The last time the doctor was ready to leave the palace, she was dragged into the Bituo Palace by the servant of the Princess Te. When he saw the wound was tired and dying, the doctor took a breath of cool air.
At first glance, this injury is caused by being beaten. There is no intact fur all over the body. The ears are open for a large mouth. If the hearing is affected, you must still wake up to know. The nails of the four claws fall off, the flesh is blurred, and the size of the tailbone is broken... Less than three injuries were sustained in two months, one more serious than the other. Is this puppy more than fatal? It's a curse!
Tai Doctor carefully cut Po's skin, applied medicine to his wounds everywhere, his heart shouted.
The fingertips came to Po's nostrils. Meng Sangyu's face was pale and asked, “Doctor, how is Po? ”
“Going back to her mother, Po has 37 traumatic injuries all over his body, his coccyx is completely broken, whether his hearing and sense of smell are impaired is not currently visible, you have to wait for him to wake up and try one or two yourself, such as clapping in his ear, placing food under his nose, etc., and another internal injury is in his abdomen, it takes half a month of soup medicine to regulate.” While reporting the injuries, the Tai Doctor wrote down the prescription and gave it to the attendant's eunuch to grab the medicine.
Monsanto Elm's face got whiter and whiter, and he actually had a cold sweat on his head when he sent the doctor away. If you go half an hour late, Po will surely die! Lifting the cotton duvet over Abel, she saw him covered in bluish purple, small and large scars. Her expression was bright and she felt a continuous tingle spread from the bottom of her heart to her whole body for a while. It's just a dog. Why is it so hard?
Zhou Wudi woke up at this time. His forepaws bounced slightly, slowly opening his eyes. There was a small wound on his eyelid, and he felt painful when he moved. Zhou Wudi couldn't help but groan.
When she heard this faint humming, Monsanto Elm held her breath and stared at the little thing in the willow basket without blinking. She saw that the little thing was definitely awake. First she relieved herself and then quickly darkened her face.
“Son of a bitch, you're finally awake!” Monsanto Elm suddenly re-tapped the table and surprised Bishui and others. Po, lying in a willow basket, trembled.
Good, my hearing is not affected! Monsanto Elm's tight heart strings relaxed slightly and quickly changed his harsher expression. He scolded, "Did you know you almost died outside today? What do I usually teach you? How many times have I told you not to run, not to run! You always don't listen! Gotta learn a lesson, huh? The darkness and obscenity in this palace is unimaginable! Being flooded, stoned, pedaled, none of this counts, and even worse! Some perverts love to cook you little animals. They lift you up, they fall, they shave you all over your hair, they break your limbs, they cut off your ears and tails, and when you turn into a dog stick, they cut you in half, and then they pull your bowels out around your necks! Do you want to die like this? I don't care about you anymore, you run wherever you want! ”
While she reprimanded the slapping of the table, others such as Bishui beside her had long been rendered pale and disgusting by her detailed description. Oh, my God. Where did Mother and I know all this stuff? It's horrible! What an evil stick!
Zhou Wudi looked silly at Meng Sang Yu's angry face and echoed in her ear the intimidation of her most disgusting thing. For some reason, not only did she not feel that she was despicable, she thought that her elves were cute to the extreme.
It's good to see this woman again! Zhou Wudi wanted to laugh and shake his tail. When his body moved, he pulled a torn heart and lungs. His tail was broken and now he is wrapped into a cane.
“Ma'am, stop cursing, Po is crying!” Sister Feng said, pointing to the tears that kept flowing in the corner of Po's eyes.
It's a physiological reaction caused by pain, unfortunately Meng Mung Elm doesn't know. Seeing Po lift his little head slightly, the grapey black eyeballs looked at himself. Inside, he couldn't see the bottom of the love and dependence. Teardrops hung from his eyes. The small figure pitied the extreme point. When his heart felt soft, it collapsed.
“Little bastard, why are you crying? Remember this lesson, then run away, see if I don't break your legs!” Monsanto Elm raised his hands and clapped, but when he fell, he gently wiped the tears off Po's eyes. I can't tell you how cute this colour is.
Zhou Wudi hey laughed, but he made a grunting noise, containing a woman's finger, couldn't let go for half a day.
“Looks hungry. Yin Cui, bring Po's porridge. I'll feed it to him.” Monsanto Elm helps his forehead, waves to Yin Cui with weakness. Having a dog is like having a child. You have to worry about it all the time!
Silver Cui bent his knees and quickly served a bowl of very sticky chicken porridge. Monsanto Elm first padded a cotton cloth under Abao's neck, then scooped a spoon of porridge and blew patiently, carefully sending it to Abao's mouth.