Chapter 16
squeak--
The wheels had huge friction with the ground and stopped the next second before hitting the Bichon Frise.
Fu Zhan’s forehead hit the steering wheel, bang!
"Ah... How come a dog suddenly appeared?" Fu Zhan pressed his forehead in pain. A humming sound came from outside the car window. He hurriedly got out of the car to check. There was a dirty puppy lying in front of the car. "Damn, I won't hit it to death, will I?"
Jiang Ling was not hit, he was just frightened. He was so frightened that he almost turned into a puddle of meat on the road.
"Hey, little thing, can you still move?" Fu Zhan picked it up carefully. There were some external injuries under the fur of the Bichon Frise, but these injuries were obviously not caused by a car hit. The bones of the four legs were intact. He breathed a sigh of relief, probably because it was not hit. "Little thing, be careful when crossing the road next time, otherwise it will not be crossing the road, but crossing the Naihe Bridge, understand?"
"Or did you jump out on purpose to try to scam me?" He looked around, but no one came out to claim the puppy.
"Nonsense, who wants to scam me?" Jiang Ling kicked his four legs in the air, showing his small fangs. He shook his head back and forth trying to bite Fu Zhan, wanting the man to put him down.
Fu Zhan reached out and poked its belly again.
Jiang Ling: “?”
Dirty embryo! ! ! !
In fact, Fu Zhan was not being vulgar. He was thinking of a runover puppy he had encountered on a road before. The puppy was bleeding in the middle of the road, and the blood spurted out of the puppy's mouth like a small fountain. He still remembered it vividly, so he poked the Bichon Frise's belly to see if it had any internal injuries.
"Forget it, I'll be a good person to the end. I'll take you to the hospital. Don't be fine now. You'll fall to the ground as soon as I leave."
Fu Zhan took him into the car, put him in the passenger seat, and took out a few tissues to pad under Bichon's head: "If you want to vomit, remember to vomit on the tissues. This car, my new wife, OK?"
Haha, after saying that, Fu Zhan laughed again and felt like he had lost his mind.
Could it be that every dog he met was extremely smart and could understand everything?
After the sports car started, Jiang Ling finally came to his senses and saw the man in front of him clearly. Gossips were flying everywhere, and this man accounted for half of the ten entertainment news. "Playboy", "rich second generation", and "playboy" were all his labels. He was the famous fourth young master of the Fu family in Xinhai City, and he had many friends. Their own circle could be called the "entertainment circle".
But Jiang Ling also thought about himself. They were both sea kings, and except that he had no money, they were the same.
He stood up and leaned against the window. The street lights, the trees on the street, the buildings in the distance... everything seemed several times bigger after he became smaller. The pressure on him doubled, and he had been so focused on running that he had no time to determine the direction.
Would it be better if it became a large dog?
The more Jiang Ling thought about it, the more upset he became.
Why did it become a puppy?
And the laboratory, what's going on?
As soon as he opened his eyes, he became a laboratory dog. Those people gave him IQ tests every day but never let him receive formal training, as if they knew from the beginning that he would be very smart?
Jiang Ling shook his head and ignored the laboratory for the time being. He was a dog who had just started working, so how could he know so many reasons? Looking at the shadow on the glass, he felt extremely depressed. Now he had become such a small Bichon Frise, and it was dirty. How could he enjoy the feeling of being sought after by everyone in the future? How could he capture men with this appearance? ! Annoying!
But these are not the most important things.
The sports car drove through the traffic light intersection and completely disappeared into the night. Not far away, at the back door of the large shopping mall "Colorful World", the security guard was stopping two men who suddenly rushed out of the mall and questioning them.
"Tell me, what are you doing? What are you doing in the mall in the middle of the night? Are you trying to steal something?" The security guard grabbed the collar of the man with glasses and stopped him from leaving. "If you can't explain clearly, I'll call the police immediately!"
The man with glasses held the security guard's wrist and said, "Let go, sir, please let go first. We are not thieves. We are employees of the mall. We are busy sorting out the inventory and that's why we are late."
"You must be kidding!" The security guard's spit splashed on the other person's glasses. "I checked every floor before locking the door. Every store was closed. How could anyone be sorting out inventory? Can you explain it clearly? If not, I'll call the police."
Another man helped explain: "No, no, sir, it's like this, we were actually going to the toilet, we stayed here too long because we had a stomachache today, we're really sorry, please let us go, we'll leave right away!"
Man with glasses: "Ah, yes, yes, yes!"
Security guard: "One moment you're an employee, the next you're sick. You never tell the truth. I'm calling now. Don't even think about running away!"
The man with glasses exchanged a look with his colleague, and together they pushed the security guard down and ran away. The security guard got up and chased them, but unfortunately he sprained his waist and couldn't catch up, so he let them run away.
When they were far away, the man raised his hand and slapped the man with glasses, making his glasses crooked. He said angrily: "Look at what you have done. Now he has run away. How are we going to explain to the boss? He might even skin us both alive!"
The man with glasses said timidly: "Then, what should we do?"
"What can we do? Hurry up and report!"
.......
Jiang Ling was examined at the veterinary hospital. Apart from some skin injuries and malnutrition, everything else was fine.
"Okay, I'm glad you're okay," Fu Zhan flicked the Bichon Frise's head. Jiang Ling woofed and looked at the man sideways. If you're okay, then it's okay. Why bother touching him?
After leaving the hospital, Fu Zhan was in a dilemma. Where should he send the puppy?
"Are you a stray dog? Or have you been abandoned?" The car door was open, and Fu Zhan was sitting in the driver's seat in a casual manner, with one long leg outside the car and one leg inside the car with the knee bent. He put Jiang Ling on his knees and scratched Jiang Ling's chin. Suddenly, his fingertips hooked something, and he pulled it gently. It was a thin nylon rope, which was invisible because it was blocked by the Bichon Frise's curly hair.
He searched around Jiang Ling's neck and pulled out a fingernail-sized piece of wood: "Is this a dog tag?"
There was no name or phone number on the small piece of wood, only three numbers: 096.
"096? Cornet?" Fu Zhan touched his chin.
Jiang Ling thought for a moment and said, "It's probably the laboratory number."
In short, the things that laboratory researches are definitely not good!
"Got it!" Fu Zhan said suddenly. He took out his cell phone and called his eldest brother. The call went through after a while.
Fu Chen was watching TV with Song Xingqi in the living room. Xingqi kept fiddling with the remote control. He didn't like modern dramas, costume dramas, or variety shows, but he just wanted to fiddle with the remote control. He was struggling to find a channel when he received a call and said solemnly, "What's the matter?"
"Brother, have you ever thought about this? Raising one dog is raising a dog, and raising two dogs is also raising a dog, so why not raise another one? It can also keep you company during the week."
“No.”
"Why?!" Fu Zhan was puzzled.
“Isn’t it enough that the family is full of singles?”
Fu Chen hung up after he finished speaking.
Fu Zhan: “….”
After two minutes of silence, he called his second brother again: "Second brother, do you envy your eldest brother for having such a smart dog that can understand human language?"
Fu Yu blocked her words: "I'm not envious."
"Tsk, don't be so heartless," Fu Zhan held the two front paws of the Bichon Frise in one hand. The Bichon Frise stood upright on his knees and looked at the road signs outside the car. He shook the little paw in his hand and said, "I have a puppy here. Do you want me to give it to you to raise?"
Fu Yu: "Get lost."
Fu Zhan: “.........”
Absolutely.
"Look, no one wants the dirty little dog," Fu Yu threw away his phone and quickly thought of somewhere else. He closed the car door, put Jiang Ling back in the passenger seat, stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the nearby pet shop. He remembered that many pet shops offered foster care. In short, he didn't have the time to raise a pet, but he had plenty of money.
The pet shop was about to close, but after learning that the dog was being rescued, the girl turned on all the lights in the shop again, picked up the Bichon Frise, fed it some food and water, and said with a smile, "The dog is still quite healthy, but it feels a little thin. It just needs to eat more in the future. But it's a stray dog. If you want to foster it while looking for a new owner for it, you must get an immunization certificate for it, which means it must be vaccinated against rabies. It's better to get a registration book for other vaccines, so that it will be easier to be adopted."
"Can your store handle it for us?" Fu Zhan asked.
"Sure, these stores can help," the girl said, "but can I pay the fee now?"
"Of course," Fu Zhan looked into the girl's eyes and gave a charming smile.
The man who can turn the derogatory word "playboy" into a nickname and is sought after by the women in Xinhai City is not only wealthy, but also handsome. His gestures naturally reveal three parts of unruly and three parts of elegance, which gives the girls a naughty feeling and makes their hearts beat. The girl blushed slightly: "Then, let me show you the bill."
"Okay," Fu Zhan leaned loosely against the boss's desk and folded his arms lazily.
Jiang Ling looked at the girl, who was obviously from a good family. Then he looked at Fu Zhan, who was an expert in the love field and had experienced many things.
Wang Ang!
He yelled at Fu Zhan.
Fu Zhan lifted his chin and asked, "What?"
"Nothing, I just think you deserve the reputation for what you have," Jiang Ling said lightly.
Dogs can understand human language, but humans cannot understand dog language. Fu Zhan pinched his little ears again and smiled faintly. When he was about to pay, Jiang Ling jumped into the air. He thanked Fu Zhan for taking him to the hospital and bringing him to the pet shop for foster care. Now that he had eaten, drunk and rested, he had important things to do, so he couldn't stay.
The store door is not far away, all you have to do is rush out as soon as you land.
Pop.
Fu Zhan caught him with one hand.
Jiang Ling: :-)
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