"Sis, the gas cylinder at home suddenly exploded," An Siqing's voice from the phone carried a hint of obvious panic.
"Where's mom? Were any of you hurt?" An Ziqi asked anxiously.
"I was at school when it happened, and mom had just returned home and was downstairs but hadn't made it upstairs yet. She isn't injured, just a bit shocked," Siqing replied.
"Where are you guys now?"
"We're at the police station giving a statement," An Siqing sniffed in reply.
"Don't panic, I'll be there immediately."
An Ziqi hung up the phone and rose anxiously.
Xiao Yining rushed over to hug her, pouting as she said, "Mommy, your wound hasn't healed, daddy said you can't run around."
An Ziqi had no choice but to call Xiao Moli.
"I'll head over immediately, you stay at home and don't move."
After hanging up the phone, An Ziqi anxiously sat on the couch waiting.
