3352. Chapter 3352 Master, you have a fever
Why are you so reluctant to say it today?
Ximen Longting struggled to open the door and paused, as if waiting for something more. After a while, he finally couldn't help but turned his head, and a handsome face tilted towards Jing Jiaren.
"I'm leaving."
"..."
"Jing Jiaren, I said I was leaving..."
Jing Jiaren opened and closed her mouth, then what she wanted to say: "Be careful on the road, Wilson, just follow."
When Ximen Longting heard this sentence, his lungs were about to burst with anger, and his eyes were filled with angry light.
He waved his hand vigorously and slammed the door shut.
He turned back and approached Jing Jiaren step by step: "If you leave, you won't say anything to persuade you to stay?"
Jing Jiaren was really speechless: "Why should I keep you?"
"..." Ximen Longting, "You asked me to go find a doctor and see a doctor. I did everything you said!"
"so?"
"I am looking for a doctor from this hospital, and I pay for staying in this ward. Why should I leave?"
Jing Jiaren took a deep breath. Just now she thought he had picked up his face, but now he immediately threw it to the ground to show her!
Ximen Longting stood a bed away from her and stared at her fiercely: "Why should I leave if you let me go?"
"..."
"Reason! Convince me!"
The corners of Jing Jiaren's lips curled up, and she finally lost to him: "I didn't say you had to leave... I just said, if you keep pretending to be asleep, do whatever you should do now that you're awake."
Ximen Longting's anger had nowhere to vent, but Jing Jiaren's words made him vent his anger like a rubber ball.
But his face still maintained a stiff and angry expression...
Jing Jiaren stared at him funny, paused and said, "Besides, you did all these actions yourself, including pulling out the needle, getting out of bed, and opening the door. Who forced you?"
Ximen Longting stared at her with his deep eyes, and his chest rose and fell vigorously.
He had been waiting for her to step down, and now, she finally gave it...
Wilson also responded wisely: "Master, you have a fever. It's not good for your health to have such a surge of energy and blood."
Ximen Longting felt dizzy for a while, coughed twice, and sat down on his bed, his red eyes still staring at Jing Jiaren.
Jing Jiaren was embarrassed by him...
This man, even when he was ill, had a voice as loud as a bell, and when he roared, his anger filled his Dantian.
I also admire Leng Lintian for staying asleep in this situation.
"He hasn't woken up after such a long time. Is there any problem?" Jing Jiaren expressed concern.
"I can't die..." Ximen Longting coughed lowly, his voice dry.
Wilson picked up the water glass on the bedside table: "Master, drink some water to moisten your throat."
Ximen Longting stared at Jing Jiaren: "I'm thirsty."
"If you are thirsty, drink water."
"Jing Jiaren, I'm thirsty."
Jing Jiaren was annoyed: "Do you still want me to feed you?"
"Well," he said in a deep voice, "except what you feed me, I don't drink..."
Jing Jiaren said with a straight face: "Do you know the idiom about pushing the envelope even further? Ximen Longting, if you don't drink water, get out of here!"
"..."
Ximen Longting went to bed, lifted his long legs, took out his mobile phone and used it.
His handsome face looked unbearably sick, and he coughed repressedly from time to time, for fear that the room would be too quiet.
Every cough involved the silk, and it sounded so harsh.
Chapter completed!