After returning to his room, Quincy still didn't fall asleep. The pain in his leg was more and more severe. Anyway, he had to delay for a few more days. There were still five days left, which was the time for the campaign. He couldn't fall down at this time.

The painkillers tonight seemed to have no effect. He tried hard to suppress his pain, but he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

At this time, he heard the sound of the lock turning, and quickly turned inside to pretend to be asleep.

Wanda walked to his bed and sat down. Without saying a word, she directly lifted his quilt and pressed his leg. She was very proficient in all the movements, including her massage gesture.

How did she know his leg hurt?

As soon as Quincy reached out and grabbed her hand, Wanda thought it was just his conditioned reflex like last time when he was asleep. She stopped and said softly, "Don't be afraid. It will be fine soon."

When she raised her head, she hap

in.

He pointed to the front, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Well, can you tell me what happened?"

Wanda just shook her head and said nothing. She also knew that this method was very stupid and would ruin her reputation. However, she was not Joey and had no good reputation, so she was not afraid to be discussed.

"If you have any difficulties, tell me and I will try my best to help you."

Wanda smiled bitterly and looked at him, "In fact, until now, I only remember that you are my classmate, whose surname is Ouyang. You asked me to remember your name last time, but I forgot it as soon as I turned around. We are not friends at all. Why do you help me?"

"Adam Ouyang!" he emphasized with a faint smile. "But I should still feel honored. At least you still remember what I said last time, which means that you did not ignore me. Besides, you're the wife of Quincy. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to remember the name of another man so clearly."