"Well, let's go back quickly. Remember to find a few more veterinarians and send someone else to look for Xishan... Forget it, let's look for Xishan in a few days."
Considering that Feng Xiyun's incident just happened today and he had a confrontation with Xishan's father in the court this morning, it would not be a good idea to ask her for help in finding the dog owner now. Fengming decided to wait for a few days.
Of course, Fengming also had her own selfish motives. She thought that if she found the dog's owner a few days later, she could keep the dog for a few more days. Looking at the black puppy's head leaning against her in her arms, her heart softened.
"Well, don't be afraid, little dog. I'll take care of your injury when we get home. Once your leg heals, it won't hurt anymore."
"Woo~"
The black puppy whimpered, and it really seemed to be responding to Fengming. Everyone in the car felt that the more they looked at this puppy, the cuter it became. How could it be so spiritual?
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"Your Highness, the veterinarian you're looking for is ready for you, okay?"
Fengming rode non-stop back to the guesthouse. As soon as he got off the carriage, Dongyao's attendants came to report. They also received a sudden request from Fengming to find a veterinarian. It took them a lot of effort to find several skilled veterinarians in the city before Fengming came back. They were still curious, why did the young prince have to find a veterinarian when it was obviously the only one who was sick?
It wasn't until he saw a small, dark-skinned head pop out of Fengming's arms that he suddenly realized, "Oh, it turns out that the princess's puppy is sick."
"Well, quickly summon them over."
Fengming was anxious, and was always thinking about the injury on the dog's hind leg. He rushed back all the way just to get treatment for the dog as soon as possible. Now that he heard that the veterinarian had arrived, he naturally didn't want to delay at all and asked them to come quickly.
Soon, several old men with long beards and kind faces walked respectfully into the flower hall in the front yard to receive guests, and saluted Fengming in a simple and honest manner. They were all honest people who loved animals, and they were really nervous to be suddenly entertained by distinguished guests from the Celestial Empire.
"I pay my respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess. May Your Highness be well and safe."
"No need to be so polite. Gentlemen, please come and help me take a look at this puppy. It seems to be lame on its hind legs, and it's not walking, sitting, or lying properly. I just carefully examined it, and it seems to have a big bloody wound."
Naturally, there were translators who translated Fengming's words for the veterinarians. The old veterinarians from Dongyao did not expect that the fairy-like person in front of them would be so kind. They seemed to be really worried about the little dog. The attitude of the royal ladies towards their pets was different from what they had heard. They felt a little relieved and went forward to check the little black dog one by one.
They discussed for a moment and then elected someone who looked the oldest and most experienced to answer.
"Your Highness, your little dog is generally fine. The only problem is the knife wound on its hind leg is that it's quite serious. It seems to have damaged some of its muscles and bones. You need to limit its activity and let it rest for about a month before it recovers."
Fengming felt relieved when she heard the veterinarian say that it was generally no big deal. But when she heard the second half of the sentence that the dog's wounds were actually knife wounds, she couldn't help but feel angry. What kind of crazy pervert would use a knife to hurt such a poor little dog that always looked so harmless?
"Thank you all, gentlemen, for rescuing this dog. I will reward you handsomely."
Hearing that there was a generous reward, the old veterinarians felt even happier and gathered together to discuss the use of medicines in private.
When Fengming heard that it was a knife wound, he didn't dare to touch the puppy anymore. He just let it continue to lie on the cushion and didn't dare to move it.
"Be good, the doctors are already discussing how to treat your injuries. You'll be a good dog again after you're healed, right?"
The dog raised his round little eyes and looked at her, as if nodding.
"I don't know who your master is, so stay with me for a few days. I'll send you back once I find your master, okay?"
When the dog heard that it was going to be sent back, it seemed to resist and wanted to move away regardless of its injured leg. Fortunately, the old gentlemen seemed to have discussed a plan and came over to say that they wanted to treat the dog first.
Because the dog's fur was dirty and tangled, they suggested giving the puppy a bath first. Fengming arranged for someone to take them downstairs. Naturally, someone had already prepared hot water in the room.
Seeing the little black dog being carried away, Fengming felt relieved. He thought everything would be fine.
After the puppy was taken away to take a bath and treat its injuries, Bi Chun also quickly arranged for Fengming to take a bath and change clothes. After all, the dog was dirty but Fengming had carried it all the way. It would be bad if it had any disease that was transmitted to Fengming.
"It's okay, Sister Bichun~ Let me sit for a while before going~"
Fengming was really tired after the day and didn't want to move. He curled up in the chair and acted coquettishly to Bi Chun, not wanting to change his clothes yet.
Bi Chun, however, changed his usual obedience to her and said with a fierce face: "Your Highness, you can't be willful. You must go change your clothes. With us to serve you, you won't be too tired."
Fengming still didn't seem to want to move. Bi Chun had served her for many years, and her tricks of acting cute and coquettish were no longer effective. With a wave of her hand, the palace maids on both sides came forward, each holding one of Fengming's arms, and practically lifted Fengming up and walked towards the inner room's washroom.
Fengming was like a salted fish that couldn't turn over. She was extremely passive and lazy. Her body moved with the young palace maids out of inertia, but her soul remained on the chair.
Bi Chun looked at Fengming's actions with some amusement. Their princess was really good in every way except that she would get lazy from time to time. She didn't want to do anything and just wanted to lie still. If she was needed to do something, she would act coquettishly and adopt a policy of passive resistance to delay.
Oh yes, Her Royal Highness the Princess herself said that she suffers from procrastination, a terminal illness that can never be cured.
However, she has a way to cure Fengming's laziness and procrastination, which is to force Fengming to do it. Although Fengming will still have a look of despair on his face, he will cooperate unconsciously.
Soon, the dirty Fengming who was slacking off was washed clean and placed in the greenhouse to dry his hair, feeling refreshed.
"Xi'er, the princess is too tired today. Roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, roast pork, roast duck, braised chicken, bacon, pine flowers, tripe, braised pork, sausages, assorted crispy dishes... prepare all the dishes I like for me."
"Yes~"
After washing himself clean, Fengming was already in high spirits to make jokes, and even performed a crosstalk routine, which made the little girls laugh.
At this moment, Bi Chun came in with a somewhat uneasy look on his face.
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