"She's lucky today is my shift, otherwise, that finger might truly have never played the piano again!" Opening the nearby medical kit, Shen Yizhou reached in for a syringe, inserted it into Luo Xiaoqian's palm, and pushed the medicine into her skin. He set down the syringe and then brought a roll of gauze to her mouth, "The anesthetic will take a bit of time to work. For your future piano playing, we need to move quickly; I'm going to clean your wound now. Endure the pain a bit, Tong Ya, support her!"
Tong Ya did as told, steadying Luo Xiaoqian's arm. Luo Xiaoqian bit down on the gauze as Shen Yizhou poured disinfectant onto her finger.
The injury on the finger was deep, close to the bone and tendons, and the disinfectant burned intensely, naturally causing excruciating pain. Luo Xiaoqian bit hard on the gauze in her mouth and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
