"Life is something unfulfilling that brings suffering, and fulfilling it brings boredom. Life swings between suffering and boredom!"
Who said this? Lin Xi forgot, but he felt this saying didn't match the current situation.
He is right now, and can only calm his mind by force.
Otherwise, executing the "Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment" would likely result in mistakes.
If something goes wrong, the ultimate price is something he can't afford.
So at this moment, as he sat on Zhu Ying, he dared not get distracted, and the subconscious impulses were greatly suppressed.
Silver needles pierced through Bai Bing's body under his hand, and Bai Bing, lying on the bed, felt nothing from the needles on her back.
Lin Xi, wholly focused, didn't notice this.
Otherwise, he would indeed be greatly affected.
About ten minutes later, Lin Xi inserted the last needle, the one on the Baihui Acupoint, and got off Zhu Ying with a slightly pale face, lying on the other side.
