Chapter 2 Come on, come on. I won’t be scared anyway…

Song Keling is careful, patient and emotionally stable.

Since joining the research team in the second half of the year, she has been responsible for most of the surgeries in the laboratory and has never failed.

Maybe half a year might not be a big deal for others, but considering her qualifications, half a year can be considered as quite a lot of experience.

She injected the little white snake with an appropriate amount of anesthetic, and after the drug took effect, she picked up the scalpel.

The sky gradually brightened.

The air is very good in the early morning.

Outside the laboratory corridor, Qiao Ying was holding a bag in her left hand, typing on her phone in her right hand, and biting a red bean paste bun in her mouth.

Lu Yunli next to her was talking to her, and she nodded in vague response.

The two walked to the front of the laboratory. Just as Lu Yunli was about to take out the key, she saw that the laboratory door was ajar.

Lu Yunli was surprised. She put away the key, pushed the door open and said, "Who's here so early?"

I used to guess that it was my junior sister, but she just went to Taiwan for field practice and won’t be back for at least five days.

When the two entered the laboratory, they saw Song Keling carefully suturing the snake's wound in front of the operating table.

They looked at each other for a moment and lip-synced quietly - Why are you back?

Neither of them made a sound to disturb them, and they both quietly retreated to the outside in tacit understanding.

After finishing the job, Song Keling gently lifted the little snake's head with the tip of her index finger.

Because of the effect of anesthesia, the little snake could not control its tongue, and a small thin black strip fell out. The ridges and scales on its spine became less obvious, and its originally bright red vertical pupils also looked dull.

It takes several hours for the effects of the drug to wear off.

Song Keling took off her gloves, stretched her waist, turned her slightly stiff neck, and went to wash her hands.

The young snake was seriously injured and a lot of time was wasted during the rescue.

Now that I have done my best, I will leave it to fate.

After washing her hands, Song Keling found a new scum box in the laboratory, used newspaper as a pad, and took out a smart thermometer and hygrometer.

She carefully picked up the little white snake and put it in the box, then turned off the lights and walked out of the operating room.

As soon as she went out, Song Keling saw her two senior sisters outside. She was stunned for a moment, then looked outside. It was already bright outside.

The operation lasted more than two hours.

Qiao Ying was not surprised and said, "Come over and have breakfast."

This was bought by Qiao Ying when she saw Song Keling was there, so she went back to the cafeteria.

Song Keling's stomach was empty. Seeing the large selection of breakfast items, she didn't hesitate. She walked over, put down the box, picked up the buns and soy milk, and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Qiao."

Lu Yunli asked, "Junior Sister, when did you come back? Didn't you go to the field for internship?"

Song Keling answered while eating, "I came back early because of something unexpected."

Qiao Ying was still eating breakfast. She raised her chin slightly and gestured towards the scum box on the table. "It's this little snake seedling?"

Song Keling: "Yeah."

Lu Yunli took the box, opened it, and saw a small, motionless white snake. She was unsure: "Is it snow blindness?"

Qiao Ying asked me to take a look. She came over to take a look. It was a very good-looking white pet snake. Without looking closely, she said, "It's an albino king snake, Blizzard, not a corn snake."

"Oh, yes, it's a king cobra. The little guy is quite cute." Lu Yunli put the lid back on and looked at Song Keling. "Whose snake is it? Why did they ask you to bring it back for surgery?"

Song Keling said, "I picked it up on the mountain."

"Picked it up?" Lu Yunli was shocked. "Who is so wicked as to buy it and release it?"

Qiao Ying interrupted, "Hey, this snake costs several thousand, and it looks so good. It must not have been released, but must have escaped."

Song Keling didn't know much about pet snakes abroad, so she silently took note of the two species they were talking about. Then she explained, "We were almost at the top of the mountain when we saw its tail had been injured by a rock, pinning it down and preventing it from moving."

Qiao Ying asked, "And to save it, you gave up your field training and rushed back overnight to perform surgery?"

Song Keling replied: "Yeah. I've already completed all the credits anyway."

"You're so stupid! Is this about academic credits? Fieldwork opportunities are so rare!"

"That's right." Lu Yunli agreed. "If you really want to save it, there must be a pet hospital in Xuetai. Why don't you just take it to the hospital?"

Song Keling had thought about this.

However, the origin of the snake is unknown, especially its species, structure, and toxicity are unknown. If it is sent to a pet hospital, the veterinarian will most likely refuse to treat it due to the risks.

Song Keling looked at the little white snake lying quietly in the scum box after the operation, feeling uneasy. She sighed softly, "It's seriously injured. I'll feel more at ease if I do it myself."

As for whether he can be saved...

Seeing her mood being affected, Qiao Ying was somewhat puzzled, but she took the opportunity of throwing her breakfast bag to deliberately joke, "Yes, yes, our junior sister is highly skilled, kind-hearted and compassionate, a modern-day Xu Xian. So, be careful of this little snake, as it may come back to repay you when it cultivates into a human."

Lu Yunli also lowered her head to observe the box and said with a smile: "Oh, it's a little female snake. She will become a beautiful little girl in the future. She will be a perfect match for our Ke Ling."

Song Keling knew that the senior students were teasing her, and her heavy mood eased a little. She took a bite of the bun and laughed, saying, "Go ahead. I won't be scared to death anyway."

After breakfast, the senior students immediately sent Song Keling away.

Judging from her messy ponytail and wrinkled sportswear, she had obviously stayed up all night and hurried back to the dormitory to catch up on some sleep.

Song Keling returned to the dormitory.

She lives in a luxurious double dormitory in the new dormitory building built a few years ago by Xinda University.

My roommate is doing internship at Xuetai and hasn’t come back yet.

Song Keling put the scum box containing the little white snake on her desk.

The anesthetic effect had not yet worn off, and the little snake lay listlessly on the newspaper, motionless.

Seeing this, Song Keling remembered something, opened a bottle of mineral water, poured some water into the bottle cap, and then put it in the corner of the scum box so that the little snake could drink it after the anesthesia was over.

After twisting her neck and doing a few chest expansion and stretching exercises, Song Keling took her cell phone and went into the bathroom to wash up.

I checked while brushing my teeth, and it didn’t look like the albino corn snake or king snake that the senior students had mentioned.

Song Keling remembers it very clearly. When she found the little snake, it had horn scales, raised ridges, and even a flat neck. Its tail was crushed by falling rocks and could not be seen at the time, but during the operation, it was seen that it had suddenly become thinner.

If it is not some non-venomous snake that is good at disguising itself as a venomous snake, then with all these characteristics, it is 100% a highly venomous snake.

Although she was told to get a good night's sleep, Song Keling only slept for two hours.

Two hours later, she got out of bed and checked on the little snake.

The little snake's previous posture, which had been limp like a "white strip" without any image, had changed a little, but it showed that the effect of the anesthetic was wearing off.

Song Keling rode her bike to the school library and borrowed several snake encyclopedias to bring back to the dormitory.

The illustrated guide is very thick, bigger and heavier than a brick.

Time passes quietly.

The sun sets.

Song Keling was still flipping through the picture book, and after looking at it for so long, she had somewhat forgotten her original purpose.

She was looking at the puff adder, a short, fat, and venomous snake that looked a lot like an alien. She had known about it before, but now, seeing the high-definition picture, she couldn't help but say, "Ugly."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was some noise nearby.

Song Keling looked over.

The little white snake slowly moved from one corner of the scum box to the other end away from the illustrated book.

Song Keling couldn't help but curl her lips and said to the little snake, "Is it too ugly to scare you?"

The little snake stopped moving when it heard the sound and turned its head slightly.

Under the snow-white scales, the pair of red vertical pupils have regained their beautiful luster.

The tail, which had suddenly shortened at the back half of its body, was still slowly retracting. The sutures on the wound apparently did not affect its behavior much.

After that, the little snake remained motionless, with excellent core strength, as if looking at Song Keling through its red eyes.

For some reason, Song Keling kept staring at it for half a minute, then suddenly stood up and said, "Let's eat!"

At night, Song Keling readjusted the humidity according to the temperature and said to the little snake, "I don't know what kind of snake you are, so I can't simulate the environment you like. Just make do with it like this for now, okay?"

The little snake didn't respond.

It was coiled in the innermost part of the scum box, its pupils just a vertical line, staring at Song Keling motionlessly.

Song Keling tapped the transparent box lightly with her fingertips, causing a slight noise but not scaring the coiled little snake.

"Remember to drink water." Song Keling kept her fingertips still, her voice soft. She looked at the coiled form and said, "Let's give you a name. Hmm... Xiaobai, how about that?"

The little snake remained in the same position without moving.

After Song Keling finished speaking, she tilted her head and thought, "Xiaobai" seemed a bit casual. Even puppies are not named like that nowadays.

But you can’t call her Bai Suzhen, right?

Song Keling looked at the little white snake in the box again.

The little snake is really good-looking. Although it just had surgery and is in a bad mental state, every part of it, whether it is the snow-white scales all over its body, the red vertical pupils, or the thin golden-green vertical line formed by the dorsal scales on the sides of its body, is exquisite, beautiful, amazing and lovable.

Song Keling looked at it for a long time and couldn't help but take out her camera and turn on the desk lamp on the side.

But the sudden bright light seemed to scare the little snake, and its body, which had been curled up neatly, immediately stretched out and swam towards this side!

Song Keling quickly turned off the lights.

The little snake stopped, slightly raised its neck and turned its head, looking frightened, as if trying to confirm whether the danger had disappeared.

The poor little thing is so frightened.

Song Keling felt pity for it and gave up the idea of ​​taking a picture of it with her camera.

Take good care of it first.

The postoperative recovery period is very long and bowel movements must be monitored.

The snake was injured near its tail, where its cloaca is located. Although we were extremely careful during the operation, we still had to wait until the snake excreted something before we could feel completely at ease.

Song Keling had already lain down on the bed when she suddenly remembered something. She sat up, her eyes slightly shining as she said to the little white snake in the scum box, "Eh? How about calling you Qianqian?"

"'Qian' means beautiful, and two 'Qian's' make it the most beautiful. It suits you very well, doesn't it?"

Of course, the question could not be answered.

So Song Keling asked herself and answered: "It is very suitable..."

The laboratory of the research group she participated in studied the pit viper, also known as the five-step snake, Qi snake, and the king of rotten meat. The snake scales on its back are square patches. Because the snout scales and nose scales are raised and upturned and never lower their heads, the characteristics are obvious and easy to identify.

People who are afraid of snakes find them disgusting, people who respect snakes find them majestic, and people who like snakes find them cool, handsome, and dangerous.

But no one would describe it as "beautiful".

This little white snake is different. It has many characteristics of highly poisonous snakes, but it just doesn't scare people.

And his personality seems to be very docile at the moment.

If it weren't a poisonous snake, it must feel very happy to be coiled up.

Song Keling had a good night's sleep, and the first thing she did when she woke up the next morning was to check the scum box.

Qianqian's mental state was not very good. Her slender body was curled up in the corner of the box, motionless, with only a pair of red vertical pupils looking over.

The amount of mineral water in the bottle cap in the box did not decrease, and it did not defecate.

This may be due to injury or initial discomfort in an unfamiliar environment.

Song Keling knew that she couldn't be impatient and had to be patient.

However, two or three days passed and the little snake still did not defecate.

This is not a question of patience. Song Keling needs to consider feeding the little snake.

Maybe Qianqian was hit by a falling rock while hunting and didn't have time to eat.

I feel tired now after the operation because I am hungry.

It is necessary to weigh the snake chicks in advance before feeding them.

Different small snakes can only eat 10 to 20 percent of their body weight in food.

Song Keling took a little frozen mouse from the laboratory and also took a pink and tender baby mouse that had just been born.

Try it with frozen mice first, and if they don’t eat it, try a live one.

If the baby mouse didn't want to eat, she would have to make a special arrangement and cut the mouse into pieces and feed them to Qianqian bit by bit.

The author has something to say:

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It should be more pragmatic in the early stage, which is a little common sense.

ps: If you have a baby who is curious and wants to search for the puff adder or the Gaboon viper, you must be mentally prepared. qaq

Trash jj, collapsed all day/angry. Thirty red envelopes.