The doctor stole a glance at the legion of bodyguards behind Ximen Longting.

Guan is Ximen Longting's murderous aura alone is intimidating enough......

This situation overwhelmed the entire hospital in a terrible shadow.

"No other questions?" Simon Longting asked with a low roar.

"The child is also healthy, and the mother and child are safe."

The doctor hurriedly added, "It's just raining and my body is very weak, and I can recover by hanging two bags of potions." ”

Ximen Longting's eyes asked, "Are you sure that all the organs and internal organs are you sure that she is the complete haode?" ”

“…… The internal organs need to be photographed. ”

"Shoot!"

"Would it be better to wait until the patient wakes up to take pictures?"

"Shoot now. And her head, shoot me too! ”

A few hours later, Ximen Longting looked at Jing Jiaren's films, and the doctor explained one by one that all her organs were complete and there was no damage.

Ximen Longting's body that had been tense was only then relaxed.

The bodyguards and doctors huddled in the room withdrew, and the room finally fell silent.

Jing Meiren can hear every breath.

Ximen Longting sat on the edge of the hospital bed, holding her hand, staring at her with a low gaze, ...... for a long time

Wilson brought the sketchbook from the car: "Young Master, Leng Dashao is still in emergency surgery. ”

"Are you dead?"

"It's still gas for the time being...... But whether it can be saved or not, life and death are uncertain. ”

Ximen Longting's eyes were cold, he naturally didn't care about Leng Lintian's life or death......

But Jing Jiaren's crazy appearance before he fell into a coma really scared him.

She was frightened to the point of insanity......

He squinted, and in the heavy rain, she knelt down and begged him to save Leng Lintian.

Simon Longting struggled to suppress the jealousy that burst out of madness.

It was his jealousy of Leng Lintian that made him push her away with his own hands-

Flipping through the sketches, he kept looking at the handwriting in the paintings, the proofs of her love for him.

Simon Longting is undoubtedly inferior in this relationship, so inferior that he never believes in her love, and constantly uses various ways to verify it......

The Black Emperor of the Night, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, will actually feel inferior in front of Aiqing.

Simon Longting laughed weirdly.

He was like a child who was afraid of being robbed of his favorite toy......

I can't wait to hide her every day, and no one can covet her.

"Am I wrong?"

“……”

"I'm asking you!"

Wilson asked hesitantly, "Is the young master talking to me?" ”

"Who else is here but us?"

"I thought you were talking to Miss Jing......" Wilson said, bowing his head, "Young Master can't be wrong." Even if the young master made the wrong decision, it was right. ”

This is the creed of the owner.

Ximen Longting smiled coldly: "You also ridicule me? ”

"Don't dare to ......"

"What is he better than me?" Simon Longting pinched the sketchbook and asked again.

Wilson was in a difficult situation, and this question was really difficult to answer: "On appearance, family, background...... Young Master, you are on par with Leng Dashao, there is no difference. The young master has the personality charm of the young master, which cannot be compared. ”

"Comparable? No distinction? Ximen Longting laughed coldly, "That means I don't have any advantage, do I?" ”

Wilson did not dare to speak again.

Even the advantage that the only Jing Jia loved him was shattered by him.

He wasn't sure that after all the cruel things he had done to her, her heart would still turn to him......

Brushing her hair away, his fingers touching the rose scar.