Ji Heng was startled by her, "Alian, what are you doing?"
Without any hurry, Bai Lian precisely located the acupuncture point and inserted a needle, mouthing to Ji Heng—
[Experimenting]
Ji Heng: "..."
Every five minutes, he would go and ask Dr. Lance, "Dr. Lance, are you all right."
"Ok, fine."
"Dr. Lance, are you still..."
Anticipating his question, Dr. Lance exclaimed, "Ok!"
"Dr. Lance..."
"K!"
"Lan..."
"1."
Assured that Dr. Lance had survived Bai Lian's experiment, Ji Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
**
Monday.
The first class was still Lu Lingxi's, and one of the three notorious latecomers, Zhang Shize, arrived punctually at 8:01 am as always.
Lu Lingxi threw a piece of chalk out, "The joint exam is the day after tomorrow, and you're still late? Look at you, fixing your test paper almost made your physics teacher pop a nitroglycerin pill!"
Zhang Shize reflexively replied, "No way, I didn't guess a single answer correctly?"