Please Prick Me

Gu Jiamei looked at the needle and felt that she was deeply opposed to it. However, she could not bear the pain in her stomach and ultimately chose to compromise.

"Is it… really not painful?" Gu Jiamei grabbed her husband's hand tightly, her face filled with anxiety.

"Don't worry, it doesn't hurt. If you're afraid, you can lean on my shoulder. I'll help you block it. If you don't look, then you won't be afraid." Fan Weiming reached out to hold his wife's head and pressed her face on his shoulder, not letting her look down.

Su Yayan looked at them as if they were facing a formidable enemy. She felt like laughing.

The acupuncture point was located three inches above the ankle and at the back of the tibia.

Ordinary people would need to use four fingers to measure their acupuncture points, but Su Yayan could tell at a glance. The moment Gu Jiamei turned her head, she inserted the needle.