"Woooooo~"

While Peng Wanhua and the others were playing around, a whining sound came from the dog house.

Peng Wanhua walked over following the sound. Dahei's ears were drooped, his eyes were dull, and he was lying on the ground with his head hanging listlessly. His nose was still full of runny nose, and his eyes were a bit stained with tears.

"What's wrong with it?"

Zhang Yingying squatted down and asked.

"Looks, feels, should be, probably sick."

Zhang Mingming guessed.

Peng Wanhua glanced at the two sisters helplessly. They were indeed sisters, no matter what, they were in pairs!

No wonder he felt it was a little quiet today and didn't hear Dahei's voice. Even when the two sisters came, he didn't come out to take a look. It turned out to be sick.

Seeing Dahei in pain, Peng Wanhua felt sad.

Dahei is so conscientious in taking care of the house, and occasionally walks with him to relieve his boredom, even if he is sick, he will carry it silently. In his opinion, Dahei is already an indispensable member of this family.

Relying on Dahei's strength is not the answer, but there doesn't seem to be a pet hospital nearby.

He thought for a while, picked up Dahei, turned left and right into an alley, and came to a clinic.

It was the same place where Zhou Ling was diagnosed with stomachache.

When the aunt saw Peng Wanhua holding a dog and two beautiful girls, she didn't know what was going on.

Do you want to help me improve my performance again?

She looked at the two girls carefully, then looked at their stomachs, and whispered softly: "It feels fine."

The Zhang Yingying sisters felt uncomfortable with her eyes and stopped slightly.

Peng Wanhua walked forward with Dahei in his arms, "Doctor, my dog ​​is sick. Please take a look at it."

"Oh, it turns out to be a dog watcher." Hearing this, the aunt suddenly realized.

Then without even looking at it, she refused directly: "Sorry, I'm not a veterinarian and I don't look after dogs."

Peng Wanhua suddenly became unhappy. He took out a small stack of large amounts of unity from his pocket and put it on the counter with a "pop!"

Auntie's eyes immediately went straight.

Even if she didn't count, she knew there had to be at least a dozen, maybe even twenty.

If she could make this amount of money, it would be more than she made in a month.

"Okay, just wait! I'll find someone to show you!"

She rolled her eyes, put away her unity, and turned to the public phone next door to make a call.

"Hey, is my second uncle over there? He's his niece to me. Ask him to come back quickly and tell me that I have a serious illness here."

After making the call, she returned to the house and took out a bag of melon seeds and handed them to the three of them.

He said with a smile: "Come, eat melon seeds for a while, don't worry, my second uncle will be here soon. He is a famous doctor from all over the country, and he can definitely cure your dog."

Peng Wanhua lowered his head and saw that the paper bag containing the melon seeds was engraved with the word "really fragrant".

Nodding, "I believe in your second uncle's strength!"

While chatting with a few people, Peng Wanhua learned that this aunt's doctor's surname was Wang, and her hometown was Sichuan Province. She had been practicing medicine since her grandfather's generation, and she was from a family of doctors.

The last time we came here was too awkward, and he didn't want to say anything at all. It was acquaintance with each other once, but this time we finally got to know each other.

About half an hour later, an old man riding a [-]-meter-long pole with a wooden box on the back seat rushed over.

"Where is the serious disease? Where is the serious disease?"

The car wasn't even parked, so he leaned against the wall, walked in and shouted.

Peng Wanhua looked up. Although the old man had a gray face, his eyes were shining. He was wearing a black coat, just like the old doctor in the past.

Aunt Wang stepped forward, pulled the old man to Peng Wanhua, pointed at his dog and said, "Hey, second uncle, please take a look at this."

When the old man saw it, he was stunned. Then he blew his beard and stared at Aunt Wang. Is this what you call a serious illness?

Aunt Wang nodded, "This dog does look serious."

The old man was angry and felt that he had been insulted. His beard was trembling and he said angrily: "Isn't this nonsense! I see a human doctor and you ask me to see a dog?!"

Aunt Wang glanced at him sheepishly, then took out a wad of unity from her pocket. After thinking about it, she divided out half of it and stuffed it into the old man's hand, "Hey, once it's cured, it's all yours!"

The old man lowered his head and glanced, "Hiss..."

This is too much.

He remembered that his eldest grandson had been clamoring to buy a radio, but unfortunately he was short of money and never had the money to buy it for his eldest grandson.

He silently put it in his pocket, raised his head, and smiled at Peng Wanhua on his wrinkled old face, "Here, let me take a look at the dog."

Peng Wanhua was slightly startled, didn't he say he only looked at people?

He was about to leave.

Since the other party can see it, let him see it.

Zhang Yingying and her sisters watched this scene in their eyes. While eating melon seeds, they whispered to each other:

"Why does it feel a little unreliable?"

"Let's take a look first."

Although the old man was old, his ears were still sharp. When he heard that he was suspected, he coughed dissatisfiedly and his eyes became more focused.

When Aunt Wang saw this, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

She knew what her second uncle was capable of. In his early years, he was actually a highly skilled veterinarian. Later, because he couldn't make any money, he switched to treating people.

She didn't believe that this dog couldn't be cured.

The old man looked at Gouzi's eyes and nose, and because he was afraid of being bitten, he asked Peng Wanhua to help open Dahei's mouth to take a look. Finally, he looked at Gouzi's butt.

"I have a low-grade fever."

He concluded, and then continued his analysis, "It may be because the weather has been hot and cold recently, so you should pay attention to keep warm."

"How to treat it?" Peng Wanhua asked.

Old Man Wang tugged at his beard, "I didn't prepare any herbs here. You take it for a walk in the wild, and it will find weeds to chew on its own."

He thought he was sick, but it turned out to be a small cold.

In fact, Chinese garden dogs have an innate ability. Even if they have minor injuries or illnesses, they will find herbs to eat.

Old man Wang naturally knows about this habit.

Maybe the fault was too small, and the money was hot to his hands, and he felt bad about it.

Then he took out the Great Unity in his pocket and gave it back to Peng Wanhua: "I'm embarrassed to accept money for this little problem."

In his opinion, charging so much money for such a minor illness was really disturbing to his conscience. After thinking about it, he decided to return the money.

Peng Wanhua waved his hand and refused: "Old man, please keep it, this is what you should take. Dahei is very important to me, thank you, I will take him outside first."

He felt a little emotional, this era is still simple.

Just like the time in his previous life, if he had a cold, he would undergo various tests and examinations, and he would be prescribed several packets of medicine.

After several colds, the medicine cabinet at home could not fit in it, so I felt like I could open a pharmacy.

Not to mention veterinarians, treating pets is more expensive than people.

Some people say that if you lose money, you can make more money. In that era when everything was about money, you could make more money if you lost your conscience.

Is this society progressing or declining?

Returning to the No. 19 courtyard, Peng Wanhua rolled out the [-] big bar, tied a box to the back seat, and put Dahei inside.

"You two look after the house, and I'll take Dahei to Wang'er Mountain."

With that said, he kicked off his feet and rushed towards Wanger Mountain with Dahei.

Once in the wild, Dahei became much more energetic.

It sniffed around as it walked, then lowered its head and ate a few mouthfuls of grass.

Peng Wanhua followed behind and took a closer look. The grass leaves Dahei ate looked like peanut leaves, but they were a little larger than peanut leaves.

Does it really work?

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