It's so hard to choose!

Fang Rong scratched her head, unable to make a choice.

He has spent the last few days in prison. Although he was not subjected to severe torture, the mental trauma he suffered was considerable. He was on edge every day, as if he was afraid that if he relaxed, someone would plot against him. He couldn't eat or sleep well. After returning home, he had to think about Fang Hua's matter. Only now that he had sorted things out did he dare to go to sleep.

He slept soundly through the night without any dreams, until dawn.

No one came looking for him, and Meng Xiuyuan didn't call either. His life seemed to have returned to normal, bland and boring.

Fortunately, the company had been cleared out and he could return to work normally. Despite the manager's advice, he insisted on coming to work.

The manager meant well, wanting him to rest for a few more days since he was also injured, but he couldn't stay idle and was afraid of being fired if he rested too much, so he went back to work early.

Being a zookeeper is a tough job; not only do you have to cook delicious meals, but you also have to record their daily lives.

Take Fang Hua for example. When he was raising Fang Hua, Fang Hua would eat everything, so he couldn't figure out what Fang Hua really liked to eat. If any of the other test subjects didn't like something, he would pick it out and leave a little bit of food there, such as undercooked or burnt food, which would cause them to dislike it.

Now he is testing another new test subject, a little guy who was born not long ago. He is not yet covered in hair and looks like a pink puppy.

He was holding milk, but the little guy clearly didn't like it. With his eyes still closed, he sniffed it with his little nose, and when he realized it wasn't what he wanted, he immediately turned his head away in rejection.

As expected, not all test subjects are as easy to feed as Fang Hua.