Chapter 11
Fu Chen was just asking casually. All the necessary examinations and blood tests had been done. Now the dog was well fed and well fed, which he thought was the best he could do for his father's dog. If the Tibetan Mastiff really missed Old Fu and wanted to go with him, they could not stop him. But they found Xiao Zhou's words strange. Only those who cannot eat before dying will not have a big appetite before dying.
Fu Chen: "I'll go take a look."
Chen Yuan also went to join in the fun. He had fallen into the trap of the Tibetan Mastiff's unpredictable behavior last time, so he wanted to see what would happen this time.
Since becoming a Tibetan Mastiff, Song Xingqi's hearing and sense of smell have become much more acute and perceptive than before. He can often detect the slightest noise in the house, not to mention the sound of the owner's footsteps when he returns. He has also recognized his footsteps, which are heavy and steady, never hurried or slow. Every time the owner comes down from upstairs or comes back from outside, he will be accompanied by the servants' greetings, such as "Hello, sir" or "The sir is back."
But apart from the time when the landlord took him to the hospital, he never came to see him again. Today was the first time.
This is a chance to win favor!
Fu Chen opened the door, and Xiao Zhou reported on his situation over the past few days: "He is very quiet every day, probably because he is too weak to bark. Sometimes when I interact with him, he lies there motionless. Once, he just stood up a little bit and fell down, unable to stand steadily. The look in his eyes when he looked at me was particularly cute..."
"......Lian." Xiao Zhou opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it, he was so shocked.
The dog in front of him was not as weak as he said. It was standing upright and wagging its tail wildly at Fu Chen. A little sunset came in through the window, illuminating half of the Tibetan Mastiff's chubby body, but the light emanating from its round eyes was not as bright and sparkling as that in the eyes, which were full of happiness. Putting aside its weakness, the dog was really healthy.
Fu Chen glanced at Xiao Zhou and said, "It's not exactly the same as what you described, but it's quite different."
Xiao Zhou: “……….”
Woof woof!
Song Xingqi barked at Fu Chen, his two front paws tiptoed back and forth happily, and his tail was swinging like a motor. There was nothing he could do. If he wanted to get some fresh air and go out for a stroll, he had to please the landlord. Whether he was weak or not, he had to put it aside for the time being. If this man had a good heart, he would probably let him continue to live in the house. After all, he didn't roar or bark at night, just to prevent others from thinking he was noisy.
It’s hard to find a Tibetan Mastiff as well-behaved as him even with a lantern.
Woof, woof!
"It's strange. Why are you so happy to see me?" Fu Chen squatted down and touched Song Xingqi's head.
Xiao Zhou and Chen Yuan's hearts were in their throats. It was a good thing that the Tibetan Mastiff was energetic, which also showed that it had the strength to bite people. However, no brutal scene appeared. There was only the Tibetan Mastiff acting coquettishly towards the boss. Song Zhou licked the man's hand and lay down with his belly spread out.
Fu Chen laughed twice, in a good mood: "Are you acting like a spoiled child to me?"
Xiao Zhou was amazed: "This Tibetan Mastiff is really good at reading people's expressions. Wang Bin and I took turns to deliver three meals a day to it, but it never wagged its tail at us. But after seeing Mr. Fu, its legs got better and it became more energetic. This is amazing!"
Chen Yuan speculated, "Could it be that he has already regarded Mr. Fu as his master?"
Xiao Zhou: "Isn't it said that Tibetan mastiffs are very loyal and only recognize one master in their lifetime?"
Chen Yuan: "There is also a saying that Tibetan mastiffs have low IQs and only recognize their own owners, so others cannot get close to them. Judging from its situation, it may have a higher IQ. Knowing that the old man is gone, of course they have changed owners. And Mr. Fu is Mr. Fu's son, so maybe they have a similar aura."
Xiao Zhou nodded in sudden enlightenment: "It seems to make sense."
Chen Yuan: "I think you can remove the word 'as if'."
Xiao Zhou still didn't understand: "Chen Zhu, then you said, it changed its owner, how come its lame leg problem was cured all of a sudden?"
Chen Yuan: "This shows that mental health is also very important. When the mind is healthy, the body's functions will improve accordingly."
"Oh~" Xiao Zhou said he learned a lot.
"Xiao Zhou, go get some snacks and I'll feed it," Fu Chen was in a good mood at the moment. It was much better to look at the coquettish Tibetan Mastiff than to deal with those old stubborn people in the company.
"Hey, I'll be there right away," Xiao Zhou responded twice and went to the storage room to find something to eat. He went there very quickly and came back in a hurry. He brought a large piece of freeze-dried chicken and gave it to Fu Chen. Fu Chen put the food to Song Zhouxing's mouth. In no time, Song Zhouxing had eaten up the freeze-dried food and licked his lips, feeling very satisfied.
Xiao Zhou had a bag of snacks in his hand. He opened it, took out the salmon, and fed it to the baby just like Fu Chen did.
When he saw that it was Xiao Zhou who handed him the food, Song Xingqi immediately bared his teeth and let out a low growl. The chain that tied him straightened with a clang, and he almost pounced on him. Xiao Zhou was startled and quickly backed away.
Song Zhou Xing said in his heart: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...
The conversation between Xiao Zhou and Chen Yuan just now gave him inspiration. Death was impossible, and he had to make long-term plans. So he decided on the second step of the plan and began to set up the Tibetan Mastiff to only recognize one master. Although it had owners before, those were nothing more than clouds, so he just reloaded the game and started over.
Therefore, from this moment on, he only accepted food from this man.
Xiao Zhou rubbed his chest, his heart a little broken: "It seems that it really only recognizes Mr. Fu."
Chen Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "On the day we took him to the hospital, only President Fu was able to get close to him, so I saw it a long time ago, but you still don't believe it."
Xiao Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and grinned in fear.
Everyone is a little vain, and Fu Chen is no exception. However, he never thought that this little pride was given by a dog. He couldn't help but like it a little more. He also told Xiao Zhou to be careful when feeding it in the future. Once you like it, you will care about it. He asked, "Have you fed it dinner?"
Xiao Zhou said hurriedly, "We have fed it. We fed it a large bowl of water. The kitchen also made boiled meat for it according to its previous menu."
Fu Chen looked at the empty food bowl, without any residue at all.
Xiao Zhou was sweating profusely: "I really fed him."
"Yes, he has brought me dinner, and I have eaten it," Song Zhouqi said, wagging his tail, and then lowered his head to rub against Fu Chen's half-squatting knees, "I have to take a walk to digest the food after eating, how about you take me out for a walk?"
"Okay," Fu Chen patted Song Zhouxing's head. Song Zhouxing jumped happily on the spot, and then he heard Fu Chen say, "It's good after you eat it."
Song Zhouqi:-_-||
Forget that they can't understand dog talk.
Seeing Fu Chen was about to leave, Song Xingqi immediately rushed over and hugged Fu Chen's legs, refusing to let him go. If he left this time, who knows when he would be able to come to see him again. He stayed in the room all day long, with no TV, no mobile phone, no classmates, and no one to communicate with. He ate and slept, and slept and ate every day. He was really suffocating!
You! Can’t! Go! ! !
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