Professor Snape was burning with anxiety. He strode over to Lin Shu in a single step, his expression a mask of worry and self-reproach, his brow furrowed so deeply it formed the Chinese character for "river."
He quickly and carefully examined Lin Shu's injuries, his brow tightening with every wound he uncovered.
"Hang in there, child. I'll figure something out right now."
Chapter 84