Gu Mian folded his hands. "First, I'm not some 'ideal savior'..."
He paused a moment before adding, "If you insist on giving me a title, you could drop the adjective."
The driver chuckled quietly and said nothing.
The taxi sped up a little, reaching an intersection where it stopped, waiting for the light to turn green.
The light for going straight was green, but the driver didn't proceed. Instead, he pulled into the left-turn lane and stopped.
"Secondly," Gu Mian continued, "I don't really pick and choose my patients. I believe everyone deserves a chance to be saved..."
"Huh?" Hearing this, the driver twitched slightly.
"I'm not squeamish. If I've already chosen a path, I'll go down it without reluctance. Even if they're considered wicked and villainous, I'd still accept them. Because I'm a doctor."
The car slowly started moving again, heading forward.
The driver was still smiling. "It sounds like we have a lot in common."
