Little Bai rushed over with a glass of water. Han Zhan gratefully accepted it, still coughing. "I… I'm fine," he managed to sputter between coughs, his embarrassment evident.
Han Xin's voice carried a hint of exasperation as he said, "Why are you so careless?"
Han Zhan raised an eyebrow, retorting, "Careless, really?"
Just then, Lian and Mei said good morning to Han Xin but they froze their eyes wide as they stared at Han Xin's neck. Mei asked, "Brother, what happened to your neck?"
Lian, her eyes narrowing, added, "It's so red. Are you allergic to something?"
Mei chimed in, "He must be allergic to nuts or shrimps."
Lian turned her head sharply as if she had heard the most absurd thing. "It's shrimp, not shrimps."
Mei replied with a stubborn shake of her head, "Nah uh, it's shrimps. Why are you so silly?"
Lian shot back, "You are silly. It's shrimp."
