Unlike the cat who had hit his head against the wall, the pastoral dog's injury was quite serious.
"I've attended to the wounds." The vet stood up after bandaging the dog, looking quite concerned. "But that's not enough. He needs regular follow-up."
After he briefed them on things to take note of, the vet left. Out of courtesy, Fu Sichen had Wang Youquan escort the vet out.
There was only a human, a cat, a dog and a bird remaining in the living room.
While filming War of the Pets, the Persian cat had made a few friends among the pets. He couldn't help it, the filming took place over a number of days.
But now?
He had been out for only a few hours, why did his Persian cat bring home so many strange animals?
"Speak." Fu Sichen sat himself down on the sofa and stretched his arm along the top of the backrest. It was hard to tell if he was smiling. "What was that all about?"
