Chen Ping hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out his right hand.
Jiang Xuelan held his wrist, pressed her thumb on his pulse, and closed her eyes slightly for a moment.
Then, she gently stabbed the silver needle into Chen Ping’s fingertips.
The needle was extremely thin, and the moment it was inserted, there was almost no pain.
But the moment the tip of the needle touched the blood vessels of his fingertips, Chen Ping’s body trembled suddenly.
A strange force poured into his body from the tip of the needle, flowing upstream along the blood veins, like an invisible eye, scanning his meridians, dantian, and even every inch of flesh and blood.
It felt strange, as if I had been seen through from the inside out, without any secrets.
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