"Su Li, Su Li, come here."
Wu Sheng called out.
Su Li was just bringing out a clay pot when she heard Wu Sheng's call and casually placed it on the coffee table.
"What is it?" she asked. Just as she started toward him, she heard a HISSING sound from the kitchen.
"You guys, come on out! The water's boiling," Su Li called out before running back to the kitchen. She quickly turned off the gas and lifted the kettle off the stove.
The moment she lifted the kettle, she heard Wu Sheng's panicked shout of "Little Mo!" from outside, followed by a THUD.
Su Li heard the commotion and rushed out. The sight nearly scared her to death.
The clay pot she had placed on the coffee table had fallen to the floor.
Wu Sheng stood to the side, holding Little Tang Mo.
"Did he get burned?" Su Li rushed over and pulled Little Tang Mo toward her to check.
As she checked him, she immediately noticed marks on Little Tang Mo's hand. "Why is there blood? What happened?"
