"Xiaolin, what happened? If you're free, you can come work with me, can't you? I can arrange some tasks for you. If you're unhappy about something, you can bring it up, we'll do our best to meet your needs. However, you can't mess with those innocent pigs, right? You should know that the families in the base have been waiting for these pigs for the New Year celebrations. Look, they're now all sick with a cold. If they die, what will happen to these pigs? What will everyone have for the New Year?" barked the Commander's wife, who was also the head of the Logistics Department, anxiously.
Looking at the worries on their faces, Lin Xiangwan was genuinely remorseful. "I apologize, I had no idea it would be this devastating. I've read some information online which suggested that bathing pigs can help them grow, even in winter, and it can also enhance their immunity against viruses!"
