I looked at the man very carefully. His hair was particularly fluffy and his face was greasy. It seemed that he hadn't bathed or washed his face for some days. His eyes were covered with blood, and the whole man looked very tired. He did not know what he had recently met and would torture him like this.

"Speak slowly, don't worry, speak out your difficulties, and I'll see if I can help you." This person gives me the impression that he is a depressed person. I think he is a kind of patient. Maybe he came to me to see him.

When he heard me say that, his face...