"Staring at others is very impolite," Doctor Angie said, making me realize just how inappropriate my behavior had been. I quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect such a skilled doctor to be so young."
Doctor Angie wasn't angry. Instead, she greeted us like a friend and asked us to sit down, "You can sit over there for a while. That sofa is specially designed, and you might find it more comfortable."
Min'er sat across from Doctor Angie, while I took a seat on the sofa. Just like Doctor Angie said, the sofa was very soft; its special construction made me feel enveloped and instantly provided a sense of security.
With a smile on her face, Doctor Angie said, "Min'er, right? I've reviewed your file. This is not a big problem, is it?"
Min'er nodded her head but her voice was somewhat helpless, "Perhaps, there are times when I can't control myself, I get lost in memories, and I enter into a rage, wanting to kill everyone."
