Chapter 142 Yuanyuan Returns
One is "sister" long and "sister" short, and the other is "if you go, I will go too."
These two people...it's obvious that they have ulterior motives.
But if the affection was not very obvious and expressed directly, Tong Wanwan would not pay much attention to it.
At this moment, Elvis was very decisive and determined to reveal his identity as soon as possible.
When in the second form, the emotions will be slightly magnified, and even the slightest bit of unhappiness will be revealed through the ears and tail - the little white lion's ears are like wilted leaves, drooping listlessly.
At this moment, it wanted to stop the girl from replying, just like it did last time when it dragged the doll off the bed, and attract her attention again.
But reason stopped the marshal under the appearance of a young beast.
Tong Wanwan was still thinking about what to reply.
She was indeed interested in the dog cafe that Arnold mentioned, but...it was a rare day off, and she wanted to spend more time with her pet at home. As for the class activities that Bai Mi mentioned, as someone with hidden social anxiety, she was even more reluctant to agree to it.
If I hadn't gone shopping with Lily, Davina and the others, I might as well not have gone out.
Nothing is better than petting your pet at home!
After thinking about it, she quickly rejected Arnold——
"Sorry, I have something to do on Sunday, so I won't go."
Moreover, he copied and pasted it very conveniently and sent it to another person who was waiting for a reply: Baimi.
After finishing the matter on the computer, Tong Wanwan curled her lips, moved her hand back to Cancan's back, and rubbed it for a while.
Autumn and winter are also the normal seasons for pets to shed and change hair, but Cancan rarely sheds hair, which is why she prefers to hold it while sitting on the bed and stroke its fur.
Suddenly, one "meow" sound after another came from downstairs.
The cat's cry was getting closer and closer, mixed with a bit of urgency and tension.
Before she could get up, the little English shorthair came in through the crack of the door, like a small cannonball, and hit her legs directly. It bit her cotton pants and pulled them towards the door, trying to make her go downstairs.
"What happened?" Tong Wanwan was slightly startled. She quickly picked up the candy and ran downstairs holding the two little pets.
On the sofa in the living room, there is another cat squatting - KuKu.
The long-tailed tit had also returned and was now standing on top of Savannah Cat's head, waiting for her to come over.
Tong Wanwan was a little surprised. When she got closer, she discovered the small figure hidden by Ku Ku: a furry chinchilla with its eyes closed, lying listlessly on the sofa, not moving at all.
It’s... Yuanyuan!
Tong Wanwan was startled and quickly put down Cancan and Naitang in her arms. She half-knelt in front of the sofa and moved closer to Yuanyuan.
"What's wrong?" She frowned in pain and looked up and down at the listless little mouse.
Subconsciously use your eyes to observe his physical condition first.
After leaving the pet store and being away for a long time, the chinchilla seemed to have gone through an unknown ordeal. Although there were no external injuries on its skin, its lead-gray fur had visibly darkened.
Hearing her voice, the chinchilla trembled its small body and opened its eyes with some difficulty.
Those beautiful gray-green eyes, like green amber, seemed to be covered with a layer of shadow, losing their original sunny color.
Tong Wanwan looked solemn. She gently lifted it up with her palm, rushed into the pet medical room, and put it into the treatment device.
But... the pet therapy device only lit up for two seconds before the warning light went out.
The next second, the little mouse lying in the treatment device was brought out by the "small hospital bed" that automatically lowered.
Then, the pet therapy device issued a prompt sound: "Beep - No patient detected. Do you need to retest?"
No physical problems?
If not, how could it be like this now?
Tong Wanwan pursed her lips: "Yes."
The treatment device received the command and scanned the chinchilla on the testing table again, but still could not find any external or internal injuries.
After hearing the result report, she was stunned and realized belatedly that Yuanyuan was not only a member of the pet shop, but also a real orc.
There were no physical injuries, which meant that the little mouse had problems in other areas.
For example...the most likely aspect is mental power.
Tong Wanwan carefully moved the chinchilla on the examination table onto the soft cushion, and for a moment, she was a little at a loss.
Mental problems are much more difficult than physical problems.
Mental exhaustion, disorder, riots... any one of these alone is a problem that gives professional doctors a headache.
During the public lecture at the First Federal Military Academy, she had understood the necessary countermeasures for dealing with sudden mental power problems. However, the most effective and widely used ones were still mental power healing potions.
There are indeed healing psychics in the medical center and the Federal Legion Medical Department.
However, these positions are extremely rare, and treating a single patient requires a significant amount of mental energy. If a patient experiences a severe mental disturbance, suppressing it is best; otherwise, there's a high chance they'll be affected.
That's why there are so few medical staff.
This thankless and dangerous position is not something that ordinary people can bear.
So now...should she take Yuanyuan to the medical center?
Tong Wanwan's hands, which were holding the cushion, felt a little tense. Suddenly, she felt something cold encircling her fingertips.
“!”
She lowered her eyes and saw that it was the chinchilla that had moved closer by itself, stretching out its two paws and weakly holding her little finger.
"Are you feeling very uncomfortable?" Tong Wanwan subconsciously lowered her voice, her eyes full of heartache and worry.
"Gu..."
The little hamster's cry was so soft that it was almost inaudible, a stark contrast to its usual loud voice.
It moved its paws, trying to lift her fingers.
Tong Wanwan was stunned and quickly raised her hand, following the direction of the claw's movement, and finally stopped at... the lead-gray head of the little furry mouse.
"Yuanyuan?" Does this mean... I want to touch it?
Tentatively, she rubbed its forehead gently with her fingers.
At the same time, she heard the little mouse's "cooing" sound, which was a little louder than before. Moreover, its little eyes narrowed slightly, and the expression on its face became more energetic.
“……!”
Is her hair smoothing so effective?
Before this, the other little pets had already run over and were feeling complicated when they saw Wanwan busying around, using the treatment device and rubbing her fur.
I always feel that...it's true that Eli's mental strength was seriously injured, but this overly "weak" performance is too exaggerated.
The little hamster's condition was obviously much better.
As if snoring on the head wasn't enough, the little guy turned over with "difficulty" and scratched his back with his little paws.
It seemed like he was signaling Tong Wanwan to help rub the other side as well.
Tong Wanwan: “…”
She looked at the round thing that looked like a mouse cake and fell silent.
(End of this chapter)
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