How Many Hearts Are Enough for Si Fuqing to Scare? (1)

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The preparation room fell silent.

Even Lu Xingheng, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them, his gaze sharp as he looked over.

Ning Zhi was stunned. "Teacher Si, did you say draw?"

Wei Chengyun hesitated for two seconds before quickly reacting. "I'll go get some paper."

Indeed, they could draw it themselves.

Wei Chengyun soon returned with a blank sheet of paper.

Si Fuqing picked up a pen and began drawing on the paper. "Teacher Ning Zhi, you come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, so you should know about acupoints, right?"

"My family can't be considered of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners? My father is a doctor, and I only know a few common acupoints," Ning Zhi shook her head. "I really wouldn't know where to start with acupoints. I only know a few commonly used ones."

Si Fuqing nodded. "It's okay, you'll learn the acupoints quickly."