He Chengwei sighed and said, "The Spiritual Snake Nine Probing Needle Technique is extremely draining, both mentally and physically. I'm so weak right now I can't even hold a pair of chopsticks. There's no way I can perform the acupuncture treatment for you."
"Dr. He, what exactly is your illness? I see you have a space heater, a thick quilt, and even an electric blanket running... Are you really that sensitive to the cold?" Yu Ke had long been curious about these things but hadn't found the right opportunity to ask.
He Chengwei gave a bitter smile. "You might laugh, but even with all this, I still feel incredibly cold. How should I put it... It feels like I'm standing naked inside an ice cave."
"It sounds a bit like an aversion to cold from an external pathogen, but that shouldn't be this severe," Zhao Yuan said, frowning.
"Oh? You know about aversion to cold from external pathogens? What, are you studying medicine too?" He Chengwei asked, looking at Zhao Yuan with curiosity.
