Carefully parting his hair, constantly adjusting the position of the flashlight beam, Keira Leaf slightly furrowed her eyebrows as she repeatedly searched his scalp for something, paying extra attention.
From this close range, no scar could still be seen, but hair is indeed harder to deal with than skin. After searching through his hair for two minutes, Keira's movements paused slightly, her gaze falling on a spot on the scalp that seemed distinctly unnatural.
The entire scalp was very smooth, the hair strands also very soft, but the place where there should have been a scar had a protrusion. Although it was the same color as the scalp, because the hair strands blocked it, it could be seen that something seemed to be stuck there, quite unnatural.
Gently reaching out to the edge of the protrusion, Keira carefully glanced at the man in the bed, seeing no sign of him waking up, she again extended two fingers, attempting to peel off the protrusion from his scalp.
