"What...?" Upon hearing the question, Zoey slightly widened her eyes as she blinked many times. Without responding to him, Zoey turned to the doctor. "Doctor, he doesn't remember me, is it possible that he had amnesia?" She inquired out of worry.
"Uh-huh," Ignoring Cora Ma's suspicious eyes, Zoey thrust her chin forward and crossed her arms under her breast while looking at the man. "Because I'm his type." She proudly declared that was followed by an evil laugh.
"Just, just don't sing," With the pain from his wounds, the man could not bear his ears to inflict injuries as well. "Please," He added to sound a little polite.