Beside them, Ye Tianming sterilized a silver needle over an open flame, blew on it, and said, "Stick out your hand."
Feng Xinyi froze, instinctively wanting to refuse, but after a moment of hesitation, she extended her hand anyway. Ye Tianming placed two fingers on her pulse to check it. Feng Xinyi's cheeks instantly flushed crimson. Growing up, she had hardly ever had any physical contact with the opposite sex. Although she had plenty of male friends, she had never actually been in a relationship, had never held hands with a man, and still had her first kiss. With Ye Tianming touching her wrist right now, the sensation made her incomparably nervous, as if she were sitting on pins and needles.
Soon, Ye Tianming frowned. "This poison of yours is really extraordinary. It hurts, doesn't it?"
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