Wilson sat on the chair between the two beds, taking over Jing Jiaren's job and wiping alcohol on the soles of Ximen Longting's feet.

Seeing this situation, he could only sigh silently.

Jing Jiaren's tears flowed more and more, and Leng Lintian wiped them away while leaning forward.

Suddenly, Jing Jiaren opened her eyes in confusion, grabbed his clothes and threw her into his arms.

"Ximen Longting, I thought you would never wake up again."

She was in a somewhat dazed state.

Leng Lintian pressed his hands on both sides of the bed, biting his lip in pain.

"Ximen Longting...I feel so much pain."

"Where does it hurt?"

"Chest," Jing Jiaren sobbed vigorously, "Whenever I think about...you leaving...I'm scared, it's the first time I'm so scared..."

Leng Lintian's chest was shaking, and he wanted to get rid of her, or shake her awake so that she could see clearly who he was!

"I'm afraid every time I see your fever rising... I'm afraid when I see you not eating... I'm afraid when your breathing becomes weak... I'm even more afraid when you're cramping in pain..."

She hugged him tightly and spoke in a confused voice.

But every sentence, every word, hit Leng Lintian's heart.

He clasped her hands tightly, doubting that she was awake at all. It was because she said these words that made him sad.

Otherwise, how could she speak so clearly?

"Ximen Longting..." Jing Jiaren's tears were buried in his shirt, making him wet.

Leng Lintian's body trembled heavily, and it took a long time before he pulled her hand away and helped her back to the bed.

Jing Jiaren resisted and struggled, tugging at the corner of his clothes.

Leng Lintian withdrew her hand forcefully and left the ward quietly...

In the morning, Jing Jiaren tossed and turned and woke up from the doctors' conversation.

"The young master's situation is not optimistic."

"His wound has been infected. He used the best medicine and tried all methods."

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and a doctor came in with a small medicine bottle: "The dagger has scorpion venom on it. This is the biggest cause of his fever."

"Scorpion poison?"

"I used the young master's blood for testing, and it turned out to be scorpion venom... It's just that these scorpions are artificially raised, and the toxicity is hidden..."

Jing Jiaren pressed her head and sat up groggily: "Is there any way to detoxify it?"

Several doctors noticed that she was awake and looked back at her.

"Don't worry, Miss Jing. The scorpion venom only makes it difficult for the wound to heal and worsens the infection. It does no other harm."

"But Ximen Longting has a high fever because of these scorpion poisons, and his life is in danger soon!"

Several doctors looked at each other, unable to answer.

"What can be used to detoxify scorpions?" Jing Jiaren asked loudly.

"In fact, the young master had already been cured of the scorpion poison when he was first sent to the hospital." Wilson replied hesitantly.

"Then why does he still have a fever?"

"Remnants that cannot be removed..." Wilson's eyes wandered, "The young master's condition has deteriorated too fast. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive for a few days. There is only one way now."

"What can I do?" Jing Jiaren's empty eyes shone brightly, and her heartbeat skipped a few beats.

As long as she can save Ximen Longting, she can do anything.

"Please help Master Leng."

Jing Jiaren just stood up and sat back down on the bed. Her big eyes were swollen and her long eyelashes were slightly trembling: "Please?"

"Master Leng is an expert in using poison... He knew with just one glance that the young master had been poisoned by scorpion poison, and he was the one who asked the doctor to detoxify him."
Chapter completed!