sinovels Chapter 25 Chapter 25
Chapter 25 Chapter 25
Why do the birds goonsinging?
Why do the birds still sing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Why do the stars shine in the sky?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
Itended when I lost your love...
when i lost your love...
A melodious female voice sounded outside the store, and was swept by the refreshing autumn wind in Zhongcheng, and sent to the Yangyue Pet Clinic. Zhou Shuyang hummed softly with the singing, rushing in and out.
The next door to the clinic is a hairdressing and styling shop. There is a small black speaker hanging at the door, playing all kinds of popular music from morning till night.
Situ Yue couldn't understand this kind of behavior of soliciting business. The guests came here for the service and quality. What does it have to do with whether it is lively or not?
Why do many shops like to play music outside, it is simply noise pollution.
"Oh, you don't understand, this is called gathering popularity." Zhou Shuyang said, "Many businessmen believe in this, and business will prosper if there is popularity."
When Situ Yue expressed his dissatisfaction to him, Zhou Shuyang said so, Situ Yue couldn't laugh or cry, and could only accept this illogical explanation.
Recently, the owner of this barbershop fell in love with an old English song "The End of World" for some unknown reason, and he played it on a loop all day, ten hours without a break.
Situ Yue's ears almost grew calluses, but Zhou Shuyang liked it very much. After a long time, he even memorized most of the lyrics.
Fortunately, the song was melodious, and the boss's voice was not too loud, otherwise Situ Yue would definitely call the city management to complain.
Zhou Shuyang entered the consultation room, sat down, and started playing with his mobile phone, humming without stopping. Situ Yue looked at his eyebrows in a daze, got up after a while, closed the door, and stood beside him.
"What are you doing, sir?" Zhou Shuyang finally noticed something, and looked at him puzzled.
Situ Yue rubbed his hair and said with a smile, "You sing very well."
"That's right, don't touch my head!" Zhou Shuyang avoided Situ Yue's hand and said triumphantly, "I also participated in the campus singer competition when I was in college, and won No.2."
"Oh? So powerful?" Situ Yue bowed, kissed his face, and said, "From now on, sing for me when I go to bed at night, so that I won't suffer from insomnia."
"You thought it was a lullaby!" Zhou Shuyang mocked while playing with his mobile phone, "Singing to lull you to sleep? Then you have to call me Dad."
"Tsk..." Situ Yue slapped him, with a hard smile on his face, and reprimanded: "Why do you always talk like this, you are not serious."
"You don't understand, this is bohemian." Zhou Shuyang said disapprovingly, "Little Lings like it, and it's a habit formed after staying with them for a long time."
Situ Yue frowned slightly, and was about to "punish" this bastard, at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Wang Yuanyuan shouted, "Boss, there are patients for treatment."
Situ Yue got up immediately, straightened his pants, went to open the door, and saw a man and a woman standing in the hall, who seemed to be husband and wife, and the woman was holding a dog in her arms.
The dog is a chihuahua, and it looks very old by visual inspection. Both men and women look about 40 years old, and they are all well-dressed. They should be in good economic conditions.
Their expressions were a little heavy, but they were not in a hurry. They entered the consultation room, and followed Situ Yue's instructions, and put the dog on the treatment table.
"What's wrong with it?" Situ Yue began to ask the doctor, while preparing the equipment for the first diagnosis.
"The situation is not very good, doctor." The woman's voice was faintly sad, but she said calmly: "I haven't eaten much for a week, I only drink water, my legs and feet are weak, and my energy is not enough."
Situ Yue looked at the dog's gums and eyelids, listened to the heartbeat, and then gently inserted the thermometer into its anus.
While waiting, Situ Yue said: "This dog should be quite old, how old is it?"
"15 years old," the woman replied.
Situ Yue: "Are vaccines produced every year?"
Woman: "Do it every year, sextuples and rabies."
"What about deworming?" Situ Yue asked again.
"Once a month, I use the Freon dog Xinbao." The woman said, "I usually eat imported dog food, and then feed some meat appropriately. I rarely eat snacks, and I eat fruit every day..."
The woman is well-bred and speaks in an orderly manner. Situ Yue guessed that she should have a good job, and she might even be a high-level executive in a certain company.
Situ Yue likes to deal with this kind of customers very much. They are often more sensible, narrate clearly, accept quickly, and make decisive decisions. They can save a lot of energy in the communication process.
When the test time came, Situ Yue took out the thermometer, first checked the feces stained on it, the color and condition were normal, and then checked the body temperature, which was also normal, and the sick dog did not have a fever.
There was no diarrhea, no fever, and it didn't look like a virus infection, but the dog was indeed terminally ill, and when contacted with anemia in the mouth and eyelids, and irregular heartbeat, Situ Yue's heart sank.
"Let's do a biochemical test," he said.
"Okay, let's do it." The woman said concisely, without asking the price.
Situ Yue still told them about the cost of biochemistry. After all, the inspection fee of [-] yuan is not acceptable to everyone. After listening to the woman, she still nodded and said: "Yes, let's do it."
Situ Yue fetched the syringe and iodophor, and asked, "What's the dog's name?"
"It's called Xiao Q." The woman said softly.
Situ Yue hummed, bound the sick dog's right forelimb with a rubber band, found the veins, applied iodine to disinfect them, and said softly: "Little Q, be good, it will be fine soon." Saying this, he quickly inserted the needle, and Xiao Q He hummed lightly, without struggling.
Ten minutes later, the biochemical results came out. Situ Yue took a closer look, handed it to the woman, and said in a deep voice, "The white blood cells are normal, which means that there is no problem with its immune system, and it is not a viral disease, but the indicators such as red blood cells and platelets are seriously low. .”
"What does that mean?" the woman asked.
Situ Yue pondered for a moment, although he couldn't bear it in his heart, he still told the truth: "Xiao Q is too old, it should be due to the failure of multiple organs."
Hearing this, the woman's eyes turned red, and the man immediately hugged her shoulder, squeezed it lightly, and said, "Ah Qing, don't cry."
The woman sniffled, held back her tears, and said in a low voice, "Doctor, is Xiao Q...it's time?"
When Situ was silent for a while, he replied: "It looks like it should be now."
"Is there any hope?" the woman asked.
Situ thought about it more, and said, "You can try to give it a blood transfusion. Its red blood cells and platelets are too low now, and the nutrient solution alone may not have any effect."
Woman: "Can I lose today?"
"Should be no problem." Situ Yue said, "I know a dog farm here, and their large dogs can provide blood, but the cost is not low. Counting the purchase of blood, round-trip fees, etc., it costs 1000 yuan a time."
"The cost doesn't matter." The woman said, "Then let's start today."
After the couple paid the fee, Situ Yue first tested Xiao Q's blood type, then called the owner of the dog farm he knew, and Zhou Shuyang drove to the dog farm dozens of kilometers away to collect blood.
Several people waited for a full two hours, Zhou Shuyang rushed back with a fresh [-]ml of blood, Situ Yue tied the infusion needle for Xiao Q, and the husband and wife sat aside, silently accompanying.
"The blood transfusion should be done very slowly, it will take about three hours." In the infusion room, Situ Yue said, "If you can't get away from work, you can leave Xiao Q here and come pick him up after get off work."
"No need." The woman said softly, "I want to be here with it."
Situ Yue nodded and glanced at her husband. The man smiled and explained, "We start our own business, and we have free time. My wife is afraid of Xiao Q, so she will stay here for a few days."
Situ Yue understood, left the infusion room without saying anything, and closed the door gently.
The infusion room was silent for a while, the man sat aside, the woman kept stroking Xiao Q's head, and said softly, "You will definitely get better."
From this day on, every afternoon, the couple brought Xiao Q for blood transfusion on time, and Zhou Shuyang shouldered the heavy responsibility of blood collection, shuttled between the clinic and the dog farm, and worked hard without complaint.
After continuous blood transfusions, Xiao Q's condition improved a lot. He could stand up and walk, and he was willing to eat. Although blood transfusions for dogs have miraculous effects, they should not exceed five days. So after the fifth blood transfusion, Situ Yue explained clearly to the couple, After writing the doctor's order, the two took Xiao Q and left.
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Qin Qing and Wu Ji took Xiao Q back home and put Xiao Q in the soft kennel. Little Q was still a little weak, Qin Qing didn't want to leave her sight, Wu Ji comforted her for a moment, and went to the kitchen to cook .
Touching Xiao Q's thin and withered back hair, Qin Qing felt sad for a while. Life and death were things she never dared to think about. Whether it was people or pets, they felt very far away from her.
However, time flies, Little Q grows from an ignorant puppy to a beautiful little cutie, and as he ages, he becomes less lively and active, the color of the fur on his face becomes lighter and lighter, and the circles around his eyes even start to turn white , the bright black eyes were also covered with a layer of white mist.
Qin Qing knew that Xiao Q was getting old, and one day, it would leave her.
Qin Qing hugged Xiao Q in his arms and closed his eyes. The past was like a locked diary when he was a teenager, slowly turning and opening with the gears of memories.
Fifteen years ago, in the community Qin Qing rented, an aunt picked up a discarded puppy and asked her neighbors who wanted to raise it.
At that time, Qin Qing had just graduated and was wandering alone in Zhongcheng, with a monthly salary of only 2000 yuan. After paying the rent of [-] yuan, the rest was barely enough to make ends meet.
She once stood in front of the yogurt counter in the supermarket, looked at the seven yuan big fruit, hesitated, and finally gave up the idea of buying.
A large fruit is her living expenses for half a day, and Qin Qing consciously cannot afford it.
In order to save money, she bought cheap rotten apples and half-price vegetables in the supermarket when it was about to close, and lived a frugal life.
But she never felt hard, after all, she is still very young, as long as she is willing to work hard, regardless of temporary gains and losses, she firmly believes that she will be able to stand out in the future.
At that time, Qin Qing was active and motivated in his work, never cared about overtime, devoted himself to learning skills, and his conscientious and diligent attitude was appreciated by his boss. He was promoted to the manager of the marketing department after only two years in the job, and he also had several apprentices under him.
But in life, Qin Qing is lonely, her parents are not around, and she is working alone in a foreign country. Every night, the young girl always longs for a companion.
Under such circumstances, Qin Qing, who likes small animals, asked Xiao Q to come over, and since then, Xiao Q has become her relative.
She moved with Xiao Q many times, and lived alone with a dog. Xiao Q is a male chihuahua string.
Qin Qing also loves Xiao Q very much. Even if he is reluctant to eat and drink, he still wants to buy the best dog food and the most comfortable dog bed for Xiao Q. There are more than a dozen toys for Xiao Q, all of which have been washed dry clean.
If there is one thing that Qin Qing feels sorry for Xiao Q the most, it is that she once sent Xiao Q to a friend's house for several days.
Qin Qing still vaguely remembered that when the landlord at the time found out that she had a dog, he ordered her to send the dog away on the grounds that she had not informed in advance, or to find another house immediately.
Qin Qing didn't make any excuses. After all, she was the one who made the mistake first. She just begged the other party to be tolerant, and when she found a new rental house, she moved out with Xiao Q.
But was ruthlessly rejected by the landlord.
Qin Qing had no choice but to send Xiao Q to a friend to raise him first, and he planned to find a house immediately and reunite with Xiao Q as soon as possible.
It was a hot summer evening. Qin Qing got into the taxi and sat in the back seat. He saw Xiao Q tied to a dog leash, and watched her leave with a look of disbelief.
The taxi drove away slowly, Xiao Q became agitated and began to cry miserably, Qin Qing's tears burst down, the car drove farther and farther, Xiao Q finally shrunk into a black spot, tears blurred Qin Qing's face.
At this moment, Xiao Q suddenly struggled to break free from the shackles, dragged a long dog rope, and chased after the taxi desperately, and his friends hurriedly followed behind.
Qin Qing will never forget that moment.
Under the blood-red setting sun, Little Q is like an abandoned child, running desperately. It has never run so fast, as if its god is carried on that taxi.
Qin Qing burst into tears, the taxi driver was taken aback, and immediately saw Xiao Q's tiny body from the rearview mirror.
"Stop, master!" Qin Qing cried.
The taxi driver sighed, stepped on the brakes, turned the steering wheel to the side, and stopped slowly. Qin Qing pushed the door out and ran towards Xiao Q staggeringly.
Xiao Q finally caught up with Qin Qing, threw herself into her arms, and whimpered sadly. The corners of his eyes were soaked with tears. Qin Qing couldn't help crying while holding it, feeling extremely guilty.
"I'm sorry, little Q, I'm sorry!" she cried bitterly.
The author has something to say: the next episode will be tomorrow.