His arm was devastated by new and old wounds. weishenme has been injured so many times, she just can't learn well?

Just as he was about to row down, there was a quick knock on the door: "Miss Jing, Miss Jing, have you slept?" ”

Unless there is an emergency, the servant will never knock on the door in the middle of the night. Jing Jiaren's first reaction was that Wen Xinnuan didn't want to open the accident, and opened the door suddenly, but saw the maid say anxiously:

"I'm sorry to bother you so late, it's that gentleman...... He doesn't seem to be able to do it anymore. ”

"The gentleman? No way? "Jing Jiaren's brain is confused, Ximen Longting!

"He has never been willing to eat, and he has not been willing to take medicine......"

"What about Leng Lintian? Haven't come back yet? ”

The maid should have notified Leng Lintian as soon as possible. After all, she gets along with Simon Longting, and he will be taboo.

The servant nodded and said, "Mr. Leng hasn't come back yet, I'm afraid that someone will die, so the prophet will ...... He had just vomited two mouthfuls of blood, and suddenly he ...... No breathing and no heartbeat...... It was definitely not the fault of our servants, we did nothing. Miss Jing, you must testify to us. ”

No breathing and no heartbeat......

No breathing and no heartbeat......

No breathing and no heartbeat......

Jing Jiaren's mind was blank, and in a short period of time, these few words kept spinning in her head.

"Miss Jing?"

She reacted, no shoes on, but she was already walking forward.

Walking barefoot in the hallway, the echo of concussion with each hurried step, made her feel as if she had stepped into hell, as empty and desolate.

Faster and faster, faster and faster, as if she was afraid that she would not be able to catch up.

The fear and panic in her heart was something she didn't expect.

She never knew what would happen to Simon Longting if she died!

And now, she felt the pain in her chest. She thought she had forgotten about him, weishenme, he still existed. It still hurts her so easily!

Jing Jiaren's mind was blank, and she walked for a long time before she suddenly reacted: "Call the doctor!" ”

"Someone has been sent to call ......"

However, the doctor lived far away, in a remote fort in the backyard of the castle.

Jing Jiaren's room was close, and the maid was afraid that Ximen Longting would not be able to stand it, so he came to call her first.

Jing Jiaren walked in a daze. How can there be anything, the muzzle of the belly says that it will not endanger his life. He is so powerful, how can he say that he died suddenly?

No, Jing Jiaren, you're scaring yourself at all.

But her hands and feet were cold, and she was in a trance when she went downstairs.

One foot stepped on the air, slipped out on the ground, and fell far away.

The maid hurriedly came to help her: "Miss Jing, are you okay?" ”

Jing Jiaren just stood up and ran forward quickly, with the wind on her body.

But when he arrived at Simon Longting's room, he didn't dare to go in.

She stood in the doorway cold, without the courage to step forward......

Her hands pressed against the door frame, she gasped, her hair wet with sweat, and her face was frighteningly pale.

She had never run so fast that she couldn't breathe, and her heart was beating violently in her chest, as if it was about to burst out at any moment.

The servant followed and ran to the door.

"You... Go in and have a look...... ...... the hell Isn't it ......"

Jing Jiaren couldn't go on, her voice was already dumb, and her eyes were red astringently.

She suspected she was about to burst into tears.