They couldn't help but feel envious as they watched the little tiger cub finish drinking the whole bottle of medicine, and lick the corner of its mouth with its tongue sticking out as if it were still unsatisfied, and the hair on its entire body seemed to become smoother and shinier.
Sometimes, humans are really not as good as pets. This kind of treatment is really not comparable to ordinary people.
They rested in the forest for one night and continued on their way the next day. Along the way, Mr. Lu tried to pester Fengjiu to ask about his master, and Mr. Lu told him a lot of things here.
Two days later
That evening, the Lu family lit a fire and rested. Master Lu and Fengjiu sat by the fire. After handing the barbecue to Fengjiu, Master Lu smiled and said, "We will be in the city at noon tomorrow. We have stayed here for so long. We can finally have a good rest when we return to the city."
"Yeah, I've been eating barbecue these days, and now I have no appetite when I see barbecue. When we get to the city tomorrow, let's find a good restaurant to have a good meal." At the end, she laughed again: "I'm going to treat you to a big meal!"
"Hehe, in that case, then we won't be polite." Master Lu did not refuse and laughed with him until late at night when he rested against a big tree.
However, that night, Fengjiu, who was resting with the little white tiger in her arms, heard a cough, followed by a gasp for breath, the anxious voice of Mr. Lu, and the exclamation of Lu Jiming.
She opened her eyes and looked, and saw that all the people from the Lu family were surrounding the big tree where Master Lu was resting, each of them with worry and anxiety on their faces. So she put the little white tiger down and walked forward herself.
"Master, master, medicine, swallow it quickly." Mr. Lu's voice was anxious and a little hurried, and his hands trembled as he poured the medicine for him to take.
"Father, Father, how are you? Father, don't scare me..." Lu Jiming said in a trembling voice, while gently stroking his back, trying to help him calm down.
Fengjiu took a look and saw that Master Lu was sweating and his face was pale and exhausted. His hands were tightly clutching the collar of his shirt at his chest. His face was full of pain. He seemed to be in so much pain that he couldn't breathe. His whole body was tense and then he fainted.
Seeing this, Fengjiu hurriedly shouted at them: "Hurry up and lay him down!"
When Elder Lu saw that it was Feng Jiu, he quickly followed his instructions and laid the person down. The white-haired old man looked at a loss and panicked: "Little Brother Feng, what should we do? What should we do? The master's illness this time is more serious than the previous ones. What should we do?"
“Father, father!”
Lu Jiming shouted tremblingly, looking at his father who was motionless and seemed not to be breathing. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and felt around. He was so scared that he fell to the ground and muttered unconsciously: "Father, father is dead..."
"What!"
Old Lu was startled, stepped forward to investigate, and immediately panicked: "How could this happen? How could this happen? How could…"
Seeing that they were all terrified, Feng Jiu squeezed forward and half-knelt beside Elder Lu, crossed her hands and pressed on his chest to give him first aid, while commanding: "Brother Lu, come over and blow into your father's mouth!"
"W-what?"
Lu Jiming stood there, not understanding Feng Jiu's words or what he meant. The person was dead, why did he still blow air into his mouth? What did he want to do