"Family members?"
Upon hearing the man with the stubbly beard, the pupils of the female receptionist trembled slightly.
Although the other party also had good facial management skills, Nan Zhubin still instantly read a lot of information from her face.
[The lips slightly pursed, restraining something; eyebrows furrowed, nostrils contracted, the corners of the eyes droop...]
[A very light negative emotion, sadness, regret, or perhaps... pity?]
Nan Zhubin blinked.
The man with the stubbly beard couldn't read these signs; he continued communicating with the receptionist on his own.
"I'm his brother, here today to accompany him for the consultation."
The emotions on the female receptionist's face suddenly gathered up, and she became bright and lively.
Nan Zhubin understood something. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, but to maintain his current persona, he exerted himself to keep a deep and melancholic demeanor.
"Please wait a moment..."
