He's Really Crazy! - Part 3

The feeling of muscle weakness was worse than she had anticipated. Nan Yan suspected that Nolan had injected something into her body while she was unconscious.

Unable to muster the strength to stand up, Nan Yan simply sat on the ground, her right hand resting on her left wrist, checking her pulse.

There were no surprises. Indeed, her body had been tampered with, making it difficult to regain strength. She wondered if she would have the energy to walk once the effects of the anesthetic wore off. As she pondered her options, the tightly closed door opened.

"Junior Sister, why are you sitting on the ground?" Nolan exclaimed in surprise, quickly striding over to lift her up and place her back on the bed.

Nan Yan knew she had no strength to resist at the moment, so she didn't bother struggling. With a thick veil of indifference in her eyes, she coldly asked, "Wen Heng, why?"