"Are you alright, Mo Chen?"
Ignoring the unconscious Doctor Zhang, Mo Roulan moved towards her brother.
"Yes, Jiejie"
Little Mo Chen said softly, however, his tears kept falling as Mo Roulan untied him. His eyes didn't move away from his sister's face and they slowly moved towards her leg.
"Jiejie, what happened to your leg?"
Mo Roulan's heart melted when she heard the worry and concern in her brother's voice. She untied him without delaying for a moment and then cupped his small face in between her palms.
"Nothing.Just a small wound. Jiejie would be alright. Now we need to get out from here, alright?"
Mo Chen wiped his face with his hands and nodded his head vigorously.
Mo Roulan helped Mo Chen getting down from the chair. She knew that her brother must not have eaten anything since last afternoon.
She, too, did not.
