◇ Chapter 60 Bed
66 suddenly became alert and stared at Bai Yu warily: "What do you want the knife for? It's just a weak and innocent little kitten!"
A needle is not enough? A knife is needed?
Bai Yu: "Forget it, I'll do it myself."
He bypassed 66 and accurately found a scalpel from the drawer.
The workmanship of scalpels in this era was also crude, and there were far fewer varieties than in later generations. The one in Bai Yu's hand was for humans, and was relatively large in size, about the size of 1/2 a kitten, with a sharp blade and a long and narrow blade.
66's non-existent hairs are about to stand on end.
With this knife, it only takes two strokes to cut the trembling ball in half.
It couldn't help but raise its voice: "Host, I must remind you, if the mission object dies, you will never be able to return to the past world!"
This is the most serious warning the system can issue.
But Bai Yu had a blank expression on his face. He said calmly, "It's so noisy." Then he picked up the scalpel again.
In fact, this scalpel was not very handy, but the kitten's infection was so serious that it had to be surgically removed. Bai Yu could only hold the knife and slowly insert it into the skin.
He calmly removed the infected part, drained the pus, and then sutured it. The lights in the dark clinic were dim, and Bai Yu was severely nearsighted, so he had to squint his eyes slightly to complete the debridement under harsh conditions.
By the time the wound was properly sutured, Bai Yu's nose was already covered in cold sweat.
66 came over.
It watched the whole process from the side, from fear to confusion. Bai Yu's hands were extremely steady and his steps were clear and methodical. If this was a simple torture, he was a little too meticulous.
66: "What on earth are you doing?"
Bai Yu took a look at it and said simply, "Debride the wound and suture it."
66 showed a little confusion: "..."
Suture, debridement?
"???"
"Wait!" 66 flew up, and in a flash, it seemed to have caught some inspiration, "What's your profession?"
Bai Yu simply disinfected his hands and said coldly, "I'm a veterinarian, can't you see that?"
66: “!!!”
"I heard you've removed over 2,000 cat organs. What's that?"
"Two thousand cat organs?" Bai Yu pushed his glasses and recalled a little, "Oh, you mean the sterilization surgery for cats, right? I removed the ovaries and testicles of more than a thousand cats."
66: “……!”
Veterinarian, how can it be a veterinarian?
Can a veterinarian abuse a cat?
The system is a bit closed.
66 flew to the side, feeling mixed emotions. He didn't know whether he should be glad that the host was not a cat killer, or sad that the mission had failed again.
Bai Yuke was unaware of the system's sensitive and delicate thoughts. He began to search the room, and finally found a piece of cardboard from some corner. He drew an undulating arc with a charcoal pencil, then took out a pair of scissors and started cutting along the arc.
66 stared blankly at his aloof and elite host as he began to do handicrafts, confused: "Why is he cutting cardboard?"
Bai Yu: "Make an Elizabethan collar for the kitten, and don't let him lick his wounds when he wakes up."
The Elizabethan collar is used to prevent kittens and puppies from licking their wounds after surgery and causing infection. It is similar to a collar.
He quickly cut the cardboard into a suitable shape, made a circle, and then put it around the platinum dumpling's neck.
Modern Elizabethan collars are made of a variety of materials and are cute and adorable. However, materials are limited nowadays, and the one made by Bai Yu is ugly and does not match Tuanzi's looks at all.
But now is not the time to worry about appearance. Bai Yu untied the kitten, put him away, used some antibiotics, and finally pulled a small quilt to cover him before he rested.
Then he poured himself a cup of coffee and began to read the newspaper.
Although the original owner was just a doctor in a black clinic, he was also a rare educated person in Illia. He could read books and newspapers. Every morning a newsboy delivered newspapers to him without missing a single issue.
Bai Yu flipped through a pile of newspapers. Illia was now in disorder and chaos. The neighborhood where he lived was nominally under the direct jurisdiction of the Duke's Mansion, and there were also local thugs who came to collect protection fees in secret. However, thanks to his identity as a doctor, the original owner was still safe.
Apart from this, there are two important pieces of news.
First, Duke Imur's uncle Tia was accused of joining forces with local gangs to assassinate the Duke, but Tia flatly denied it.
Second, there was definite news of Duke Imur's disappearance and his return date was uncertain. The Duke had no children, only a few cousins, and the nobles fought over who would inherit the title.
This news had nothing to do with Bai Yu for the time being. After collecting the useful information, he leisurely put the newspaper back.
*
At dusk, Imur woke up.
He was surprised that he was still alive, but the wound on his abdomen was extremely painful, as if someone had cut him hard, making him wish he could die immediately.
Imur wanted to know what the doctor had done to him, and the condition of the wound on his abdomen, and whether it would affect his life, but when he turned his head with difficulty, his entire vision was blocked.
It's an ugly thing to hang around your neck.
The cardboard was a bit rough and felt like a foreign object. Imur took a deep breath and thought angrily, "Is this a collar?"
Damn doctor, he actually put a dog collar on his neck.
He tortured the doctor a thousand times in his mind, but when the doctor walked towards him, Imur still trembled as if by reflex.
Having survived the last experiment, what will happen this time?
I survived last time, but what about this time?
……it hurts.
Bai Yu found that the kitten woke up.
The situation of Platinum Tuanzi was not good. His tail was curled up under his body, his hair was fluffy and his whole body was shaking, as if he was under stress from the unfamiliar environment.
The consequences of stress for cats are quite serious. They may faint, have a fever, or even die. Normally, cats are accompanied by their owners in the pet hospital, so even if they are stressed, the stress will not be too severe. But for this kitten, the clinic is a completely unfamiliar environment, and it also has injuries on its abdomen.
Such a long incision must be very painful even after being sutured.
Bai Yu reviewed the knowledge about cat stress response in his mind, reached out his hand, and picked up Tuanzi.
The kitten trembled even more violently.
The doctor's fingers were long and slender, but his body temperature was always low. His clothes smelled of alcohol and disinfectant, which was not pleasant.
Imur's pupils dilated. He looked around, trying to find a way to escape. The doctor was holding him very tightly. He thought that he might try to attack the doctor with his teeth and claws to force him to let go...
This idea was quickly rejected. With his body size, he could hardly cause any harm to the doctor. A rash attack would only lead to anger and more brutal treatment. Even if the doctor let go, he would not be able to leave the clinic. The collar on his neck restricted his vision and the severe pain in his abdomen made him unable to move. Imur discovered in despair that he had almost no other means except to gain the doctor's mercy by being obedient.
——But can the perverted doctors in the black clinic really have mercy?
At this time, Bai Yu had already held the cat in his arms. He skillfully lifted the kitten's buttocks so that the cat could lie down and relax.
Imur did not relax at all, and even kicked his legs twice uncomfortably, but was easily caught by Bai Yu and put back on his arm.
Imur's pupils were erected and fixed on the ground. He couldn't help but rub against Bai Yu's arms a little, making a submissive gesture and placing his claws lightly on his arms.
If Bai Yu threw him to the ground from this height, his wounds would surely burst, and his intestines and internal organs might even fall out, and he would die.
Fortunately, Bai Yu had no intention of abandoning him.
The doctor dragged himself steadily up to the second floor, took out the key from his white coat, and unlocked the door.
The hinges creaked, and Imur tensed his body again.
What's inside the door?
Is it a torture device, an electrical device, a potion, a dissecting bed, or something else?
Nothing.
Behind the door is the doctor's bedroom.
This is the place with the best view in the whole house. There is a large window through which you can see the orange sunset. There are two green ivy plants in the corner next to the window. In the center of the bedroom is a large soft bed with beige bedding on it. The sheets and quilt covers are clean and tidy, and the soft cotton smells of sunshine.
Imur was placed on the bed and covered with a quilt.
Stressed cats need a quiet, warm, enclosed space where they can explore freely.
So Bai Yu pulled the curtains to block out the cold air from outside, then locked the windows and closed the door, turning the room into an enclosed space, completely left to Platinum Tuanzi.
He turned and left.
“…”
Imur was left on his bed, in a state of confusion.
What do you mean? Instead of being taken to the lab, it was put in the bedroom?
He moved his paw tentatively.
The bed was as soft as a cloud. Every time he stepped on it, a small pit appeared and his whole body sank into it, which greatly relieved the pressure pain in his abdomen. Imur shook his ears, but still didn't understand what the doctor wanted to do.
He looked around vigilantly. The windows and doors were locked. Not knowing when the doctor would come back, running away rashly was not a good option. If he was caught by the doctor, he would only die a more miserable death.
Imur still remembered the doctor's warning - be good.
He needed time to recover his strength, so he shook his tail and curled up in his arms.
Only then did Imur realize that his tail had been washed.
The furry tail is fluffy and soft, slightly larger than that of an average cat, and like a squirrel's tail.
When he climbed up from the shore, his hair was covered with a layer of mud, but now his whole body was neat and clean, probably because someone had wiped it with a wet towel.
But who wiped it? The doctor?
Imur found it ridiculous. Would the black doctor who performed live experiments wipe the tail of a wild cat?
There were many doubts about the matter, but the blood loss and pain made Imur dizzy. He was unable to think more and soon fell asleep while holding his tail.
*
Downstairs, Bai Yu was getting ready to go out.
He put on the original owner's heavy knee-length windbreaker and deerstalker hat, and adjusted his appearance in front of the dressing mirror. He really looked like an intellectual from Ilria.
66 floated behind him and asked cautiously, "What are you going to do?"
Bai Yu held his windbreaker tightly and said, "Go get some food for the kitten."
Due to Platinum Tuanzi's physical condition, he cannot eat normally and needs goat milk or soft meat puree.
There was a market near the original owner's residence. Now it was approaching dusk and Bai Yu was not sure whether the market was closed and whether he could still buy anything.
He searched the original owner's drawer for two silver coins and a stack of banknotes, and got a general idea of the prices from the purchase receipts. Then he went out in his deerskin boots and strolled to the market.
Bai Yu followed other buyers and sellers, listened to how they bargained, and then imitated them, pronouncing words clearly and loudly. Without the assistance of the system, he had already integrated into Illia like a native local.
66 was stunned.
Bai Yu bought two taels of fish and a cup of goat milk from a peddler. When he was about to go home, a beautiful lady in a shawl happened to pass by. She lifted her skirt and smiled at him: "Good afternoon, doctor."
Bai Yu remained calm: "Hello, ma'am."
The lady seemed to be familiar with the original owner. The two of them were very close. Her fingertips slid across Bai Yu's shoulders, and she wanted to come up and kiss him on the cheek.
Cheek kisses are very common in Europe, but for Bai Yu, it is too intimate.
Bai Yu resisted the urge to retreat, but saw the lady approaching him and whispering in his ear in a low voice, "Gathering at 7pm on Sunday, West Cathedral of Illia City, Raven, remember to come."
Then, she distanced herself from him, smiled at Bai Yu, turned around and left.
Bai Yu’s brows jumped.
He left calmly, carrying the meat and milk back to the clinic kitchen, asking 66 to reorganize the known timeline, then put down the chopping board, picked up the kitchen knife, and started cutting the meat.
Kittens cannot eat large pieces of fish, so they need to be chopped up before feeding.
Bai Yu’s cooking skills are mediocre, but making some pet snacks is not a problem. For a while, the only sound on the second floor is the sound of him chopping meat.
Click, click, click—
The sound echoed in the silent corridor, and it was indescribably creepy.
Imur woke up suddenly, his ears twitched, and he hugged his tail tighter.
The author has something to say:
Ymur (shivering, holding his tail)
Bai Yu: Prepare a basin of milk.
If I go out in the afternoon, there should be some in the evening, but not too early~
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