Su Qiao was utterly speechless.
He could really be this shameless?
Ding Jihan, however, did not blush in the slightest. He gazed at her pitifully. "You wouldn't leave me here to fend for myself, would you?"
What, did he expect her to tow him along on her bicycle?
Su Qiao sneered inwardly.
This guy was quite the sly one in this plane, and he had picked up plenty of new tricks, too.
"Did you hurt your leg?"
After parking the bicycle, Su Qiao walked over and crouched down. She reached out and squeezed his ankle.
She frowned, then solemnly said, "Your ankle joint is definitely dislocated. Luckily, I know Bone Setting. Bear with it. I'll put it back in place for you."
"..." Ding Jihan felt that she was joking with him.
His ankle was perfectly fine. It was not even swollen or red. How could it possibly be dislocated?
Was this really his little Little Ya, whose Medical Skills were superb yet who always kept herself hidden?
Was she deliberately messing with him, or... did she no longer remember the past?
Ding Jihan had never considered that he might have mistaken the person.
After spending an entire lifetime together, there was no way he could mistake whether the person in front of him was her.
But what was he supposed to do now?
He had dug this pit himself. He could not exactly slap himself in the face, could he?
"...Do you actually know how to do it?" Ding Jihan felt a little heartsick.
What was he supposed to do?
How could he smooth this over and save his perfect, long legs?
He still needed them to lure his wife in.
He had not forgotten that his wife was a Face-Con.
"Don't worry. At worst, it'll hurt for a