After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Song Jing broke off a bit of the wire, rested the white tiger cub's leg with his fingertips, and then continued to break it out bit by bit.

"Ang woo!" The little guy lay down on the ground in pain and yelled in a low voice.

"Be patient, it will be fine soon." Song Jing put another finger on his finger, broke the wire, and finally gently pushed the little guy's leg away from the leg with a circle of thin iron needles .

The little guy's legs were free, and he turned around and licked the wound bit by bit with his tongue.

Song Jing took out the ointment and gauze from the bag, lifted the little guy's injured hind leg, "I'll treat the wound for you."

"These wires are stopped here to prevent you from running from the forest to the town. After you go back, don't run here out of curiosity."

"Humans are dangerous."

Song Jing tied up the little guy's hind legs, put the ointment gauze back into his backpack, and reached out to pat the little guy's head.

The little guy is chubby, and it can be seen that he has been raised well by his parents, but his personality is quite vigilant and he has not been raised badly.

Song Jing was about to rub the little guy's soft head to heal it and leave, but when he stretched out his hand, the little guy opened his mouth and bit the side of his palm.

Song Jing narrowed his eyes, "Huh? Repay favors?"

The little white tiger looked at Song Jing curiously and warily with a pair of ice-blue eyes, and also felt a little pitiful and helpless.

It bit the side of Song Jing's palm without any real force, because its sharp canine teeth did not pierce Song Jing's skin, and Song Jing didn't feel any pain except for the feeling that his palm was being bitten. .

Otherwise, Song Jing would have thrown the little white tiger out immediately.

"Don't let go yet?" Song Jing's other hand flicked on the little guy's forehead, not heavy but also with a sense of warning.

The little white tiger slowly let go of her palm, and with a whimper, stretched out its soft, barbed tongue, licked the place where it had bitten just now twice, and turned its head to lick Song Jing just now when he broke the wire. , A finger pricked by a sharp thorn on a wire.

Song Jing raised his eyebrows, "You bit my hand to help me lick my wound?"

Animals that have a close relationship or a relationship of trust do have the habit of licking each other's wounds after being injured.

"Okay, a little injury." Song Jing withdrew his hand, "Go back to your parents' territory by yourself."

Wild beasts have their own territories, and the little white tiger probably ran out out of fun, and was caught by the wire.

Song Jing picked up his bag and walked out of the bushes, continuing to walk towards Mingsu.

There was a rustling sound from the bushes behind him. It should be that the little guy went back to the forest.

Song Jing continued to walk forward for a few meters, then stopped and turned around.

The little guy stretched his injured hind legs, dragged his little tail, and followed her limpingly, which looked very similar to the first time she saw the banquet cub.

It’s just that the Yan cub was dirty and ugly at the time, but the little white tiger was fat, round and cute.

"What are you doing with me?" Song Jing asked.

The little guy saw her turn around, turned around and limped towards the bushes.

Song Jing thought it was going to go back after finally knowing the difficulty, but the little guy stopped and looked back at her after walking a few steps.

"Ang woo!" The little guy shrugged his ears, opened his round eyes and called in a low voice.

Song Jing tried to take two steps towards the little guy. The little guy walked into the bushes and walked through with difficulty. He didn't hear footsteps behind him, and stopped to look at Song Jing again.

"Ang Woo!" The little guy's cry sounded a little anxious this time.

"Are you trying to take me there?"

"Ang woo~" the little guy nodded.

Song Jing raised his eyebrows, he could really understand what she said, this little guy has awakened the supernatural element?

Could it be that it ran out of the forest not because of mischievous curiosity, but because it ran out to ask for help?

Song Jing stepped to keep up, and the little guy walked ahead to lead the way. As long as Song Jing stopped, it would stop and wait, circling anxiously.

"Lead the way ahead." Song Jing was sure that the little guy really wanted to take her there, so he didn't stop, and followed the little guy into a forest by the road.

The little guy led the way, and it stretched further and further into the woods.

At the beginning, some traces of human activities can be seen on the periphery. The more you go inside, the more primitive the mountains and forests are, and there are almost no traces of human beings.

The little guy didn't stop yet, and continued to take Song Jing to the depths of the mountain forest.

Song Jing tore away the overgrown branches and vines blocking the way, bowed and continued to walk forward.

Finally, a trampled bare open space appeared in front of it, and above the open space, a huge white fox was lying on the ground, with a penetrating wound on its abdomen, its internal organs were left all over the place, and it had already lost its breath.

In the belly of the dead white tiger, there was a smaller white tiger cub curled up on the ground, and the dying cub was screaming.

The little guy leading the way walked over, grabbed another little guy by the back of the neck, and was about to drag him towards Song Jing.

"Don't move it, I'll come here." Song Jing stepped forward quickly, and first checked the lying adult white tiger. His body was completely cold and he had been dead for a while.

Song Jing turned his head to look at another little guy. The little guy was lying on the ground, his eyes were slightly squinted, he didn't even have the strength to open it, and his breath was already very weak. If she hadn't been brought over, this little guy could only die here.

Song Jing first checked the little guy. There was no trauma on his body, but there was blood in the corners of his mouth and nostrils, which seemed to have injured his internal organs.

"Ang woo!" The little guy leading the way was very anxious.

"Don't worry, I'll check its internal injuries first, and if it can be saved, I'll save it."

Song Jing comforted the anxious little guy, and began to check the internal organs of the little white tiger lying on his stomach.

The fracture of the sternum was either broken by a strong kick in terms of location, or it was caused by a fall from a high place.

Mouth and nose bleeding, indicating that the broken thoracic bone is likely to poke into the internal organs.Moreover, the little white tiger's breath was weak, and it was already showing symptoms of difficulty breathing.

"I'm going to do a thoracotomy right away."

The little guy didn't know what a thoracotomy was, and his big round ice blue eyes were full of anxiety.

Song Jing took out a T-shirt from his bag and spread it on the ground, hugged the injured little white tiger onto the T-shirt, took out the needle and thread for sewing ointment gauze, and a sharp knife.

The knife was disinfected first, and disinfectant was sprayed around it. Song Jing first shaved off the fluff on the little white tiger's chest, and then disinfected it again before starting the operation.

Song Jing's deduction was not wrong, the little white tiger was indeed pierced into the lung by a bone.

This operation is not difficult for Song Jing, but the little white tiger is too young and needs to be more careful.

The white tiger's den is not covered by dense forests, and the sky has completely darkened at this moment, and it is still possible to see through the moonlight.

But this light is obviously not enough for the operation, Song Jing took out the flashlight in the bag to illuminate it.

The little guy was lying on the side waiting, licking the head of the little white tiger undergoing surgery from time to time to comfort it.

Finally, after the operation was over, Song Jing was also slightly relieved, but now there was another problem.

The adult white tiger is dead, who will take care of the little white tiger who has undergone surgery, plus the little guy with an injured hind leg?