They were saved.
The person who rescued them was named Xiao Ci, who was Jing Rong's friend.
It wasn't until the two were sent to the hospital that Dong Ci saw clearly the wound on Jingrong's waist.
It was a seemingly deep stab wound, and the wound was bleeding. If Xiao Ci hadn't rushed there in time, he might have died from excessive blood loss.
Dong Ci was really frightened. Even though she was very weak, she insisted on staying by Jing Rong's side. During this period, her hand had been holding his hand tightly, and then she discovered that there was a tattoo on his ring finger.
'kindness'.
The location of this tattoo is the same as the 'j:r' on her ring finger.
When did he get the tattoo? She had never discovered it.
Dong Ci was slightly stunned. She carefully grabbed his finger and wanted to touch the tattoo on his hand. However, at this moment, her hand was grabbed.
"Xiaoci."
Perhaps because he had just woken up, Jing Rong's voice was a little hoarse. At this time, his hair was messy and his face was pale, but his dark eyes were shining, especially when he looked at Dong Ci with a smile, there was a different kind of charm/ Confused.
He finally woke up...
Dong Ci's heart skipped a beat. She sniffled, leaned over and hugged Jing Rong, buried her head in his neck, breathed in his breath, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You finally woke up."
Because Jing Rong was injured, Dong Ci was afraid of touching his wounds, so she just hugged him gently and wanted to leave. However, Jing Rong pressed her back into his arms with his big palm, and held her fingertips He raised his chin and looked at her with a slight frown. "Why are you so pale and haven't had any rest?"
Dong Ci pursed her lips and didn't answer. Just as she was about to get up from him, her vision suddenly went dark, and then she lay back on Jing Rong.
"Did it hurt you?"
The bed was so big, and Dong Ci was pressing on him. She was out of control just now, and her arm accidentally touched his waist, and she immediately became nervous.
"You are so light, no matter how much you press me, it won't hurt." Jing Rong knew what she was referring to, but deliberately misinterpreted her meaning.
"Good boy, come and sleep for a while." He knew that Dong Ci had stayed with him here all night. He was happy but also felt distressed at the same time. This was a very complicated feeling.
He carried Dong Ci onto the bed and let her rest on his arm. The two of them were very close. Dong Ci buried her head on his chest and could feel his strong heartbeat.
"Isn't it tiring when you hold me like this?"
Dong Ci was really tired. In order to protect Jing Rong, she never closed her eyes while injecting the intravenous drip, for fear that something would happen if she didn't keep an eye on him.
After all, a place like the hospital never brought her good news. So whenever she came to the hospital, she was extremely nervous.
"You're not tired, you smell great."
The nightmare of those days was finally over. Now Jing Rong was beside her, and she lay on him quietly, feeling like she never wanted to let go.
She curled up a bit, put her arms gently on Jing Rong's waist, and murmured before falling asleep. "You smell good too."
“…”
Dong Ci had a low fever. After she fell asleep, a nurse came in to help her hook up an intravenous drip. She looked at the crowded hospital bed and asked hesitantly. "Mr. Jing, do you need me to get an extra bed for you?"
"Need not."
Jing Rong put Dong Ci's hand on his arm, which was dripping. After feeling the coldness of her little hand, he frowned slightly and whispered to the nurse. "Get me a hot water bottle."
The nurse glanced at the little woman sleeping soundly in his arms, and felt overwhelmed when she saw the scene in front of her.
It is said that once a man has money and power, he will be particularly unkind to women. The little nurse has always believed in this sentence. After all, God is fair. It can let you marry a rich husband, but it may not give you complete love.
The little nurse sighed. She handed the filled hot water bottle to Jing Rong, and before leaving, she secretly glanced in their direction.
From then on, she never believed that sentence again.
“…”
Jing Rong's injuries were not serious. He knew that Dong Ci was extremely resistant to places like hospitals, so he planned to return home to recuperate.
When going through the discharge procedures, Xiao Ci came to see him.
"What happened to those people?"
Without Dong Ci, Jing Rong changed from his usual weak self. He stood by the window sill, twisted his somewhat stiff neck, and unbuttoned a few buttons at the collar.
He has never been afraid of the cold, but Dong Ci felt that he was injured and had low resistance, so he just gave him a thick coat.
Thinking of the way the little girl stood on tiptoes to help him get dressed, his thin lips involuntarily curled up, and the affection in his eyes almost overflowed.
"Mike escaped and the remaining people have been dealt with."
Xiao Ci's voice was cold. He seemed to be very busy. He had been holding his mobile phone since he entered the room, and his fingertips had been moving rapidly without knowing what he was doing.
"He is a desperado now. If he wanted to threaten your father before he arrested him, now he should be eager to kill you."
"Then we have to see if he has this ability."
Jing Rong sneered disdainfully, he lowered his eyes and looked out the window, and said calmly. "Speaking of which, I would like to thank him a lot. If it weren't for him, Xiaoci would still be rejecting me."
"The trick you used is really sinister."
Xiao Ci's handsome face showed no emotion at all. He finally raised his head to look at Jing Rong, his eyes fell on the wound on his waist, and he said mockingly. "You must have inflicted this wound yourself, your technique is very subtle."
There was a lot of blood, but the wound was very shallow. When Xiao Ci saw the wound for the first time, he knew that it could never be the work of a mercenary.
"Have you ever thought that if I had been a step later, or if my mission had failed and Mike and the others had found you earlier, you might have been dead by now."
Ever since Mike escaped from the United States and came here, Jing Rong has accurately grasped his information. There were obviously many opportunities to kill him, but he refused to take action until Dong Ci was kidnapped by them...
At that time, as long as Jing Rong wanted to save him, they had many ways to rescue him safely, but he chose the most dangerous and complicated method just to make the woman he liked forgive him.
Also, only when people think that they are about to face death will they leave behind all the entanglements they have had.
Presumably what happened in the past few days must have had a great impact on Dong Ci. After experiencing such unforgettable life and death, she was already eaten to death by Jing Rong.
"Sometimes you can only get what you want by giving it a go, right?"
Jing Rong's black eyes were deep and deep. He squinted at Xiao Ci with a victor's attitude and smiled brilliantly and evilly. "At least I won the bet, and this is the best outcome."
"What a madman." Xiao Ci sneered.
Although he said this, he had to admit that he did admire Jing Rong's methods.
Ever since he let Dong Ci leave, he had calculated every step so accurately. While he was setting a trap for Dong Ci, he also treated himself as a chess piece.
He clearly set up a vicious trap, but after the plan was successful, he was able to escape safely. Jing Rong has already calculated everything. Even if Dong Ci discovers something later, he will have enough reasons to deal with it.
Xiao Ci's eyes darkened and he couldn't help but glance at Jing Rong.
For a person like him, if he wins, he will win every step of the way; if he loses, he will lose everything. Although Xiao Ci admired this approach, he would not agree with it.
"Anyway, thank you this time."
Xiao Ci paused in opening the door. He turned slightly, and a smile finally appeared on his thin face. He said, "You're welcome. After all, I will get you back sooner or later."
'Buzz-'
The mobile phone in his hand vibrated, and Xiao Ci glanced down, his face suddenly becoming gloomier.
Before leaving, he said his last words. "You have a lot to thank me for."
"But for now, you'd better get your dog back to me as soon as possible."
“…”
Dong Ci waited outside for a long time before she saw Xiao Ci come out. She opened the door and walked in. She found that Jing Rong was trying to take off his coat, so she quickly stepped forward and held his hand.
"I'm very hot."
Jing Rong was a little helpless. In order to prove that he was not lying, he put his palm on Dong Ci's face and asked with a smile. "Isn't it warm?"
He was once again using his beauty to seduce her.
"But it's very cold outside." Dong Ci brushed his hands away from her face without looking at him.
It was getting late, Dong Ci held his hand and wanted to leave, but Jing Rong stood motionless. He pointed at his waist and sighed. "It still hurts here."
Only then did Dong Ci react, "Then I'll help you walk slowly?"
"Okay." As if he had known she would say this for a long time, Jing Rong's thin lips curled up slightly, and then he stretched out his arm and put it on Dong Ci's shoulder, and the distance between the two suddenly became much closer.
Compared with Jingrong, who is tall and has long legs, Dong Ci is too petite. However, Jing Rong pressed most of his body against hers, making every step Dong Ci took difficult. However, at this moment, Jing Rong came over to kiss her.
Dong Ci couldn't dodge and was kissed by him. When her body tilted, he was pressed against the white wall. At this time, the door to the ward was not closed, and there were nurses and patients coming and going. Anyone could see what the two people in the room were doing as long as they turned their heads slightly.
"Jing Rong!" If he hadn't seen his wounds with his own eyes, Dong Ci would have almost suspected that he was faking illness.
Not daring to push him hard, Dong Ci blocked his thin lips with her small hand and said awkwardly. "Stop making trouble, go back and kiss."
Go back and kiss
Jing Rong was really attracted by the serious look of his little girl. With a small smile in his eyes, he leaned into her ear and whispered softly. "Then we have agreed that you will let me kiss you as much as you want when you get back."
…
Finally leaving the hospital, Dong Ci's tense body relaxed a lot.
Jing Rong had too many documents backlogged in the company these days. After returning to Jing Rong's house, he went to the study. While Dong Ci was following Aunt Zhang in the kitchen to learn how to make soup, several people came and went in and out of Jing Rong's house. people.
At night, Dong Ci walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, only to find that Jing Rong, who was supposed to be in the study, had returned to the room. He hugged Dong Ci from behind, who was only wearing a bathrobe, buried her in her neck and sniffed. "Xiao Ci smells so good."
Dong Ci's back was facing him at this time, so she didn't see his slightly meaningful eyes. She just felt itchy on her neck, so she pushed him away and took a blanket and put it on herself.
There was no response from behind for a long time, then she heard a rustling sound, and when she turned her head, she discovered that he was taking off his clothes.
"W-what are you going to do?"
Jing Rong glanced at her lightly, and without hesitation faced her, he unbuttoned his shirt one by one and tugged on his thin lips. "Of course it's a bath."
"The wound on your waist is not healed. The doctor said you can't touch the water."
Jing Rong kept moving and had already taken off the clothes on his upper body. The lines on his abdomen were invisibly seductive. "I try to pay attention."
"No way."
Dong Ci was a little anxious now. She grabbed Jing Rong's clothes and put them back on him, and said angrily. "Your wound is on your waist. Even if you pay more attention, you will pull it if you make a big move."
"What should we do?"
At this moment, Dong Ci was standing in front of him, and Jing Rong was looking down at her, which actually gave her a sense of oppression.
Seeing that she wanted to retreat, Jing Rong's expression darkened, and he directly took her into his arms. He pressed Dong Ci's head and came closer to him, and said with a smile. "Xiao Ci heard, am I starting to stink?"
Dong Ci touched his strong muscles and smelled only the faint aroma of laundry detergent on his body, so she shook her head and said honestly. "It obviously smells good."
"Lied to me."
A smile flashed in Jing Rong's deep eyes, and then he shook his head and continued to take off his clothes. "I must take a shower today."
"But… "
"Don't trust me?" Jing Rong raised his eyes slightly, his dark eyes filled with a layer of coquettishness.
He deliberately moved closer to Dong Ci, lifted her chin with his slender fingertips, and said slowly with a hint of coaxing in his low and hoarse voice: "If Xiao Ci is really worried about me, then why don't you help me personally?" I ve done washing?"
“…”