Wen Xin smile disappeared, suddenly realizing something. She looked at Du Luqing. "You're Zhuge Jingming's direct disciple, aren't you? You don't know acupuncture?"
"I do, but I can't solve this problem! He's already partially paralyzed. I'm afraid that if I use more needles, he'll become completely paralyzed."
Du Luqing felt somewhat helpless. He indeed knew acupuncture, but he couldn't do it at such a high level. The efforts of those old professors were all in vain.
Wen Xin stood up from behind Mu Chengxu, looking at the research student who had already been turned into a hedgehog. She raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Have those old professors collect their needles."
Wen Xin watched as the irrelevant acupuncture needles were taken away. She felt that even if they continued until tomorrow, they wouldn't solve the problem.