Theodore had just escorted Vanessa to the surgical department of the hospital. Her white handkerchief, stained red with blood, was a horrifying sight. Ruby stood by Vanessa''s side, seeing her pale face from the pain, filled with both anxiety and heartache. "Vanessa, hold on, the doctor will be here soon." Before she finished speaking, the surgeon hurriedly walked in. Ruby quickly called out, "Doctor, please take a look at Vanessa. Her hand is severely injured."


    The doctor nced at Ruby and went straight to Vanessa. Carefully, he unwrapped the handkerchief, which had already dried and stuck to the wound. "It might hurt a little, please bear with it."


    Vanessa''s face turned pale, and she instinctively looked at Theodore. "Theodore, I''m scared..."


    Before the word "pain" could leave her lips, a sharp pain as if her skin was being peeled surged through her palm.


    She gasped for cold air from the intense pain and looked down. The doctor had already peeled off the handkerchief, revealing a palm covered in bloody wounds. It was evident that when she stabbed her own palm, she didn''t hold back at all. The wounds were deep enough to see the bones, and only now did she begin to feel frightened.


    What if her hand became useless and she could never y the piano again? Theodore ced his hand on her shoulder, his eyes lowered, watching her cry in pain, his brows furrowing deeply. "Don''t be afraid, nothing serious will happen." Vanessa, in agony, broke out in cold sweat, leaning against the man. Tears filled her eyes as she looked at him. "Theodore, will I never be able to y the piano again?"


    Before Theodore could speak, the doctor spoke up. "The injury is in the palm, as long as the nerves are not affected, this level of injury will not impact your ability to y the piano." Vanessa clenched her teeth and nced at Ruby.


    Ruby immediately eximed angrily, "Doctor, what do you mean by "this level of injury"? Isn''t Vanessa''s injury serious enough? Do you want to destroy her left handpletely before considering it severe?"


    The doctor lightly nced at Ruby and rebuked, "If you think your hand is important, then protect it."


    Ruby said, with a wrinkled brow, filled with righteous anger, "Vanessa, you''re just too kind. Obviously, it was Phoebe who pierced your hand with a bottle, and you..."


    "Alright, Ruby." Vanessa forced a smile, looking up at Theodore. "Theodore, don''t listen to Ruby''s nonsense. It''s all a misunderstanding."


    The more Vanessa tried to be understanding, the angrier Theodore became. "First, let''s take care of the wound. I will exin this matter to you."


    Upon hearing his words, Vanessa''s heart sank. She lowered her gaze, a look of sadness and destion on her face.


    The doctor came over with hydrogen peroxide and started disinfecting Vanessa''s wound. As the hydrogen peroxide touched her wound, Vanessa felt excruciating pain. She tightly held Theodore''s hand with her uninjured hand and buried her head in his chest. "It hurts, Theodore, it hurts."


    Theodore embraced her shoulders, frowned, and looked at the doctor. "Be gentle, can''t you hear her crying in pain?"


    The doctor nced at him, wiped away the remaining hydrogen peroxide on Vanessa''s hand with a cotton swab, and held her hand up to the light. "There are ss fragments in the wound, they need to be removed." Upon hearing this, Vanessa''s face turned even paler.