"Here," Doctor Zhang placed a cup of steaming tea on the table in front of Mu Yuze, bringing him out of the trance he was in. He raised his head to see the white-haired doctor smiling kindly at him as he gestured at the cup, "You seem to be cold. I hope this tea can warm you up a bit. After all, traveling in such weather must be hard on you."
Mu Yuze did not say how he had always been like this every winter. Back in his old home, the heater would oftentimes stop working in the middle of the night and he would need to cover himself with a few more layers of thick blanket to shield himself from the cold. Even then, he could not seem to disperse the extreme chill that rattled his teeth and sent tremors throughout his body. Perhaps this was why his immunity grew weak, causing him to always catch a cold when the temperature reached an all-time low.
However, it was different this year.
