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Shuoyu was lying on a big rock basking in the sun. According to him, this was to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and moon. No one knew how he got such a big rock, but when Meng Fanle and the others opened their eyes, they already saw him lying on the big rock.
From the veterinarian's room came the sound of Meng Fanle slaughtering a pig. The cripple was treating his rotten leg. He had no money and could only choose a veterinarian. The veterinarian told him that he needed surgery on his leg, otherwise he would become a high-level paraplegic, which meant that his leg would have to be sawed off.
"Don't scream, don't scream, even when giving birth, you don't scream like that."
"Your uncle's veterinarian—!"
In the middle of the yard, Shuo Yu listened to Meng Fanle's screams and thought about the plot that he had long forgotten. The only thing he remembered about this trip to Myanmar was that this group of cannon fodder would meet their "captain".
Maodou curled up into a circle and lay on Shuoyu's belly. The spiritual energy that emanated from Shuoyu's body was very attractive to small animals like Maodou.
So the cannon fodder scum can occasionally enjoy the unique scenery of a man and a cat sleeping on a big rock.
When Meng Fanle stumbled out of the veterinary door, he took out the matchbox from his pocket. The matchsticks inside had already soaked his hands, but he always had a box of matches in his pocket that he could never light.
He thought about what the veterinarian had just told him. The richest person he knew was Milong, but he wouldn't even think about borrowing from him. He would be beaten, and beaten badly, just like the last time Shuoyu went out to "beg" and "cheat", and Li Wula stole Milong's watermelon and was thrown down from a height of several meters.
But in this case, he would have to go to the most decent person among the group, Shuo Yu, to borrow money. He was embarrassed, but he wanted to save his legs.
He approached the man and cat lying on the big rock with a very hesitant look. Maodou looked at him with his fur raised. He and Maodou stared at each other for a long time. Just when Meng was annoyed and was about to give up, Shuoyu turned over and lay on his stomach to look at his dirty face.
"What are you doing, are you annoying?"
Shuo Yu is one of the few people who doesn't care about Meng Fanle and calls him Fanla, but Meng Fanle is not grateful to him because when he calls his name, he always feels that it is over.
"Young Master, Young Master wants to..."
Shuo Yu looked at him. This was one of the few times when Meng Fanle came to talk to him. Normally, even if he glanced at him, he would turn his head away.
Maodou came to the top of Shuoyu's head at this time and sat there obediently. The man and the cat just looked at Meng, who looked like a mouse that had turned into a spirit and always had a shriveled and awkward look. They were really annoyed.
Last night, Shuo Yu robbed Mr. Zhu Sanye's treasury and his head, so he didn't go out to walk around the streets today, but basked in the sun here. The sun was surprisingly good today, so he waited patiently for Meng Fanle's next words.
Until I saw the box of matches in his hand, I raised my eyebrows.
"Young Master has a box of matches."
Because of the strict education from his father since childhood, Meng Fanle always maintained his ridiculous self-esteem in some special little things. He shook the box of matches with his hands.
"I know. You almost crushed the matchbox."
The sun shone on Shuoyu's back, making him feel warm and comfortable. He half-opened his eyes and responded to Meng Fanle, and even had time to stretch.
"Meow~" Maodou nodded seriously.
"My young master's leg is lame, but I want to keep it."
"so what?"
"So, so... Young Master wants..."
A veterinarian who was passing by finally couldn't bear it anymore and helped him. He pointed at his leg and said to Shuoyu,
"If his leg is not treated, it will be completely rotten and will have to be amputated. Qi Mazi from the East Market has sulfamethoxazole and he wants to borrow money from you to buy it." The veterinarian left after saying this.
Meng Fanle sat on the ground like a deflated ball, lowering his head and not daring to look at Shuoyu. He was not sure whether Shuoyu would lend it to him. After all, it was a huge sum of money for a group of people who were living on the edge of life. Moreover, Shuoyu knew that he hated him.
They both understood each other tacitly.
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