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Thud—
Su Xueqing's hand trembled, and the pen she was holding in her right hand dropped to the ground.
The person at the desk behind her picked it up for her and poked her back, "Xueqing, you really didn't sleep well last night, did you? You can't even hold your pen steadily. We need to sleep at such a young age!"
However, Su Xueqing had no reaction at all; her gaze was fixed dead on the few sheets of paper Ye Wanlan had given her, her fingers trembling violently.
She had grown up in the Su Family and had been required to learn various needling techniques from an early age to carry on the Taiyi Medical Skills.
She also had heard countless elders sigh around her, "It's a pity that out of the ten parts of the Taiyi Divine Needle, the latter seven parts are all lost. If these seven parts could reappear in the world, our Taiyi Palace would surely be restored to its former glory."