"Huh? Why is there a puppy?" Sister Meng looked at the dog and muttered in a low voice.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..." the dog barked in a sweet voice, and then ran towards Jiang Xu happily.
Seeing the dog running towards Jiang Xu, Sister Meng immediately spoke and told Jiang Xu not to act rashly, "I don't know if it has been vaccinated or not, so don't get close to it, I'll do it..."
Before Sister Meng finished speaking, she saw Jiang Xu taking a few steps forward, squatting down and picking up the dog.
After getting up, Jiang Xu looked at Sister Meng, "My dog."
Sister Meng:?
No, even if it is a stray dog, why does it belong to you and not both of us if we see it together?
Sister Meng's lips trembled crazily, wanting to say something, but when she saw the dog lying obediently in Jiang Xu's arms and licking the back of Jiang Xu's hand, Sister Meng chose to shut up.
Finally, Jiang Xu got into the car with Gouzi in his arms.
"This dog looks like a stray at first glance. Take the dog for a checkup first and get a dog license." Sister Meng muttered while checking the nearest official vaccination point.
Jiang Xu listened to Sister Meng's words, stroked the dog in his arms, and muttered, "Is it so troublesome to raise a dog?"
In the previous planes, there was no need to apply for a dog license.
**
Imperial Capital, a private hospital.
Murong Yu pushed open the door of a certain ward and walked in. As soon as he entered the ward, he found a man standing next to the bed with a dagger in his hand, bending over as if he was about to commit murder.
Murong Yu:?
"Hey! What are you doing?"
When Murong Yu made a sound, he also mobilized his inner strength to hit the man standing beside the hospital bed.
The man paused, suddenly turned back to look at Murong Yu, and found that a strong wind was coming towards him. His eyes widened a little, and then he raised his hand to disperse the strong wind, "No, Murong Yu, you are sick. Right? Why do you take action when you disagree?"
Murong Yu saw the man's appearance clearly and was silent. After a long time, he said, "Why is it you? What are you doing with a dagger?"
He said, why does the back look so familiar?
Feng Yan: "Peel the apple."
Feng Yan said, raising the apple in his hand towards Murong Yu.
After finishing speaking, he pinched the apple and began to peel it. While peeling the apple, he asked Murong Yu, "How is Ah Huan's condition?"
Murong Yu shook his head slightly depressed, "I don't know. I've checked him many times. The doctor said there's nothing serious, but he just can't wake up."
After answering, he looked at Feng Yan and asked, "Why are you here?"
Feng Yan: "Didn't you say that something happened to Ah Wei? Come and take a look, just in time, there will be a variety show here in two days, and I am the instructor."
Murong Yu nodded and walked to the bed.
Feng Yan looked at the person lying on the hospital bed, then at Murong Yu, and after a few seconds he said, "Why don't you send him back to Guwucheng? Maybe someone there can cure him."
Murong Yu shook his head, "No, you don't know how many people in the family are looking forward to my brother's death. If they know that he is unconscious, there may be many people who will come to add fuel to the fire."
After hearing this, Feng Yan secretly clicked his tongue, "Okay."
Murong Yu stared at the unconscious person on the bed again and again. After a few seconds, he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly said to Feng Yan, "I remember that you have a good relationship with the young lady from the Bai family. Why don't you help me?" Make an appointment?"
Feng Yan shrugged, "Can't make an appointment."
Murong Yu:?
"What's wrong?"
Feng Yan: "Bai Jiangxue is dead."
After saying that, a trace of regret and sadness flashed across Feng Yan's eyes.
Murong Yu: "Dead? How did you die?"
