3787. Chapter 3787 Master Leng promised to save someone
When Jing Jiaren took out her mobile phone from her pocket, she realized that Wilson had called her.
Jing Jiaren wiped away her tears, opened the door desperately and rushed out.
She felt that something had happened to Ximen Longting, otherwise Wilson would not have called her.
But she didn't even have the courage to return the phone call.
She was afraid... her steps were afraid, her breathing was afraid, her panicked eyes were afraid...
In the intensive care unit, Wilson was standing in front of the window with his back turned, tucking Ximen Longting into bed.
Jing Jiaren stood outside the door, watching the steady waves of the heartbeat meter, adjusting her breathing, arranging her messy hair and clothes, and finally had the courage to open the door.
Wilson turned around when he heard the door open and looked at Jing Jiaren's tearful face in surprise.
"Miss Jing?"
"I... am back," Jing Jiaren raised her lips and said in a rustling voice, "Did you just call me?"
Wilson glanced at her rigorously: "Master Leng, is it..."
"I'm fine," she said forcefully, "Can you give me a call? What's wrong with Ximen Longting?"
"The young master woke up just now."
Have you ever woken up?
Jing Jiaren ran to the bedside in surprise, but Ximen Longting closed his eyes again, and his eyes were sunken deeply with fatigue.
In the past few days, he relied on nutrient solution and watched as he lost weight.
"It was just for a while," Wilson explained. "He woke up in confusion, as if he was looking for you... and called your name."
Jing Jiaren had a lump in her throat and bit her lips.
Don't cry, I said I won't cry in front of Ximen Longting again...
"Maybe the young master didn't see you, so he was disappointed and fell asleep again."
Jing Jiaren opened her eyes even more disappointedly: "Why did it happen at this time...why not at other times, I was with him every minute!"
Even if he usually goes to the toilet as quickly as possible, he is afraid that when she is not around, he will not be able to see her as soon as he wakes up.
"I don't know about this either."
"Ximen Longting, do you have to be so bad? Torture me like this..."
Jing Jiaren reached out and gently stroked his bangs...
His messy hair sticks out from the bandage.
"Maybe he woke up because he thought I was gone." Jing Jiaren said to herself, "Ximen Longting, are you afraid that I will leave?"
She took his bandaged hand, clasped it tightly, put it to her lips and kissed it.
"No, I will be with you. From now on... we will never, ever, ever let go."
Her legs softened and she squatted down beside the bed, knocking her knees to the ground, which was an indirect kneeling position.
Wilson heard another meaning in Jing Jiaren's words and asked tentatively: "Master Leng promised to save people?"
"No need for him to save me!"
"..."
"Wilson, don't mention this matter again from now on. I have my own way." Jing Jiaren stared at Ximen Longting softly, but she made a certain determination in her eyes, "By the way, you need to do something for me."
Wilson wanted to ask something, but finally swallowed his curiosity: "Miss Jing, just ask."
"I'm going to meet my dad and SUN tomorrow, so I'll ask you to take care of Ximen Longting."
Wilson was puzzled that she still wanted to leave at such an important time?
"How many days can't be passed?" At least until the young master is out of danger.
"No," Jing Jiaren insisted, "because the day after tomorrow is my birthday."
The day after tomorrow happened to be the three-day deadline for Ximen Longting's illness. What a coincidence.