The Queen of Haotian answered the call, and before the person on the other end could speak, she started, "Joel, I heard you got injured. Is it serious?"
"I'm fine. I was afraid you'd worry about me, so I called to let you know I'm okay."
The Queen of Haotian smiled, "As long as you're okay."
"Still in Xiawu?"
"Mm, I want to spend more time with the children. Randy has gone back and will handle things over there. If you need anything, you can talk to him."
"I don't really need anything. I've decided to rest well these days. You know what they say—after surviving a disaster, good fortune comes knocking. Zhi Lan, what do you think? Do you reckon I'll suddenly get lucky because of this?"
The Queen of Haotian chuckled helplessly, "The children are all with me, you can't be serious for once?"
"Ah! Then I won't say more, lest the children laugh at me. Goodbye!"
The busy tone came through the phone, and the Queen of Haotian set the phone down with a touch of exasperation.
