"This is another story. Back in the days when I went to the remote mountains to gather herbs, I passed by a household and stayed overnight. The next day, I went up the mountain to collect herbs. San Qi was the child of the male owner of this household. On the day I returned from the mountain, San Qi played with fire, burning the house down. His parents perished in the flames trying to save him. He had a high fever, and I barely managed to save him. His voice was ruined, and he couldn't speak anymore. I managed to treat his voice, but he still couldn't talk. Later I realized it was psychological; he felt guilty for causing his parents' death and was punishing himself. Better not to pressure him; maybe one day he'll figure it out and speak on his own."
It turned out that the once seemingly sweet and adorable San Qi had such an experience.
"I should take him to see a psychologist to untangle the knot in his heart."
