"The food is ready! Quick come eat." Feng Shao called Lui Xian who was busy writing something on paper. He seemed preoccupied and didn't even look up when the other called out. When Feng Shao grabbed the pot still on fire, his hand brushed against the scalding surface. The intense heat seared his skin instantly, sending a sharp, blinding pain through his fingers. He recoiled, but not before a few fingers were scorched, turning red and raw, the flesh blisters forming almost immediately. The scalding wound pained so much that he cried out. Immediately after hearing his cry, Lui Xian left the unfinished letter on its own and rushed to his side, putting the burnt hand in cold water and lightly blowing on it. "What were you thinking? Now, look what happened." Although he acted as if he was scolding him he was just pained to see him hurt. He searched for some balm in their things and gently applied it before wrapping the wound with clean white cloths. When he was done. He made Feng Shao
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