Na Zixuan was not even ten yet, right at the age when kids drove everyone around them crazy. After he'd eaten his fill, he ran all over the hotel while the adults chatted.
Na Zhuoyue was older, after all, and worried her little brother might get into trouble. She hurried after him to keep an eye on him, leaving the adults to chat inside.
Just as they were talking, they suddenly heard the clatter of bowls and plates hitting the floor, followed by Na Zixuan's crying and Na Zhuoyue's shouts.
Realizing something had happened, they hurried outside. They found a waiter and Na Zhuoyue gathered around Na Zixuan.
Na Zixuan was actually fine. The waiter, on the other hand, was more badly hurt, with the skin on his thigh bright red from the scald.
Na Wei knew this wasn't the time to scold Na Zixuan, so he quickly apologized to the waiter and offered to cover his medical expenses. If the injury was serious, he'd also pay for cosmetic surgery later on.
The restaurant manager had seen the child's thigh was red from the scald too and worried the family might try to extort them. He hadn't expected them to be so reasonable, so he hurried over to settle the matter.
In the end, Na Wei took Zixuan and the waiter to the hospital to have the burns treated.
It wasn't really a big deal. The soup had already cooled somewhat by the time it was brought out, so after they'd treated the burns at the hotel, they just went to the hospital for some burn ointment and anti-inflammatory medicine.
While they were at the hospital, Na Wei heard the boy's name and couldn't help asking, "Wang Jiye? What's your relationship to Wang Ruizhi?"
Hearing Na Wei's question, Wang Jiye