It's injured
It's White Wolf. Meng Zhen knew she wouldn't be mistaken!
The alley was narrow and long, the sunlight had been cut off and spilled in, the white wolf rushed into the beam of light, its pure white body merged with the strong light, as if it had disappeared. But the cicada knew that it was just an illusion - because along the stone road all the way forward, there were actually bloodstains dripping all over!
Just as the strong light was about to fade away, the blood was still dripping!
"Are you hurt?" Meng Chui shouted loudly, "Then you shouldn't be running even more. Trust me, I won't harm you, let me take you to get treated, okay?"
The pheasant was held by Mochen, step by step approaching the white wolf. The pheasant wouldn't take it anymore and let out a heart-wrenching scream. Its claws were about to rip off all of Mochen's hair. Mochen slapped its head, "Make another move, believe me or not, I'll castrate you with my bare hands!"
The magpie took a deep breath, as if it was going to faint.
The intense light dissipated, as if a faint hum had sounded. Mo Xian raised her eyes to look over and saw a pure white figure slowly emerging from the beam of light. At this moment, its entire body seemed to be made of white fur that was woven like white gold, and with just one movement, it would radiate countless brilliant lights.
Not to mention the cicada, even the magpie that had been making a ruckus also quieted down, turning its cat-like eyes to stare at the white wolf, holding its breath in concentration.
After a moment of dizziness, she hastily threw away the pheasant and rushed over to check on the white wolf's injuries - it was really strange that she wasn't afraid it might hurt her.
Its hind legs and two ribs all have wounds, with blood flowing. Mo Xian endured the pain, parted its long hair, and saw that those wounds were irregular, making it extremely difficult to heal and stop bleeding on its own.
The cicada was shocked and couldn't help but slap the magpie, "You wicked bird, did you do it?"
The magpie stared at the cicada, jumping up and down in sorrow and anger. But the white wolf let out a disdainful hum, its icy blue eyes gliding over the magpie with disdain, then raised high. The implication was as if to say: With that cat, is it possible?
"Come on, I'll take you to get treated."
That was a wounded male wolf after all, once it saw people it would go crazy and be unstoppable... There were no suitable tools nearby, so Mozhen could only take off his own belt to tie up the white wolf. The white wolf was very unhappy, turning its neck in resistance, being held by Mozhen's hand on the back of its head; it became anxious, opening its mouth as if to bite her hand, Mozhen slapped it on the forehead with a loud crack, "Want to die!"
Misty tied the white wolf with her own belt, holding a reluctant pigeon in her left arm, and returned to the pet hospital together. Guan Guan had already arrived earlier, let out a sharp cry and rushed over, hugging and kissing the pigeon; when she finally managed to look at the white wolf again, Guan Guan was so frightened that she jumped back several feet!
"Wolf! Wolf!"
The cicada brushed off its head, "You're wrong, it's a dog. A Husky."
"Impossible!" Guan Guan's face fell, "The difference between wolves and dogs, I can still tell them apart! Their forelimb length, ears, eyes, teeth, tail are all different!"
Her heart was pounding. The pass she had to get through wasn't just Guan Guan, later on she still had to face the veterinarian. If she couldn't even get past Guan Guan, how could she deceive an even more professional veterinarian?
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Thanks for the zongzi and the hundred flowers. See you this afternoon.

