Ye Xuan fell silent for a moment, not answering her question, but frowning and counterasking, "How old are you this year?"
"I turned twenty-three today, and in three months, I'll be fully twenty-four years old."
Su Yumo was taken aback, somewhat baffled, not understanding why Ye Xuan was responding off-topic, but she still answered truthfully.
"When did you start getting sick? When did your body first experience the coldness, the freezing stiff?"
A glint flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes as he continued to ask.
"It was probably around seventeen or eighteen, I can't remember exactly."
Su Yumo furrowed her brows, gave a rough timeline, and then immediately asked, "What's the matter? Does my illness have to do with my age?"
"Correct, your condition coincides well with the timeline you described."
