said solemnly, "I can't get your heart, but I can get your body... it's not bad."
Jing Jiaren curled her lips and smiled lightly: "Leng Lintian, do you know what you look like now?"
Leng Lintian shrugged his shoulders and leaned against the glass.
"Like a clown."
"..."
"Funny and ugly...you are ruining your image."
"Haha." Leng Lintian laughed again, his sarcastic voice like a continuous needle knife.
With a broken hoarseness, it was actually very uncomfortable to hear Jing Jiaren's ears.
"beautiful woman."
he said hoarsely.
"This is my true face, whether you accept it or not." After he put on the mask, Leng Lintian didn't win her favor either?
Jing Jiaren just looked at him indifferently, her eyes dark and cold.
"I won't be fooled... Even if Ximen Longting dies, you will never get me." She smiled sadly, "Stop wasting your efforts in vain, get out of here!"
"That's such a pity," he pressed his hand on the glass, "your love for him only goes so far."
Jing Jiaren stared at him hard!
"He's going to be in more pain soon... Didn't you notice that his legs are twitching?"
Jing Jiaren looked back at the hospital bed through the glass in surprise. Leng Lintian turned and left. He could not suppress the coughing that accompanied him, one after another.