Doctors of all kinds of Chinese medicine went in and out, and the prescription gave one pair after another......

Jing Jiaren asked the maid to grab the medicine according to the prescription and boil the medicine, but as a result, Ximen Longting drank three pairs of Chinese medicine, but vomited more severely.

The rest of the medicine did not dare to continue feeding at all.

Wilson: "Miss Jing, between medicine and medicine, you can't mix them up and drink them indiscriminately...... You let the young master try so many prescriptions at the same time, how can the body survive!"

"So what should I do? How many days will it take to see the effect of a pair of tests, and what if it doesn't work?"

"I can let other stomach cancer patients try it and try out useful prescriptions......

"We don't have that much time left!"

Simon Longting's body can't afford to wait at all!

Wilson bowed his head: "So what now?"

If the prescription was so easy to find, would so many people still die from stomach cancer?

That morning, Jing Jiaren pushed open the window and unexpectedly did not see the gift box, but a note pressed under a stone.

Every day, she has to destroy gifts before anyone else finds them.

Jing Jiaren picked up the note, which was cold and arrogant, simple and neat:

[I have a prescription. The car is waiting outside. 】

Jing Jiaren looked up, and not far from the apartment, a low-key black Cadillac was parked.

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[I want a house, facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming. Shang Yanxuan, what about you?]

An hour later, the Cadillac stopped at the seaside, and Jing Jiaren lowered the window to see the beautiful coastline......

The golden sun is shining, the beach is soft and clear, and there is a villa on the side.

It is clustered in the shade of flowers, with coconut trees, kennels, and a large dog on a leash.

The appearance of the villa is exactly the same as the LoveVilla he gave him.

This one is a realistic enlarged version, which is more refined.

Jing Jiaren doesn't have to go in, and she knows the structure and decoration of the room.

The turf was obviously planted, otherwise where did the grass come from by the beach?

Walking along the path, she looked at the scene around the yard and suddenly felt so familiar.

Aren't these what she used to paint?

The painting was her handy graffiti, whimsical, with stars on coconut trees, Shar Pei dogs tied festive bows, and colorful swimming fish.

And now, Leng Aofeng has made it all happen.

Christmas stars hang from coconut trees, ugly Shar Pei dogs wear a large butterfly, and the pool is filled with colorful swimming fish imported from overseas.

The number of fish is the same as the one she painted, even the color and shape are about the same.

The dog was about the same fat, even drooping and lazy......

The more Jing Jiaren looked at it, the more vividly that painting came to her mind.

My heart choked, this needs to be done, it must have taken a lot of effort!

More important is Leng Aofeng's intentions...... He could remember everything she said.

"Miss Jing, do you remember me?" an elderly butler waited at the door of the villa, "I'm Foss." ”

"Uncle Fu. ”

"You're finally here, young master, I've been waiting for this moment, I've been waiting for a long time. ”

Jing Jia's heart thumped: "What about others?"

Leng Aofeng's personality will not deliberately deceive her in order to lure her to appear - if he really wants her to come, it will be more convenient to use the captive directly.

He definitely has a prescription to dare to say that, and Jing Jiaren knows his personality.

He would have a prescription, how could he be sure that the prescription could cure Simon Longting?

Too many doubts.