Why?

"Who said I was tolerance towards cold and heat, I'm like anyone out there, normal, that can't withstand cold." ZouMi sat up again, and Si Ban passed her his jacket, she didn't reject him.

"How did you stay in that ice tub then, if you're not tolerance towards cold?"

"Will to live. I've been on battlefields, almost lost my lifetime and time, underwent risky surgeries, then how do you expect me to die because of just a drug? Wouldn't that be humiliating for me, my skills? I can't stand anyone's touch, the other way was to die, so to decrease the effect of the drug, I had to do that." ZouMi calmly explained.

"What about your senses? You could hear anything you want, you can see clearly in the dark, you have that strong sense of smell, aren't those unusual?"

"I don't find it unusual, it's a blessing with a curse, and I'm fine with it."

"So, you don't want to find out, why and how do you have this extraordinary skills?" He asked curiously.