Chen Mo shook his head and was about to leave when the girl suddenly called out to him, "Wait, let's talk this through."
"Talk about what? Fine, I apologize, I shouldn't have spoken like that."
Seeing that she was a patient, showing some consideration wasn't out of the question, and Chen Mo didn't want to continue the conversation.
But the girl didn't let him off, "You just said there might a way for me to regain sensation?"
"I'm not a doctor, just a layman—when they're out of options, I'm even more so. Besides, I don't know your situation, so I dare not speak carelessly."
"My spinal column was severed, saved by surgery."
"Then there's no hope, I have no means whatsoever."
"No, the surgery was very successful and the nerves were reconnected, but there's just no response."
