Transmigrating into a 90’s Cat, I Want to Work for My Home Country

    On the main road leading to the south gate of Tongcheng Military Region Hospital, Li Aiguo walked to the Military Region Hospital with a spirited old man with his hands behind his back.

    Wu Jin, who is in his 70s, keeps his eyes and ears not deaf. He walks with a straight body and walks in slippers.

    For the third time, he pushed away Li Aiguo's hand that stretched out to help him, and the old man stared impatiently: "I can walk by myself! You have to help me and pretend to be filial? Then you wait another ten years. I'll go to bed and talk!"

    Li Aiguo: "…"

    "Uncle," he smiled, not having the pretence of a police captain, and cautiously urged the old man: "I'm not afraid that you will go too slowly, if you go later, the cat will catch a cold. It's gone. I don't make a trip for nothing, and I can't offer my diligence..."

    Wu Jinbao: "..." Where does this mental retardation come from? So, is he the tool that this **** used to brush his presence?

    Three deep lines wrinkled on his forehead, the old man waved Li Aiguo's hand away like a fly, and glanced at the nephew and son-in-law.

    Pi Dian Dian came to the door early this morning. Pouring tea and pouring water to show hospitality.

    See yourself a very important patient.

    The words were sincere, and when Mr. Wu saw that Li Aiguo was really anxious, he came out.

    After asking again and again, this guy was hesitant, and Mr. Wu was walking away from the hospital, only to realize that he was actually asked to treat cats...

    "It's hysterical, tell me directly, I can't be saved?!" Wu Jinbao has no problem with treating cats. His family has been traditional Chinese medicine for generations, and some prescriptions can cure animal.

    After his retirement, Mr. Wu likes to study intractable diseases. He also has two pets at home, and he treats it himself on weekdays.

    Li Aiguo knew this, and the old man respected and cared for life on weekdays, so he woke up very early and asked this great **** to go out.

    "Then go, how serious is the problem? What symptoms? Hurry up, don't delay!" Mr. Wu accelerated his pace, and Li Aiguo coughed: "It's very, very serious. The symptoms are..."

    Wu Jinbao: "What nonsense, say it!"

    Li Aiguo dared not lie to this eccentric old man, and answered honestly, "I have a cold."

    Wu Jinbao speeding up: "???"

    The old man turned and went home: "Play with me?!"

    "Hey, uncle! Listen to me, it's really important, I need its help!" Li Aiguo's expression was serious, Wu Jinbao hesitated to stop, Li Aiguo would not lie to him.

    Forget it, Mr. Wu still intends to see the cat that Li Aiguo takes so seriously.

    However, going a little slower.

    He is not in a hurry at all, Li Aiguo is in a hurry, especially afraid that the cat will be cured after taking medicine - how can he show the detachment's spirit of friendship?

    The cat eats, plays, and is served.

    Captain Li walked around the old man on the left and walked to the right - Thief Song, you hurt me!

    Yesterday, Song Bei just buried a hole for him, clearly guiding him in the opposite direction.

    This is good, I really offended the cat.

    Last night, Li Aiguo frequently stretched out his paws to hook up with cats, and Bai Xiaxiaquan could not see it.

    Captain Li is very sad.

    "Uncle," Li Aiguo wanted to help the old comrade who was better than him: "Let's go faster and give me a meritorious performance!"

    Wu Jinbao: “…”

    The forehead of the nephew and son-in-law is sweating, and the anxiety is not fake.

    Wu Jinbao is interested, the retired old man has no other hobbies on weekdays, teasing cats, walking dogs, raising a myna to bicker.

    I have seen many cats and dogs, and Wu Jinbao now keeps a retired military dog. The dog is well-trained and human, even if he is a little older, he is like an old man, and he does not like to move on weekdays.

    Wu Jinbao has never seen cats and dogs who are both human and intelligent.

    This... seems to be different, Wu Jinbao is interested: "This cat is very special? Is it so important to you?"

    To be able to call Li Aiguo in such a hurry, he almost took out his heart to show the cat.

    "It knows!" Captain Li: If I don't know, I'll be fine!

    Song Bei also has to help his old friend. The problem is... This cat's opinion is very important, Song Bei can't control it.

    And he is on the cat blacklist.

    The miserable group of Captain Li nodded: "Uncle, can I go home on time for lunch in the future, and watch Huijuan and the children. It depends on whether you can help me this time!"

    "..." Wu Jinbao kicked out: "Get out!"

    It's also on the line, and it's like a major event.

    Mr. Wu has a strong interest in the cat he has not yet met, "Okay, then let's go quickly."

    "No big deal. He is young and strong and has strong resilience. The doctor said that it will be fine if he takes more care of him."

    Li Aiguo answered smoothly, now Captain Li only has cats in his heart.

    He wanted to repair the relationship with a cat he had offended, worked hard to cooperate successfully, and tried to pry the corner!

    This is what matters!

    This idea, when the chief of the anti-narcotics department thanked him happily yesterday, penetrated deeply into Li Aiguo's heart like a budding tree - this cat is not only capable, but also a lucky star!

    Where to save. Catch where you go!

    Put it in the sub-bureau, even if you can't solve a big case, you can be a mascot! Besides, it's not even a mascot!

    Mr. Wu glanced at the condolences that Li Aiguo carried, and frowned: "What kind of mess did you buy? Why are they all for children?"

    "No box of milk, no supplements?" Mr. Wu took Li Aiguo's plastic bag and shook his face instantly: "You take these to see the patient?!"

    "It's a sick cat." Li Aiguo corrected, he didn't bring condolences to Xiao Qin at all.

    I often go to 212 these days, and Li Aiguo will bring fruit to eat from time to time, but it’s nothing if I don’t bring it once or twice.

    Mr. Wu twitched his face and shook the bag again, a little disbelieving: "All for cats?"

    "Yes." Li Aiguo said of course: "I specifically asked Comrade Xiao Lu to inquire about the cat's preferences and eating habits. I have carefully selected all of them. Trouble!"

    Li Aiguo attaches great importance to Bai Xiaxia, mainly because Song Bei said: "Listen to the cat's opinion and let her decide her own affairs."

    Li Aiguo will be busy in the early morning, otherwise, he will directly set things up with Song Bei.

    "..." Mr. Wu was speechless, this nephew and son-in-law showed the momentum of chasing after his nephew's daughter!

    No, was this guy so serious and careful in chasing his nephew's daughter back then? Wu Jinbao couldn't remember.

    "Uncle, why don't you speak?"

    Wu Jinbao: "What do you want me to say?"

    "You have experience in raising cats and dogs, so give me some advice."

    Wu Jinbao held Captain Li's shoulder and thought about it seriously, "Well, this cat is quite good at eating."

    "Good taste." Different brands, different types of snacks, and yogurt with different flavors.

    Thanks to Li Aiguo for remembering.

    Captain Li was a little disappointed, and took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket.

    On the white paper, there are various precautions. Li Aiguo reviewed it and silently told himself: "Success will only be reserved for those who are prepared."

    And he is ready! Fooling the cat, it's easy!

    "Uncle," Li Aiguo wanted to talk again, but Wu Jinbao was too lazy to listen, and quickly walked away from this sudden talkative guy: "Almost there, tell me about that cat. "

    He is more interested in cats.

    "There are so many cats in the world, what's different about this cat?"

    Wu Jinbao is a top medical practitioner in Tongcheng and an honorary president of several public hospitals.

    An expert in integrated Chinese and Western medicine, after retirement, he is often invited to give lectures in universities and hospitals.

     Mr. Wu brought out many outstanding students in Tongcheng, and the peach and plum are all over the world.

    To a certain extent, it can also be regarded as the backer of Li Aiguo. Over the years, Li Aiguo has rarely spoken to him. I didn't expect to invite him out for a cat.

    Wu Jinbao's mood, um, is quite complicated - my weight is to save the cat and brush the cat's favorability?

    This bastard!

    *

    In ward 212, veterinarian Dong was patiently chatting with Song Bei and Qin Xiao, telling some interesting things about treating cats and dogs.

    The assistant went to buy cold granules, and Li Aiguo led Mr. Wu to Ward 212 at this time.

    Captain Li returned to his serious and upright appearance, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

    Doctor Xiao Wang walked out of 209 with the medical record book, and happened to meet Li Aiguo.

    "Captain Li, came to see the Qin team again?" Xiao Wang greeted with a smile, his eyes turned on the spirited old man's face, vaguely feeling that the other party was familiar.

    "Dr. Wang, you are early."

    "Early. Are you here so early today? Captain Qin is recovering well, better than we expected." Dr. Wang's tone was light and his smile bright. The two chatted a few words, and Xiao Wang turned out of the corridor on the second floor and walked upstairs with the medical records in his arms.

    "The old man looks familiar, I must have seen him."

    "Where have you seen it? Why can't I remember it?"

    Xiao Wang walked back to the office with the medical record book in his hands, accidentally bumped into Director Hu, and the thick medical record fell to the ground, scaring Xiao Wang: "Hold, sorry! Director Hu, I didn't notice you just now..."

    Doctor Xiao Wang hurriedly went to pick up the medical record book, Director Hu frowned in disapproval, squatted down to help Xiao Wang pick up the scattered paper, packed it up and handed it to Xiao Wang. There was displeasure in his voice: "In a panic, it's like you've lost your soul. Who can you treat like this? What if something goes wrong?!"

    "Xiao Wang! You are an intern doctor, in the hospital, not a student! You are responsible for the safety of the patient's life, do you know that?!" Director Hu's tone was serious, and Xiao Wang grabbed his fingers At the corner of the medical record book, his face turned pale, and his lips wriggled: "No, Director Hu, I..."

    Doctor Hu took Xiao Wang's reaction as a sophistry, is he afraid of her scolding? The dissatisfaction was deeper, and the eyes were sharp: "Isn't it?"

    "How did I teach you?"

    In the corridor, doctors and patients occasionally passed by. Dr. Wang slumped his head and was trained, his face was flushed, and he wished he could find a crack to get in.

    She held the medical record tightly, bowed her head cowardly, and dared not explain.

    Director Hu glanced at the young doctors and nurses passing by, and said coldly, "It looks good?!"

    "You think you are better than her?"

    Young doctors are most afraid of Director Hu, who is resolute and eloquent.

    Deputy Chief Physician Liu Qi smiled and rounded up the field: "Cough, Lao Hu, your boss has a face, scaring the children."

    "Xiao Wang is serious and cautious in his work, and has never made a mistake."

    Xiao Wang lowered his head and stared at his toes, and responded in a low voice. Looking up, I saw the wall of honor placed across the corridor.

    The third old man on the left is kind and dignified, standing in front of the hospital building with his hands in his pockets, the red cross above his head is bright and eye-catching.

    It was the old man she just saw in Ward 212.

    "President Wu!" Xiao Wang was a graduate student and heard Wu Jinbao's lecture. After a face-to-face meeting just now, Xiao Wang didn't react for a while.

    Feeling Director Hu's dignified and indifferent gaze falling on his face again, Dr. Wang realized that she had lost his way, for fear that the director thought he was doing it on purpose, he quickly said, "I was in ward 212 just now. I saw Dean Wu outside."

    212? President Wu?

    "President Wu?" Director Hu frowned slightly. Is there a dean surnamed Wu in the courtyard? She thought of Qin Xiao. Could it be that Head Song felt that Qin Xiao's recovery was too slow, so he invited an expert to come over?

    No, it was right when I first entered the hospital.

    "Ward 212?"

    The young male doctor who was burying his head in the corner writing the medical records interjected: "I also bumped into a doctor in the 212 ward in the morning. He looked strange, not the doctor in our hospital."

    What does it mean? Director Hu was at a loss. She had a round of wards yesterday, and Qin Xiao's injuries were stable. Could it be that something went wrong this morning, why did Song Bei hurriedly invite two experts from outside?

    "I'll take a look!" Director Hu didn't care who Dean Wu was, and hurried downstairs.

    Invite an outside expert to see it, and don’t discuss it with yourself!

    In case something goes wrong... Director Hu's pace quickened, and Xiao Wang and the young doctor quickly chased after him.

    Ward 212.

    Master Wu put the medicine box on the bedside table with the back of his hand.

      Irrespective of people.

    I used the fur claws to hold down the toilet paper to wipe the nose, and the paper covered half of the cat's face.

    The cat had a bandage on its left paw and snorted with its mouth open.

    The toilet paper was blown up, and the cat was seriously ill, and looked like a pitiful little cat.

    The little guy was sitting alone by the window, far away from Song Bei and Qin Xiao.

    Bai Xiaxia is afraid of infecting them by herself. I don't know if cats can infect people.

    Stay far away to be safe.

    "Maomao, I'm here to condolence to you." Li Aiguo picked up the bag of snacks and shook it in front of Bai Xiaxia, who moved the bag impatiently.

    Turns her face, too lazy to pay attention to this idiot - the cat has a sore throat, stuffy nose, dizzy head, miserable, how can I have the mind to eat snacks!

    Get out of the way, get out of the way!

    I hate it.

    Bai Xia Xia couldn't pull the bag, and his claws swayed in the air in vain: "Meow~"

    Li Aiguo smiled at the cat, the Persian cat's face was drooping and wrinkled like a little old lady.

    The mouth twitched, and he flicked his tail to pat Li Aiguo's big face, and silently formed a group, aiming his **** at Li Aiguo.

    The cat's chin pressed down on the right paw, looking up at the sky with sorrow.

    After the rain, the sky in Tongcheng is as blue as wash.

     Mr. Wu put his hands behind his back and squeezed away Li Aiguo who was smiling stiffly.

    —This is the legendary Persian cat in the mouth of the nephew and son-in-law?

    A cat that understands human speech?

    His dog can understand a lot of commands, because of training. It's not that I can understand the old man's speech, but sometimes, people and animals have the same feelings. If you don't speak, you can still understand each other's meaning.

    Does this cat really understand human speech, or is it just very human?

     "President Wu, the veterinarian has seen it and it's fine. It's just a cold. I plan to take the children's cold granule."

    "Ah!"

    The Persian cat tilted its head, glanced up and down at Wu Jinbao with its bright round cat eyes, and patted the stool with its paws: "Look what look!"

    The old man had dark hair and deep wrinkles on his face telling Bai Xiaxia that he was not young.

    However, the eyes are still bright and clear.

    Bai Xiaxia guessed that it might be a retired old doctor or something? Otherwise, Li Aiguo would not have brought it here on purpose.

    But the problem is...she is now a cat, not a human!

    "Come on, I'll give you a pulse." Wu Jinbao thought the Persian cat was interesting.

    Yuanyangyan can speak, no need to do much, you can completely guess the meaning of the eyes.

    Smart and smart.

    Bai Xiaxia suspects that she has a problem with her ears: "Ha? What are you talking about, do you want to take my pulse?"

    The cat's face wrote incredible and sluggish, Wu Jinbao smiled.

    Drag across the stool and sit down, taking the initiative to pinch Bai Xiaxia's uninjured right paw, and her old hand pressed down on her forelimb.

    "Meow~" You, a barefoot doctor, also want to deceive the cat! Also give the cat a pulse, why don't you go to heaven?

    Bai Xiaxia tilted her head, her cat eyes stared at Wu Jinbao's face, her small eyes seemed to say: "You pretend! You continue to pretend! I see what you can do!"

    "Don't believe me?" Mr. Wu let go of Bai Xiaxia's right paw and gently held his left forelimb.

    After testing the temperature, the old man pinched Bai Xiaxia's ears, tore off the toilet paper the cat was covering his nose, and began to look, smell, and cut, and put his hands on the cat's hind legs.

    Veterin Dong waited with great interest, he had never seen Wu Jinbao but heard of the name of the old director Wu.

    Dong veterinarian, a top performer in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in Tongcheng, was still muttering in his heart, this Persian cat is really unusual and seems to have a very important status.

    It's just a cold, and even Dean Wu was invited.

    What's the deal? The one who saved the world in a previous life?

    "President Wu, can traditional Chinese medicine treat this cat for colds?" The old veterinarian is really curious. He has been a veterinarian for decades, and in recent years, his energy has been focused on the diseases of cats and dogs. In terms of healing, crossing the river by feeling the stones was very difficult.

    He treats cats and dogs with western medicine.

    Traditional Chinese medicine should be combined with reality, look, hear, ask, and know, the effect of medicine is slow, and it is impossible to treat cats and dogs in this way.

    "Not all diseases can be cured, some mild cases can be cured." After Wu Jinbao checked Bai Xiaxia, he patted the cat's head graciously: "Cold granules are for human use, some cats eat them It works, but some cats don't work if they eat it. I'll give you acupuncture and it will heal faster."

    The Persian cat retracts its claws.

    What? Acupuncture? give me a cat? !

    Stop kidding! You stab me to death all of a sudden, who am I going to talk to? !

    People have acupuncture points, they can identify them one by one, there is scientific basis, I am a cat, how do you identify acupuncture points? By imagination?

    A fool will believe you.

    Mr. Wu opened the medicine box and grabbed the acupuncture bag, his fingers paused, he took the lead in grabbing the bottom acupuncture bag and opened it slowly.

    Gold needles have different specifications, some thick and thin. The thicker the gold needle, the better the needle insertion. It is difficult to control the fine gold needle, which is a test of the ability of traditional Chinese medicine.

     Mr. Wu loves to study acupuncture in his spare time, not how to acupuncture people, but how to acupuncture animals.

    There are needles of different thicknesses and sizes. The set he took out was used for cattle the year before.

    The thickness...

    "Go away, let him go!"

    I took the initiative to put Qin Xiao's arm with his right paw and let him block him with his arm.

    The cat was buried in Qin Xiao's arms, buried in the warm embrace, revealing half of its round head.

    The claws clawed at the arm, revealing a little bit of hair. The cat stared at Wu Jinbao vigilantly, and bared his teeth at him: "I don't want him to have acupuncture!"

    The Persian cat leaned against Qin Xiao to find a sense of security.

    No way, Song Bei has already joined Wu Jinbao and is asking: "President Wu, how many needles do you need?"

    The veterinarian turned red with excitement and heard about acupuncture on animals for the first time.

    This time is really worth it, it will be an eye-opener!

    "President Wu, what is the difference between acupuncture and acupuncture for people? Can I help you and learn it?" The veterinarian was still a little embarrassed and asked, rubbing his hands together.

    Bai Xia Xia was in despair.

    I originally sent some hope to the old veterinarian - you are a veterinarian, you just let him toss me like this? !

    The cat was so nervous that her claws hugged Qin Xiao, not only that, but her two hind legs hugged together.

    Nima, this needle will make me bleed!

    "Meow~" The Persian cat scared the plane's ears and sneezed. There was clear snot hanging from the nose, the cat's face was wrinkled, and Qin Xiao was aggrieved and hugged tightly.

    "Don't be afraid..." Qin Xiao put his palm on Bai Xia Xiayuan's head and comforted it: "Grandpa Wu, don't scare her, she is cowardly and afraid of pain."

    "Give her another needle."

    As Qin Xiao spoke, he patted the back of the Persian cat's fried fur, smoothing her unkempt long hair.

    The young man lowered his voice slightly and explained slowly: "Grandpa Wu has been a doctor for decades. He can not only treat people, but also animals. He has saved many people and many animals."

    "Don't worry, it won't hurt."

    "Cat, after acupuncture, you won't have a runny nose." Song Bei said slowly, "Do you want to eat the snacks from Team Li?"

    Song Bei and Qin Xiao appease Bai Xiaxia, just like talking to someone, naturally.

    The veterinarian doesn't take it seriously. People who keep cats and dogs have this problem more or less. They talk to themselves to cats and dogs, whether the other party can understand or not.

    Wu Jinbao was keenly aware of the difference in attitude between Qin Xiao and Song Bei. They spoke very seriously without any perfunctory.

    Qin Xiao's explanation just now was also to tell the cat that he was an authoritative Chinese medicine doctor, not a barefoot doctor.

    Wu Jinbao heard a lot about this cat from Li Aiguo on the road. If it weren't for Li Aiguo's flat-faced speech, and he doesn't like to talk big or joke on weekdays, the old man almost slapped him out.

    —When I was a child, what about fairy tales? !

    After coming in, Wu Jinbao unconsciously observed the cat—it was different from the cats and dogs he had ever seen.

    "Really?" Bai Xiaxia hates cold and stuffy nose the most, and now her throat is still sore, and she missed tofu brain and tea eggs in the morning.

    What is the biggest punishment for a foodie? Watching so many delicious foods in front of you, you can't eat them.

    "You come out and let Grandpa Wu pierce it." Qin Xiao's voice was low again, and he never forcibly pulled Bai Xiaxia out, and touched her hair. , patiently persuade.

    Occasionally rubbing Bai Xiaxia's small flat ears, the Persian cat slowly sticks out its round head, and slowly, the whole small body lies on Qin Xiao's right arm.

    "Mi woo~" The cat stared straight at Wu Jinbao's thick needle.

    A low grunt sounded in the throat, as if complaining.

    Yes, Bai Xiaxia is complaining, this old man is charitable and kind, and his heart is darker than Song Tuan, scaring cats!

    The cat has a cold and runny nose, so pitiful, and scaring the cat!

    Wu Jinbao glanced at Qin Xiao, who was unconsciously soft, and smiled and changed the acupuncture package.

    "You hold it down later, don't move, I'll..."

    "Bang bang bang!" There was a loud knock on the door, Song Bei turned to open the door, Director Hu looked into the ward immediately: "Song Tuan, you invite experts to come, why not Let me know in advance?"

    "Director Hu? Why are you here?" Song Bei was very puzzled: "Do I need to tell you about this?"

    "Of course!" Director Hu nodded vigorously. Song Bei hadn't slowed down yet, but he was confused by Director Hu's hurried presence. My cat has a cold and a veterinarian is needed. Want to know you?

    After thinking about it, Song Bei thought it was the aftermath of Bai Xiaxia's troubles last time.

    Maybe the other party is worried that Bai Xiaxia has a cold and will affect Xiao Qin? Although Song Bei didn't know the specific situation, he still nodded: "Sorry, I will tell you next time."

    Director Hu looked at Qin Xiao first, his expression was as usual, his face was ruddy, and he was relieved.

    Turn his face around, Director Hu was facing Wu Jinbao's face, first stunned, and then showing an expression of surprise and surprise: "Mr. Wu, why are you here?"

    "Xiao Hu, I'm here to help." Wu Jinbao is a pioneer in the medical field of the older generation in Tongcheng. Many students, and also promote the hospital reform in Tongcheng.

    Now many of Wu Jinbao's students have become directors or even deans, and have grown into the backbone of the hospital in Tongcheng.

    Director Hu is one of them.

    She was an intern in Tongcheng Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and it was Wu Jinbao who took him. Director Hu has always respected the teacher very much. He never expected that the teacher would come in person, and the worries he raised were completely dissipated.

    I listened to Xiao Wang upstairs, Captain Song invited experts from outside.

    Director Hu is not happy. One is that Song Bei is questioning his own ability by doing such a thing.

    Secondly, Song Bei invited someone without telling her. I don't know what the level of foreign experts is. Even if Song Bei's character and position are there, Director Hu is afraid of accidents.

    Then hurried down.

    "It turns out that the expert invited by the Song Group is you!"

    Director Hu said hesitantly: "In terms of effect, Western medicine is more effective. Are you here to visit a doctor or..."

    Director Hu glanced at the veterinarian in the white coat out of the corner of his eyes. It was a little strange. She had never seen this doctor before, and he was also an expert?

    I muttered in my heart, Song Bei invited Dean Wu, what else would he ask others to do? See the scene?

    Wu Jinbao said two words to his former students, and he also muttered in his heart: Is this cat so lovable? !

    He just came to take a look, look, Hu Yun was in a hurry, and immediately ran down with the intern when he heard the movement.

    —It seems that Xiao Li is right, this cat is legendary. He still remembered that Hu Yun didn't like cats and dogs.

    Thinking of Bai Xiaxia's reaction, Wu Jinbao moved slightly, perhaps, this cat can help him.

    No, just wait.

    "I come for acupuncture and I can recover faster."

    Director Hu quietly backed away, and by the way instructed the intern who followed: "You should also take a look and learn more, it will be beneficial."

    Xiao Wang and the others silently took out their notebooks, although they didn't think they could be used, but the director said that if you study hard and look good, you have to show it.

    Director Hu waited and watched intently, Wu Jinbao took out the acupuncture bag with a smile: "Xiao Hu has been interested in acupuncture for the past two years?"

    Director Hu was stunned for a moment: "I have always been interested." In recent years in the military hospital, the theory of traditional Chinese medicine that I learned has almost been forgotten.

    She has always been interested in Chinese medicine.

    Veterin Dong widened his eyes and wanted to follow along.

    Song Bei touched his chin, vaguely feeling that something was wrong. If he really wanted to say what was wrong, he couldn't tell.

    Wu Jinbao held the acupuncture bag and walked to the bedside, Qin Xiao pressed the cat onto the bedside table.

    "Don't move in a while." Mr. Wu slowed down his tone, gentle and kind like the old man next door.

    Cat Words…

    "It's fine, I won't move." Qin Xiao responded.

    Director Hu's black question mark face: What the hell?

    Teacher talking to Captain Qin, how is it like coaxing a child?

    The next moment, Director Hu's eyes widened, and he saw Wu Jinbao holding the golden needle, holding the Persian cat's paw with his left hand closed, and slowly applying the needle.

    The object of acupuncture is not Qin Xiao, but a Persian cat!

    Director Hu: ? ? ? ! !

    "In the past, I asked you and me to learn to treat small animals too. You are impatient and not willing to learn, why, suddenly you are interested and want to learn?" Wu Jinbao was quite happy, " The lives of cats and dogs are also lives, and the lives of small animals are also difficult, and they can be cured if they can be cured.”

    "You mean it?"

    Director Hu's face was a little stiff, his smile cracked, and he replied dryly: "Yes... yes."

    Director Hu is roaring inwardly - who will tell her why the teacher worked so hard to go to the hospital to treat this cat with acupuncture? !

    Dignified Chinese doctor, you come to acupuncture the cat? !

    Director Hu's three views collapsed, and he couldn't react for a while: "Teacher, what's wrong with this cat?"

    "A little fever and cold." Wu Jinbao didn't look back.

    Director Hu: “…”

    Veterin Dong bent down, studied and observed carefully, asked various questions from time to time, and took notes to record.

    "President Wu, you are indeed a famous doctor, you are amazing!"

    Director Hu thought blankly: Yes! This cat is really powerful. It's just typhoid and a cold. The teacher took the initiative to come to the house for acupuncture.

    If you delay, will you be cured?