Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

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"Miss Elizabeth, are you looking for me?"

Wilson was leading the bodyguards to fight the fire in the living room. He fell asleep in the middle of the night when he was dug up by the siren.

"Leng Lintian was seriously injured, you know?" Jing Jiaren asked, "Has he been tortured for a few days?"

"Uh...this."

"He's dying, call him a doctor now."

"What did the young master say?"

"Young master, young master! You all say that young master—" Jing Jiaren shouted loudly, "He is dead, Xiao Yi's only threat is gone, and it is even more impossible to hand over the antigen! Why torture him so that he is not human?"

"Miss Elizabeth, don't get excited..." Wilson hesitated for a moment, and sent someone, "Go and ask the doctor to come over and conduct a thorough examination of Young Master Leng's body."

Only then did Jing Jiaren heave a sigh of relief.

"Miss Jing, don't worry, the punishments used by the young master are not fatal, they are just flesh wounds. I believe the young master has his own measure."

After a full-body examination, Leng Lintian was seriously injured...

Although they were all flesh and blood injuries, he was bedridden for 4 years and his resistance was very weak!

The darkroom was damp and musty.

Leng Lintian's injury was not treated in time, his skin was festered, suppurated, and he had a high fever.

The doctor frowned and said: "His condition is very dangerous, he must be treated immediately, otherwise..."

Wilson was a little surprised: "Skin injuries, shouldn't it be life-threatening?"

"Now his wound is inflamed and infected, and his resistance is extremely weak..." The doctor looked at the surrounding environment, "He must leave here immediately, find a well-ventilated room, and disinfect his whole body."

"Well, no one can take him away from this room without the young master's order."

The guard's bodyguard looked embarrassed, "Besides, the key is also in the hands of the young master."

"Wilson, go tell him."

"Let's go Miss Elizabeth, your words are more convincing." Wilson didn't want to touch this cannon fodder.

Jing Jiaren frowned: "He is angry now, he will only get angrier if I show up."

Wilson sweated: "I'll try, but I can't guarantee it."

Jing Jiaren frowned and saw that the doctors had gathered around and cut Leng Lintian's clothes with scissors.

There were too many wounds, new wounds plus old wounds, and the clothes were all glued together with blood stains.

"What are you doing!?" Jing Jiaren frowned and wanted to stop, "You scissored his flesh!"

"The meat here is rotten and must be cut off together..."

"vomit……"

Jing Jiaren couldn't bear the pungent smell any longer, she took two steps back, but couldn't spit out anything.

Feeling dizzy and sad for a while, she squatted down and retched violently, so uncomfortable that tears came out...

In a trance, he seemed to see that majestic man, bathed in sunlight, smiling at her with one corner of his mouth slanted:

【beautiful woman……】

Jing Jiaren coughed even worse.

If it wasn't for her, how could Leng Lintian be in such a miserable state!

Soon, Wilson came back with a disheveled face, his expression was frustrated: "The young master is drinking too much and can't listen to anything."

"..."

"Wait until he calms down?"

"When will we wait? Can Leng Lintian's body afford it?" Jing Jiaren was so uncomfortable that she couldn't stand up.

"Don't worry, the young master has his own way to do this."

Jing Jiaren laughed, his sense of propriety was to torture Leng Lintian without limit.

As long as he is kept alive, is it kindness? !