"Has the young master's leg been injured before?" Mark Manning paused for a moment and asked.
Mason Bennett shook his head, "No."
Mark furrowed his brow. Perhaps Mason had no memory of it.
If it were someone else, he would just assume it was an ordinary dream, just stress.
But if it's Mason, he couldn't draw a conclusion so easily.
He's been observing Mason's condition for many years, yet to this day, he doesn't know the cause of Mason's illness.
The Bennett family members also keep their mouths shut, though even the elderly Bennett seems inclined to tell him.
But unfortunately, even the elderly Bennett doesn't know much...
And there are some things he can't ask Mason too deeply about.
The two exchanged questions and answers for quite a while before Mark sighed, leaning back on the sofa, looking rather helpless.
"Young master, have you considered hypnosis?"
He had suggested this to Mason before, but it was rejected.
