Lin Xiaoguai's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly ran over. The other employees couldn't stay seated either, thinking, "Could they have accidentally gathered a snake or insect with the rice?"
Worried, Lin Xiaoguai felt relieved when she saw that Qiaoqiao's finger only had a red scratch. She then said to the somewhat panicked employees, "It's okay, she was scratched by a rice spike, not bitten."
It turned out the rice spikes were too sharp, and Qiaoqiao's skin was tender, which caused her hand to be scratched.
"There's blood..." Qiaoqiao sobbed.
"It's not bleeding, just red," Lin Xiaoguai said with a sense of helplessness toward the delicate young girl.
"Mommy, blow on it, it won't hurt," Qiaoqiao held her finger up to her mouth.
"Okay, Mommy will blow on it and make the pain go away," Lin Xiaoguai affectionately kissed her finger and blew on it.
