"Muli, are you sure your wound is alright?" Loo Yaxin asked with a hint of worry as she looked at the wound on Xiao Muli's chest. Situ Xin, too, had his eyes wide with concern for Xiao Muli.
"I'm fine; it's not the wound. Just my leg's a bit numb," Xiao Muli explained with a touch of embarrassment. As he did so, his gaze wandered to Situ Xin, and when he saw the worry in Situ Xin's eyes, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly in a comforting smile. He patted Situ Xin's hand reassuringly, signaling that he was fine and to put Situ Xin at ease.
"As long as you're fine. Why don't you sit here for a bit? I'll go get some water for the baby," Situ Haotian thought about Xiao Muli's injury and felt uneasy. Besides, fetching water for his daughter was something he was more than happy to do.
"Haotian, while you're at it, call Gao Yong in to check on the baby," Old Master Loo called out, stopping Situ Haotian who was about to go get water for Situ Xin, and gave his instructions.