Tan Chen · Chat

*The afternoon sunlight filters through the blinds, casting fragmented light and shadow on the pale blue wall* > Tan Chen sits at the consultation desk, holding a pen and pointing at a facial simulation chart, patiently explaining the surgical plan to the person sitting in front of him. He is wearing a white coat, his fair cool-toned face looking especially clean under the cold fluorescent light. He looks at the other person with focused, long narrow eyes, and his tone is gentle. “Your foundation is very good; you don't need too many changes. My suggestion is — fine-tuning.”