Jing Jiaren didn't know when a utility knife appeared in her hand: "Let me go see him."

Wilson shouted in a low voice: "Miss Jing, what do you want to do?"

"How could I not be by his side when he was in the most critical moment? Who do you think I am, ungrateful?" Jing Jiaren put the knife on her neck and smiled sadly, "You can do it now.

Call and ask him to come see me."

"Put the knife down." Wilson ordered.

There were bodyguards who quickly rushed towards Jing Jiaren.

She took a few steps back, and the sharp blade was already pressed against her neck...

Blood flowed from the white and tender neck.

Wilson was shocked!

"Any one of you who dares to take one step closer to me will be stabbed with this knife."

The bodyguards did not dare to act rashly and looked at Wilson in embarrassment.

He sighed: "Please step back, Miss Jing, put down the knife. I will take you to see the young master right now."

Jing Jiaren's hand holding the handle of the knife was sweating. She gasped, knowing that her plan would succeed because Ximen Longting cared about her safety.

"Wilson, you have been with your young master for so long, and we have been together for a while," Jing Jiaren slowly put down her hand, "You should know my personality."

Wilson said solemnly: "You are making things difficult for me."

"You should know that I play a key role in any decision your young master makes. Tell me what happened to him. There are only advantages and no disadvantages."

Wilson nodded: "Okay, I should tell you too."

Get all the bodyguards out.

Wilson asked someone to untie the servant, and first disinfected the wound on Jing Jiaren's neck to stop the bleeding.

"Miss Jing, you clearly know how much the young master cares about you. No matter what happens in the future, you must never do such stupid things again."

"I have no choice...you can say it now."

Wilson looked at the makeup mirror in the room and said hesitantly:

"The young master's stomach problem has worsened many times. He has become very serious after returning from France. The doctor warned him many times that if he doesn't go to the hospital for recuperation, he will develop cancer."

"It's a pity that the young master is stubborn and has a hot temper. He doesn't listen to anyone's advice at all."

Jing Jiaren's mind went blank.

Ximen Longting's condition was so serious, but she never discovered it.

What a failure she is!

When Wilson said this cruel result, her whole body hurt as if her bones were being carved!

"That night, he drank too much in the bar, vomited blood and passed out. I didn't realize anything was wrong until midnight, so I knocked on the door and went in..."

It was she who made him feel bad and drink heavily...

His stomach problems were caused by her from the beginning, and they worsened again and again because of her.

"At that time, I expected that the young master's condition had completely deteriorated, and I was afraid that the young master would not listen to me and wanted to ask you to come over."

"Halfway through the words, the comatose young master woke up."

No wonder Wilson's attitude on that phone call was weird.

The expression on Jing Jiaren's face became increasingly pale, and she clenched her fingers tightly.

"The young master won't let me tell you about this."

"Is it cancerous?" Jing Jiaren heard a hoarse voice asking. Was it her voice?

"Advanced gastric cancer." Wilson paused, "If the disease is mild and has no metastasis, it can be basically cured through chemotherapy, radiotherapy, surgery, etc. If the gastric cancer has metastasized, the survival period will not be long."
Chapter completed!