Matcha groaned at Diana's answer and held his hand to the chest. "Pain! Ah! The toxin is attacking my heart."
Old Cat glared at Diana as he typed furiously on the cell phone that said, "How could you say such things to Sir George? He is dying."
"Yes, I agree."
"Matcha suffered a serious injury in order to protect Zhao Yao."
"Have more tact even if you are unwilling."
Diana turned her head out of guilt and kept quiet.
Matcha waved and said feebly, "Do not blame Diana. The fact that she doesn't want to sleep with a dying cat is perfectly normal. I am experiencing excruciating pain in my vital organs so I am unable to sleep with her. I am overestimating myself."
The cats gazed at Matcha with concern as he lay down slowly. "Let me have my final moments on this throne."
Meow! Looking at Matcha's pitiful state, all the cats purred in grief.
