"Why is it strange?" Chen Ying hurriedly asked.
"It's hard for me to say," Wang Yao replied after thinking for a while. He had yet to figure out the cause of Chen Zhou's illness.
"Did your brother like to read martial arts novels a lot when he was little?"
"Yes. He liked it very much," Chen Ying answered.
"Did he also practice martial arts when he was a child?"
"He did, but he stopped after he was injured."
"Injured? Where was he hurt?"
"His neck."
"Neck?" Wang Yao remembered where the distorted meridians were. "When was it?"
"It happened when he was seven," Chen Ying responded.
"When did he get this strange illness?"
"He got it when he was 10."
"Okay."
It seemed like there was no connection between them. After all, these two incidents occurred three years apart.
After coming out of the treatment center, Wang Yao treated Chen Ying to lunch. They chose an authentic Jiangnan restaurant.