Ximen Longting pursed his lips and raised his eyes to look at the instrument. After Jing Jiaren was sent in, all he could see was that the instrument was working and moving around with blue light.
The air here is very cold.
Ximen Longting was silent for a moment, then took off his coat and put it on Jing Jiaren's legs exposed outside the instrument.
Damn it.
Fortunately, he could keep looking at her, otherwise his heart would be in chaos.
"Are you ready?"
Ximen Longting yelled at these doctors over and over again. He didn’t know how many times he had asked.
Doctors in white coats methodically press the buttons on the instruments. When hair or blood is pulled out, they immediately analyze the data.
Everyone is very busy and professional and has no time to deal with the irritable CEO.
Ximen Longting suddenly grabbed a doctor: "Didn't you hear me asking a question? How long do you have to wait!?"
"It'll be alright, right away."
"How soon!"
"If we want to successfully develop an antidote... I hope you will wait patiently for another half hour."
Damn it, when it comes to the antidote, Ximen Longting's anger feels like a basin of cold water has been poured on him, and he can't vent his anger.
Ximen Longting loosened the doctor's collar awkwardly, and clenched his fist, intending to punch the instrument.
"Sir!" the doctor exclaimed.
Ximen Longting stopped his fist abruptly and pulled it back, almost causing him to fall.
The whole expression is embarrassing...
Wilson was also quite surprised. Although he knew that the young master cared about Miss Jing and was nervous when he saw her sick and having a fever, this was the first time he was in such an anxious and irritable situation.
Ximen Longting loosened a few buttons and took a few deep breaths.
Maybe this space is too depressing.
He felt extremely depressed wherever he had the slightest connection with Leng Lintian.
"drop……"
A sharp sound pierced the suffocating space. Jing Jiaren's instrument began to slowly withdraw. Ximen Longting immediately rushed to the instrument again: "Are you done?"
Several doctors nodded.
"Jing Jiaren, wake up." Ximen Longting was afraid that Jing Jiaren had something up his sleeve, so he grabbed her chin and shook her.
A doctor took a small needle and pricked Jing Jiaren's finger.
Blood is secreted...
Jing Jiaren immediately frowned and woke up.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Ximen Longting greeting him with a fist. The scientist who stabbed Jing Jiaren fell to the ground with two lines of nosebleeds.
Any woman who dares to touch him is doomed.
He couldn't bear to touch it!
The scientist slumped on the ground with an innocent face. She was just helping Jing Jiaren wake up.
"Is everything okay?" Ximen Longting grabbed Jing Jiaren's hand, put it to his lips and sucked the blood on his fingers.
"Is the operation over?" Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows and stroked Ximen Longting's frown with her fingers, "Why are you frowning? Your expression... seems like you are about to cry."
Ximen Longting reached out and picked her up from the bed, and his deep voice rang above her head: "Let's go back."
Jing Jiaren automatically stretched out her hand and hung it around his neck: "Ximen Longting?"
"Um?"
"What just happened to you?"
Ximen Longting said in a deep voice: "Panic! I'm afraid of losing you again!"
After getting off the plane, people from Ximen Longting were everywhere. They all saluted when the host came off. What else was he afraid of in this battle? Can Leng Lintian make her disappear out of thin air?