"You have no idea, once when I saw someone drowning, I tried to perform CPR, suggesting artificial respiration, and those people looked at me as if I were a monster. They even called me a lecherous scoundrel, nearly drowning me in a pond…" Yu Qingge sniffled, "Another time, I was passing through a village with my godfather, and a woman in the neighboring house was having a difficult birth. I suggested a caesarean section, to cut open the stomach, take out the baby, and then sew it back up, but the villagers saw me as a monster and nearly burned me alive. My godfather had to take me and flee overnight… Since then, I've been afraid to speak up, even afraid to go out… Ever since I designed this room, I dared not let anyone in…"
"I understand," Yang Ruxin patted the other's shoulder.