And Tang Yuxin knew, the little brother she referred to was Chengcheng, who had never been injected or suffered so much, certainly hadn't had his chubby hands poked with a dozen holes.
Her needles went in almost without interruption.
The little girl just gently furrowed her brows, but she didn't cry. Perhaps this was due to Tang Yuxin's skill, or maybe the little girl didn't feel much pain.
"Done," Tang Yuxin adjusted the speed with her hand and then moved on to cleaning and other tasks. The doctors couldn't believe the skill of this sophomore. How did she get so good?
From then on, Tang Yuxin was often asked to administer IVs. Her hands were gentle and adept at finding veins, so regardless of the difficulty, she was always able to insert the needle with ease. Naturally, her wages gradually increased.
After work, Qin Ziye came to pick her up.
