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But at this moment, Yu Jiancheng, the new apprentice, actually grabbed Tang Ze's hand without any hesitation, and said with certainty that Tang Ze was sick and needed treatment.

This scene was so shocking that the shock in Xin Zhaoliang's heart could not be described in words.

He couldn't help but ask Yu Jiancheng, "Can your little apprentice cure diseases?"

Mr. Yu was originally looking at Xie Wanxing and Tang Ze in shock, his eyes full of surprise at his young apprentice's bold behavior. Hearing Xin Zhaoliang's question, he said, "Guess whose apprentice she is?"

Xin Zhaoliang was filled with curiosity, and subconsciously answered, "Isn't it yours?"

Although Mr. Yu was reluctant to admit it, he still said, "She is Sun Wu's disciple."

"Who???" Xin Zhaoliang's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. He felt like he was shocked again. "Is it the one I thought of? Sun Zhongzheng?"

Mr. Yu nodded reluctantly.

Xin Zhaoliang was stunned for a long moment before coming to his senses. He looked Xie Wanxing up and down, as if getting to know this little girl all over again, muttering to himself, "You're actually willing to teach a disciple with Sun Zhongzheng? No, he's actually willing too? What's this little girl capable of? To make you two compromise like this?"

Sun Zhongzheng had never accepted a disciple in his life. Many people had tried their best to become his disciple, but were all rejected. Now he was willing to teach the same disciple as his "arch-enemy" Yu Jiancheng. He felt that he had underestimated this little girl just now.

Tang Ze was not angry because Xie Wanxing said he was sick. He stared blankly at his hand that Xie Wanxing had just held. The hand seemed to still retain the warmth of Xie Wanxing's palm.

This unfamiliar touch caused strange ripples in his heart. He had never thought that he could accept the touch of someone so calmly, and this person was his junior sister whom he had just met.

Xie Wanxing tilted his head, raised his chin slightly, and gestured to Tang Ze to put his hands on the table. That look seemed to have an invisible power that made Tang Ze respond involuntarily.

Tang Ze took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind. He slowly lifted his sleeves and placed his hands flat on the table. His movements were a little slow, as if every joint was undergoing a fierce ideological struggle.

Xie Wanxing smiled at him, giving Tang Ze an inexplicable sense of security. She reached out her hand, placed it on Tang Ze's wrist, and began to take his pulse.

Feeling the pulse beating from his fingertips, Xie Wanxing frowned slightly, thinking to himself: This is just too much mysophobia, obviously some kind of mental illness. This long-term mental state has affected the blood circulation in the body. No wonder Tang Ze is so resistant to contact with people.

Xie Wanxing raised his head and looked at Tang Ze, who was pretending to be calm but still had a hint of nervousness in his eyes. He said softly, "Brother, don't worry, I'll be fine soon."

Xie Wanxing carefully selected two silver needles of appropriate thickness from the spread out silver needles. She pinched one end of the silver needle and gently turned it in the sunlight, and the silver needle sparkled with a cool luster.

She wiped the needle and slowly inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture point on Tang Ze's wrist. The moment the silver needle entered the skin, Tang Ze only felt a slight tingling, which was much lighter than he had imagined.

While inserting the needle, Xie Wanxing observed Tang Ze's expression and kept muttering, "Brother, this injection is to regulate your blood and qi, so that your emotions can gradually calm down."

After completing the first injection, Xie Wanxing inserted the second silver needle into another acupuncture point accurately without any pause.

"This injection is to help you soothe your tense nerves."

As the two silver needles were inserted, Tang Ze only felt a warm air flow slowly rising from the acupuncture points and spreading along his arms to his whole body.

The inexplicable tension and resistance that had been lingering in his heart actually dissipated gradually like a wisp of smoke. He looked at Xie Wanxing in disbelief, his eyes full of surprise and confusion.

Xie Wanxing understood his look and said, "Brother Tang, after the needles are removed in a while, you might feel even more relaxed than you do now."

Tang Ze nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed on Xie Wanxing, with a hint of disbelief lingering in his eyes. He had never thought that the mysophobia that had troubled him for many years could see a glimmer of hope for change under this tiny silver needle.

Mr. Yu and Xin Zhaoliang also gathered around. Mr. Yu frowned slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes. He knew very well that Tang Ze's quirk had a long history and was very stubborn.

Xin Zhaoliang stared at Tang Ze's expression, trying to see the effect of the treatment from his subtle changes, and secretly wondered how capable this little girl was.

Time passed slowly under the gaze of everyone, and every second seemed to be stretched. Xie Wanxing stood quietly beside Tang Ze, his eyes falling on Yinzhen and Tang Ze's faces from time to time, carefully observing his every reaction.

Finally, Xie Wanxing felt that the time was almost up, and she said softly, "Brother Tang, I'm going to remove the needle. You might feel a little bit, don't be nervous."

After saying that, she carefully pinched the silver needle, with gentle and steady movements, and slowly pulled the silver needle out of Tang Ze's wrist. Tang Ze only felt a slight coolness on his wrist, and the sore and numb feeling gradually disappeared, replaced by an indescribable sense of relief.

"Senior brother, would you like to shake hands?" Xie Wanxing put down the needle and stretched out her hand towards Tang Ze. Her eyes were bright and expectant, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised with a hint of encouraging smile.

Tang Ze's gaze fell on Xie Wanxing's hand, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Although he did not resist instinctively when Xie Wanxing grabbed his hand just now, if he were to reach out his hand, he would have a fierce struggle in his heart. The habit of resisting other people's touch that he had formed over the years was like a strong rope that bound his actions.

However, the wonderful feeling of physical and mental relaxation after the acupuncture was still lingering in his mind, which made him trust Xie Wanxing a little more and gave him a little courage to try it.

Tang Ze slowly raised his hand. His movements were a little slow, as if he had to overcome huge resistance every time he raised his hand. His palms were slightly sweaty and his heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

Finally, his hand moved closer to Xie Wanxing's hand, and the two hands gently touched each other.

At that moment, Tang Ze only felt a warmth coming from his fingertips, and there was no disgusting discomfort as he had imagined. His originally tense nerves, at this moment, were like the strings of a guitar being gently plucked, emitting a strange vibration.

He was slightly startled, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

In the long years of the past, touching others was like stepping into a thorn bush for him, and each time was accompanied by unbearable pain and resistance. However, at this moment, touching Xie Wanxing's hand broke the shackles of his long-standing self-imposed limitations.

Xie Wanxing held his hand in hers, the action was natural and friendly, as if there had never been any barriers between them.

The smile on her face grew even brighter, and she said, "See, this isn't difficult, is it, Brother."

"Hmm..." Tang Ze's throat was dry and he squeezed out a word with difficulty.

He felt mixed emotions. This seemingly simple handshake was like a rebirth for him.