The Little Black Cat lay motionless on the ground. After resting for a bit, he realized he still couldn't stand up.
"Meow... It's no good! I feel so drained right now, and my head hurts a little. I can't muster any strength," the Little Black Cat said.
"Meow... Okay, then just rest a little longer," the Little White Cat said, settling down beside his companion to watch over him.
He had seen this happen before. However, the last time the Little Black Cat's transformation ended, he hadn't been completely immobilized like this.
'It must be because he got bigger this time than the last.' That had to be what caused it.
In the kitchen, Xia Qing scooped up a small spoonful of broth to taste for seasoning. She gave a slight nod, then sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions into the pot.
Then, she turned off the gas stove and the range hood and took two bowls from the cupboard.
