The cat couldn't even scream anymore. It struggled, but Hedges didn't even look at it. "Alright, give us more nutrition money… To be honest, I don't even want to take it. 180 milliliters is really too much. Our cat is also a treasure. Sigh, I can understand you. After all, the pet is in danger, we'll help if we can…"
After hanging up, Hedges looked at the cat at his feet. 180 milliliters. The cat could die, but it didn't matter. Cats with this blood type were rare, and the other party was willing to pay more. They could earn 10,000 yuan with one order.
"So be it. At most, when we go out to save the stray cats in two days, we'll catch a few more!" Hedges muttered to himself and slapped the cat under his feet again. "Be quiet!"
