Chapter 343

Quincy was grunting in pain. "Mmph!!! Mmph!!!" She fainted from the pain in minutes, but Stan simply splashed her with the drinking water on the table to wake her and repeated the process. The same cycle continued for a while until Quincy was half-dead, and Stan finally put away his tools, saying, "No one will care about her in there." In other words, people would not ask questions about her injuries, let alone tend to it. Beside them, Isaac was not reacting at all—his heart's anguish could not be placated no matter how much Quincy suffered. The memories of his parents' deaths was the most terrible memory he had, more so than the memory of almost dying from drowning. Eventually, he stepped out of the visitor's room and saw Henry. Once again he was not reacting at all, and there was no warmth to be found in his eyes. "Shall we talk?" Henry asked. Isaac stayed silent but did not refuse, while Henry traded glances with Moneypenny and breathed sighs of relief. If Isaac was