"Eh? Ah, crutches."
Wang Qing reacted and handed the leading crutch in his hand to the man.
But halfway through handing it over, she suddenly remembered something and withdrew her hand that was halfway raised.
"Wait a minute - although I know there may be a misunderstanding between us. But can you please take a look at this dog? Can he still survive?"
Wang Qing used one hand to hold up the package of things wrapped in a coat in his arms.
As if he heard Wang Qing's words, two extremely weak barks came out from under the thick cloth in perfect coordination.
Hearing the dying cry of the dog, Wang Qing felt even more pity in his heart.
"This is a life after all, please, just give it a try...save this poor puppy."
The tall and thin man's eyes followed the two barkings and landed on Wang Qing's arms, looking at the coat that was faintly soaked in blood.
His voice was still cold, ruthless and indifferent: "We are not pampering here..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
From the stairs, a dog barked suddenly.
"Woof! Woof woof!"
The dog's bark sounded very old.
But it is inexplicable, revealing, and unquestionable majesty.
The tall and thin man's originally indifferent expression changed slightly in an instant.
His already pale cheeks seemed a bit paler.
There was also a hint of fear in his eyes.
Rather than being afraid of something specific, his expression seemed more like a habit he had developed over the years this year.
That fear was as old as old wood, deeply rooted in his heart and could not be changed.
The tall and lanky man stopped and swallowed the second half of what he had not yet spoken.
He looked at Wang Qing, pursed his lips, and then said, "Wait here for a while and don't move around. I'll clean up the clinic room."
"Okay." Wang Qing was overjoyed when he heard the tall and thin man's words and agreed immediately.
Her dog was finally saved.
Wang Qing watched the tall and thin man leave expectantly.
As the tall and lanky man walked up the stairs, he stopped.
He bent down, picked up a dog from the stairs, carefully held it in his arms, and walked towards a room.
Wang Qing glanced at the pet hospital.
Judging from the decoration of the front desk and corridor when entering, it is difficult to imagine that the scene inside is like this.
In fact, compared to the pet hospital, Wang Qing feels more like it. It's like the interior of a mansion.
Suddenly, a voice came from the second floor.
"Who are you……?"
The clear and melodious girl's voice is like a lark on the treetops in the early morning, very beautiful.
Wang Qing looked up following the sound and saw a little girl holding on to the handrail of the spiral staircase, preparing to come down from the second floor.
She was wearing a pink and white dress, and her black hair was tied up with a hair tie and neatly styled.
Like the dolls sold in shop windows, delicate and beautiful.
At this moment, he tilted his head slightly and looked at the stranger Wang Qing with curious eyes.
Before Wang Qing could answer, the little girl had already jumped and ran down the stairs quickly.
Like a lively deer, it ran all the way in front of Wang Qing and then stopped suddenly.
His fair cheeks were slightly flushed, and he was panting slightly.
"Sister, are you here to play with me?"
The little girl raised her face and opened a pair of dark, watery eyes. Her wet eyes looked like an ignorant little animal.
Wang Qing opened his mouth: "I..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted.
A middle-aged woman hurriedly chased down from the second floor. She was holding a pair of shoes in her hand and said in a hurried tone, "Miss, you haven't put on your shoes yet!"
Wang Qing looked down and noticed that the girl was only wearing a pair of white cotton socks on her feet.
The little girl pouted, her eyes still falling on Wang Qing without moving away, as if she liked Wang Qing very much.
"Let the new sister wear it for me?" Her voice was sweet, revealing the innocence of not knowing the world.
Just at this time,
"Miss, the boss asked me to take the guests over."
The voice of a tall and thin man rang out. As he spoke, he walked towards Wang Qing.
The little girl pouted her lips even higher.
He seemed a little dissatisfied, but didn't say much.
The red little mouth murmured twice and muttered: "Okay."
Then he walked around Wang Qing and sat down on the sofa, raising his feet without shoes.
The middle-aged woman quickly picked up her leather shoes and walked quickly towards the little girl.
The tall and thin man glanced at the coat in Wang Qing's arms.
"Come with me." He said coldly, turned around and walked in one direction.
Wang Qing glanced at the little girl. The middle-aged woman was bending down to put on the little girl's shoes.
Wang Qing looked away, hugged the dog wrapped in his coat, and followed the tall and thin man.
Walking to the door of a room, a tall and thin man opened the door.
"come in."
Wang Qing looked into the room.
In the middle is a very eye-catching metal bed cover with light blue isolation sheets. There are some metal instruments next to it, probably used to check pets.
Wang Qing walked into the room and saw a Shar-Pei sitting on a chair nearby.
The Shar-Pei was staring at her for a moment, with a gloomy look on its face full of wrinkles and grooves.
…
in the hall.
The middle-aged woman knelt down on the ground and struggled to put on the shoes of the little girl in front of her with her only remaining hand.
The little girl supported her chin with one hand and looked at the direction Wang Qing left with a bored expression.
"Is that the new friend grandpa found for me? I haven't had a new friend for a long time. This time I want a talking bird."
The middle-aged woman said nothing.
…
A room full of animals.
After hearing the sound of the cane outside gradually leaving, the Siamese cat finally relaxed.
But at the same time, a new confusion arose in his mind.
What's his name?
Zuo Weiwei noticed that the Siamese cat had not moved for a long time, and the cat's face, which was always wise and calm, showed a rare look of confusion.
"Meow meow?"
Zuo Weiwei didn't know what happened, so she barked at the Siamese cat several times.
There was some worry and anxiety in his voice.
After all, the Siamese cat has been taking care of her since the beginning of this strange story.
If something happened to the Siamese cat, Zuo Weiwei really didn't know what she would do.
The Siamese cat came to his senses.
He shook his two wide cat ears and stopped thinking about the matter.
Then, he pulled the notebook out from the pile of debris again.
Open it and continue to look back.
[Overcast on March 24th
Today, I met the lady...]
