Duan Shengxuan followed and came out, pulling the man in white back into the room and shutting the door firmly.
The light and shadow on the second floor gently shifted, finally illuminating the face of the man in white.
To call it a face is inaccurate, as there was hardly any intact visage left. His face was covered in extensive burn scars, long gone were the features of a complete face. Fortunately, he naturally wore a mask in the clinic, which hid most of the frightful appearance.
Duan Shengxuan guided the man to sit down, patiently holding his hand and speaking softly: "There's something I'd like to discuss with you, to see what you think."
The man listened calmly, his face showing no sign of disturbance.
Duan Shengxuan continued: "Today, someone came to the clinic, a person I didn't expect. Although you have forgotten your past, and your life has begun anew, this person is indeed someone you once knew."
