"Kama Taiji, this is all I can tell you. You might want to look in Nepal..."
Sitting in the wheelchair, Stephen - emaciated and frail - looked far more pitiable than when he had been merely handicapped in his hands.
Although he had once ruthlessly rejected this patient to ensure the success rate of his own surgery.
But when Minato Namikaze pushed the wheelchair up to him, he still managed to get the desired answer out of him.
"Kama Taiji..."
Stephen muttered to himself.
At the same time, his mind involuntarily flashed with some fragmented images.
When he was in a daze, Mr. Jack, dressed in Iron Armor and holding flames in his hand, pressed it onto Stephen's shoulder, leaving a black mark there.
And somehow, he also suspended Stephen's life...
"Mr. Namikaze."
"I'm here, just call me Namikaze."
Minato Namikaze remained his usual sunny and gentle self. In the time that he was with Stephen, he managed to bring some warmth to his cold heart.