It's just a collision with the wall. Even if the collision is a bit hard, the animal's body functions are there. Once it hurts, it will be no big deal after the pain passes.
The veterinarian who was called in urgently was experienced and knew that there was a problem in a few seconds: "It's nothing serious, just rest and it will be fine tomorrow."
The veterinarian said it easily, closed the medicine cabinet, and even thought about it. But as soon as he raised his head, he met Fu Sichen's cold gaze, which frightened his heart and trembled violently, "Fu, Mr. Fu..."
Fu Sichen said expressionlessly: "He hit him hard."
"Huh? But, but..." But he is a cat. He is such a good veterinarian, but now he can't help but doubt himself.
Was he too hasty? Not professional enough? What's the reason
"This, this..." The pressure from Fu Sichen was really too much, and the veterinarian's heartbeat was so irregular that he began to talk nonsense, "It's true, the collision was really serious. I, I have to diagnose again."
Shudderingly, he opened the medical kit and the veterinarian took out the diagnostic instrument. This time he didn't dare to end it too early. After nearly five minutes, he cautiously said, "I have... some concussion. Just get an injection and take some medicine."
Generally speaking, if a cat has symptoms of concussion, it will basically be weak and limp. Can't stand, can't eat.
The veterinarian saw the bump on the Persian cat's head, but based on his understanding of pets, the cat's expression should only be in pain.
Definitely not a concussion.
When the word "injection" came out, the Persian cat's strong struggle proved that the veterinarian's guess was correct!
But Fu Sichen believed this inference.
He was worried so much that he felt that if some measures were not taken, the Persian cat's health would never be guaranteed.
The Persian cat in his arms was struggling fiercely. Fu Sichen wanted to hold it down, but he didn't dare to use too much force. He could only coax in a low voice: "Be good, just give it a shot and it will be fine."
Pei Zhen simply wanted to die: "I, the sun, are your second uncle!!!"
He just doesn't dare to take injections.
Everyone has something they are afraid of. It is normal for him to be afraid of getting on those sharp needles! I was afraid when I was a human, but I am still afraid when I become a cat.
Pei Zhen meowed fiercely and struggled vigorously. The veterinarian felt ashamed just looking at it. He wanted to go back to what he just said, "Actor Fu, your cat is really fine!"
"No injection?" Fu Sichen's tenderness was only given to the Persian cat. When the couple went to the veterinarian, it was as cold as a blizzard. "You gave the injection with your mouth?"
"Here, let's get ready." The veterinarian, who was mercilessly mocked again, hurriedly filled the potion. After much deliberation, he drew out a nutrient solution that would not hurt the body, "Fu, Mr. Fu, please hold him down. "
"It's okay." Mr. Fu was quite cold. "If he dares to struggle even a little bit, you will castrate him directly."
Cruel, cruel, cruel!
The veterinarian originally wanted to complain about Fu Sichen for thinking that cats can understand human speech and won't struggle if they don't struggle. Miraculously, the Persian cat is really quiet.
He was not moving at all, but his body was extremely stiff and heaved violently. He was obviously trying his best to restrain himself.
The veterinarian was secretly amazed when he saw it, and he didn't dare to hesitate at that moment, and directly inserted a needle into the cat's body!
Pei Zhen almost shed tears.
No matter how many times I get the injection, it just hurts, everywhere on my body.
"It's just a small needle." Seeing tears welling up in his eyes, Fu Sichen felt both distressed and funny, "Have you become a man?"
Pei Zhen couldn't listen to the teasing, Pei Zhen just wanted to bite him to death!
(End of chapter)