Grandma Gao accompanied them, her face marked by guilt. "After you left, Big Yellow refused to eat from that day on. Later, he even started crying, lying there and frothing at the mouth. I quickly had someone take him to the animal hospital. But when we arrived, he became aggressive with the strangers, and no one dared to approach him. The doctors could only sedate him for the examination."
She continued, her voice trembling, "The doctor said it seemed like he had given up on himself. It wasn't that he was sick and lost his appetite; he just didn't want to eat or drink. He's very sad, and there's a chance he might not pull through. I'm so sorry…"
Grandma Gao had also grown fond of Big Yellow and had hoped for his recovery. Ever since he was taken to the hospital, she had visited him daily, wishing and praying for him to get better.
But with each passing day, Big Yellow's condition seemed to worsen. The doctors kept telling her there was little hope left.
