Another fist was raised and hit himself. Jian Chenche staggered back a few steps.
"Hit me..."
Ximen Longting: "..."
"Come on, beat me up, beat me up!" Jian Chenche roared crazily, and the uncontrollable suffocation made him uncomfortable.
Ximen Longting clenched his fist: "Boring."
He didn't have time to beat up such a helpless idiot.
Jing Jiaren reached out her hand to touch the corners of Ximen Longting's mouth distressedly: "It's all swollen..."
The beating was not light.
Normally, the big scorpion Ximen Longting would have gone back with revenge and beat Jian Chenche until his teeth were all over the floor.
He actually knows how to be humble now...
"Master, Madam...she's awake."
At this time, the doctor made a sound in time.
Jing Jiaren was startled, then left Ximen Longting and squeezed to the bedside: "Mengkui, you're awake...are you okay?"
On the bed, Meng Kui's face was unusually pale, she had lost a lot of blood, and she was still holding a blood transfusion bag at hand.
Her eyes were very dark, and she turned around and fell on Jing Jiaren's face: "Child..."
"..."
"Where is my child?" She woke up excitedly, "Is the child gone?"
No one answered her, and Jing Jiaren didn't answer either.
"Doctor, doctor, where is my child?" Mengkui reached out and grabbed a doctor, asking like a life-saving straw.
"Well, uh..." The doctor glanced at Jing Jiaren hesitantly, not knowing how to answer.
Mengkui was not stupid. If the child was safe, the doctor would have answered it long ago. Hesitating like this meant that he was in distress...
"Mengkui, calm down...listen to me..."
Mengkui's body froze and she fell back on the bed. The excitement she had just felt became calm and dead again.
"You have lost too much blood now and your situation is very dangerous. Don't think too much. The doctor said you must be strong to survive this." Jing Jiaren comforted in a low voice, "You should pay more attention to yourself now... Do you want to see Jian Chenche?"
?”
Jian Chenche...
These three words made Mengkui's lifeless eyes turn.
"I'll bring him here to meet you."
"Don't-" She choked violently, "Beauty, please..."
Jing Jiaren was turning around to call Jian Chenche. He was actually standing not far from the end of the bed, and several doctors were blocking him.
Hearing Mengkui's plea, she was stunned: "Why?"
"I'm like this... don't want to see him..." Tears kept rolling in Mengkui's eyes, "I don't want to see him, I don't want to see him..."
"..."
"Mr. Jian, you definitely don't want to see me..." She murmured, and two lines of tears came out, and she shed them sadly.
She was completely devastated, which must be her sad mood.
The atmosphere is depressing and sad, with a strong smell of blood...
"The child is finally gone..." Mengkui closed her eyes and smiled, her eyelashes stained with tears, "It's okay..."
"..."
"I no longer have to worry and struggle every day...cough, cough, cough, cough..."
I don’t know how Jian Chenche felt after hearing these words!
"That's enough, don't talk anymore." Jing Jiaren held her hand comfortingly, "I'm with you, don't be afraid!"
"Master... Miss Meng's condition is very dangerous. It is not suitable to be transferred to the hospital now. Whether she can survive this or not depends entirely on her will to survive... It's just that her condition seems to be very weak. She may not be able to survive."
Already."
The doctor hesitated on the side, walked up to Ximen Longting, and said in a low voice.