Sheng Xiping stepped aside, and the father and son dragged the sled back together.

Sheng Xiping left early in the morning, so it's not noon yet.

The father and son dragged the sled into the village, with Huahua following behind. On the way, they encountered some people who were strolling around outside. When they saw Huahua, they were all startled.

Looking at the things that the Sheng family father and son were dragging, one couldn't help but feel envious.

"Look at the Sheng family, they're even taking tigers hunting now, that's really something." Many people started discussing.

The Sheng father and son had no time to deal with these people; getting General Hei back and finding a way to treat his injuries was the priority.

The black bear was dragged back to the Sheng family's courtyard. Sheng Xiping didn't even have time to deal with it. He quickly left his house and headed straight for the clinic.

"Dr. Qiao, could you please give me an injection?" Sheng Xiping poked his head into the clinic and asked tentatively.

"Is someone in your family sick? Do you need me to go get a shot?"

There weren't many people at the clinic today, just two people picking up medicine. Dr. Qiao took a few medicine bottles off the shelf, poured out the pills, and placed them on several pieces of paper.

There were three kinds of medicine in total. They were all placed on a piece of paper, and then Dr. Qiao wrapped the medicine in paper and handed it to the other person.

"Twice a day, one packet of medicine each time."

After Dr. Qiao finished dispensing the medicine to both of them, he didn't hear Sheng Xiping say who he was going to give an injection to, so he turned his head and glanced at Sheng Xiping.

"Didn't you want me to give someone a shot? Who are you going to give it to?"

Seeing that the two people who had taken the medicine had left, Sheng Xiping finally spoke up, "Dr. Qiao, it's for my dog ​​to get an injection."

Today I took them up the mountain and we encountered a black bear. My black dog got scratched by the bear and is badly injured. I was thinking of asking you to get it some anti-inflammatory injections.

Sheng Xiping spoke these words with a particularly weak voice.

You know, these days, even when people are sick, they rarely get injections.

Sheng Xiping actually wanted to give the dog a shot; if word got out, people would probably say something about him.

Upon hearing Sheng Xiping's words, Dr. Qiao's face immediately darkened.

"Nonsense! That anti-inflammatory medicine is for treating human illnesses, not for treating dog injuries. Why is your dog so precious? You want it to get a shot?"

"Dr. Qiao, I know you won't be happy if I say this."

But our forest farm doesn't have a veterinarian, so when my dog ​​got injured, I had no choice but to come to you. Whether it's a person or a dog getting a shot, I'll pay you whatever the price is, okay?

Sheng Xiping felt sorry for his dog and didn't care how much it cost, as long as Black General was alright.

But Dr. Qiao clearly didn't think so. "You're just being ridiculous. My syringes and needles are for human use. If I use them to give a dog an injection, how can I use them for human use in the future?"

If my superiors find out, will I still have my job?

These days, there are no disposable needles or syringes; they are all sterilized under high temperature and pressure before being reused.

If a dog is given an injection, even if it's disinfected, people will still feel uncomfortable. So Dr. Qiao is right.

After all, times have changed. People in later generations keep pets and treat cats and dogs as family members, calling them "dog son" and "cat son" all the time.

Right now, anyone who says that would definitely be considered crazy.

Even those hunting dogs that have served their owners and made contributions are not treated as family members.

When a hunting dog is injured, most people just apply tobacco powder to the wound and let it heal slowly at home. If it gets better, great; if not, there's not much else they can do.

So, it was truly shocking that Sheng Xiping was going to give the dog a shot.

Even though Dr. Qiao was well-mannered and didn't directly yell at Sheng Xiping, his expression still wasn't very pleasant.

No matter what Sheng Xiping said, Dr. Qiao refused to give the dog the injection. In the end, Sheng Xiping had no choice but to ask Dr. Qiao to help him and prescribe some medicine.

"Wait here, I'll get you some medicine."

Doctor Qiao glared at Sheng Xiping, sighed helplessly, got up and went to the medicine cabinet. He weighed several medicines with a steelyard, then ground them all into powder with a medicine grinder and packaged them into individual portions.

"These are for internal use to treat bruises and sprains. Try to mix the medicine into your dog's food and feed it to your dog."

If the dog refuses to eat, mix the medicine with a little honey, roll it into a pill, and try to feed it to him.

These are topical medications for stopping bleeding, relieving pain, and reducing inflammation. Apply them to the wound and change the dressing daily.

Upon seeing the medicine packet, Sheng Xiping quickly took it and put it in his pocket. "Dr. Qiao, how much does it cost?"

Although he couldn't get Dr. Qiao to give his dog the injection, he was still very grateful that Dr. Qiao had provided the medication, and he quickly asked about it.

"Money? What money? Take it and go." Doctor Qiao waved his hand and chased Sheng Xiping away.

"Then thank you, Dr. Qiao." Sheng Xiping had no choice but to take the medicine and go home first, knowing he would have to repay the favor later.

When they got home, they saw Sheng Liancheng cleaning up the black bear in the yard.

The dogs were all lying in their beds, but Black General looked much better than before, lying in front of his bed sunbathing.

The two tiger cubs, probably thrown out by Hua Hua again, were now attracted by the scent of the black bear and were circling around Sheng Liancheng, barking incessantly.

Upon seeing this, Sheng Liancheng quickly used a knife to cut off a few strips of meat and fed them to Jiaojiao and Zhuangzhuang.

The two tiger cubs ignored everything else, grabbed the strips of meat, and began to wolf them down.

"What? Dr. Qiao didn't come with you?"

I didn't have a chance to say it earlier, but the clinic is for treating people, not for giving our dog shots.

Hearing the noise, Sheng Liancheng turned to look at the gate. Seeing that Doctor Qiao was not following behind Sheng Xiping, Sheng Liancheng shook his head and said.

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