Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

In the consulting room, Nan Qiao was placed on a small table. Lu Qi'an did not restrain Nan Qiao, but he was surprised to find that the kitten did not run around.

Lu Qi'an was a little relieved, but also a little worried. Maomao didn't run around. On the one hand, it might be because she was good. On the other hand, it might be because she was injured too badly and was in poor condition, so she didn't have the strength to run.

Lu Qi'an planned to treat Maomao's wounds first, and then do other examinations.

The light outside was dim, and although Nan Qiao could be seen covered in blood, it was like adding a layer of filter, so the color of the blood was not so obvious.

But in the bright room, the wounds on the body are clearly visible, and the bright red color goes straight to the eyeballs.

Some of the blood stains have turned dark red, but some are still bright red, and it looks like they were injured recently.

Seeing this red, Lu Qian's heart seemed to be held by a big hand, feeling a little depressed.

Lu Qian took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and took out the wound treatment tools.

Because there were too many wounds, he was worried that the kitten would be infected. Lu Qi'an took out a tool and wanted to shave off Nan Qiao's hair.

But the cat, who was so well-behaved just now, is now causing trouble.

It was fine when he shaved off the hair around the wound, and the cat stayed still, but as soon as he put the tool on a place where there was no wound, she kept barking and even wanted to hide away.

Fortunately, he caught her back with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Lu Qian was startled by what she just did. The tool in his hand was taken away, and he almost hurt it just now.

Thinking that he might add another wound to the already scarred body of the kitten, his face turned a little dark and he said in a deep voice:

"Be good and don't move."

The cat turned around and let out a "meow". His eyes were bright black, clear and innocent, as if he didn't understand what you were talking about.

But Maomao is definitely not so innocent in his heart.

Nan Qiao sneered in her heart, if I didn't run away, you would have to shave off all my hair.

Isn't this equivalent to shaving a young girl into a Mediterranean shape?

Nan Qiao went through it in his mind, and it was really hard to accept this image of disillusionment.

It's okay to turn into a cat, but you must not be an ugly cat, still in front of your own man.

Therefore, the hair must not be shaved.

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Seeing Nan Qiao's innocent expression, Lu Qian'an's expression softened, he sighed softly, forget it, why bother with her, and resumed what he was doing.

Then, as soon as he got closer, Nan Qiao dodged again.

Ok?

Don't we really have to tie her up?

But she also had a wound on her leg, and it would definitely hurt if she tied it up. This was why Lu Qi'an didn't tie her up at first.

Wasn't she very good at first? Why did she suddenly start to resist?

He lowered his eyes, gently rubbed the edge of the table with his fingers, and thought about it carefully. For some reason, an idea suddenly came to his mind: Could it be that the place where he shaved his hair was wrong?

Inexplicably, he felt that this was the case.

Lu Qian'an frowned and tried again. Sure enough, as long as he put the shaving tool on a place without wounds, the kitten would definitely meow. But if he put the shaving tool on a place with wounds, he would immediately turn into a shaving tool. A cute little look.

But her scream wasn't sharp, it was soft, "whimpering" softly, delicate and soft, and it didn't make people feel bored at all. On the contrary, she couldn't make a move at all, and couldn't get angry at all.

Is this still a beautiful kitten?

Lu Qian'an felt a little strange and also found it a little funny.

But there was no way. He couldn't be angry with a kitten alone. The kitten didn't understand anything.

Helpless, he could only follow Nan Qiao's wishes.

He lowered his head, held the tool firmly in his hand, and carefully shaved off only the hair around the wound bit by bit, then cleaned and applied medicine, doing so gently, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Of course, the pain was inevitable, but it was alleviated a lot because of his gentleness.

Lu Qian'an moved very quickly, and in a short time he had taken care of all the small wounds on Nan Qiao's body, except for the five centimeter gash.

Such a large wound must be sutured in order for it to heal quickly.

Lu Qian stopped what he was doing, took off his gloves, went to the side to get anesthetic, accurately extracted the dose suitable for the kitten's weight, and then returned to Nan Qiao's side.

Lu Qi settled for a moment, wondering whether to call his assistant, Wei Zihang, in for help.

Although Nan Qiao didn't move around when the wound was being treated, he was going to get an injection after all, and he was afraid that if the kitten struggled, the needle would hurt her.

He still chose to call Wei Zihang in.

After Wei Zihang came in, he hugged Nan Qiao gently, holding her forelimbs with one hand, and covering Nan Qiao's eyes with the other hand.

While covering his eyes, he kept mumbling in Nan Qiao's ear:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. The cat won't be in pain if you can't see it. It will be fine in a while..."

Nan Qiao, whose vision was covered, listened to Wei Zihang comforting her in her ears like a child, and rolled her eyes secretly, feeling a little speechless, but she was a cat now, so she couldn't show it.

The contact between the alcohol and the skin brings a chill, and with a slight pain, the needle enters the body.

Wei Zihang removed his palm and gently let go of Nan Qiao. His vision gradually returned to light, but the anesthetic gradually took effect. Nan Qiao did not deliberately resist and slowly closed his eyes.

After this night, she was also a little tired.

But overall he was still awake. After all, he was just suturing the wound and did not need to use a large dose of anesthesia.

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. I'll do the work here myself."

"Okay, I'll go out first." Before leaving, Wei Zihang wanted to rub Nan Qiao's little head, but Lu Qian'an slapped him away.

Wei Zihang thought that Lu Qian was afraid that he would touch Nan Qiao's wounds, so he stopped insisting on touching Nan Qiao.

As everyone knows, Lu Qian simply doesn't want him to touch Nan Qiao.

"Be good, poor Cat, we will definitely help you."

As a veterinarian, Wei Zihang was naturally used to seeing these situations. Naturally, he could tell that Nan Qiao was being abused. He felt sympathetic and angry, but he had no choice but to try his best to help the kitten.

Wei Zihang glanced at Nan Qiao longingly before reluctantly leaving.

Nan Qiao felt dazedly as another needle was pricked in his arm. It was supposed to be a blood test.

Then, Nan Qiao felt a big hand touching her from beginning to end. She could feel Lu Qian'an's breath, so she obeyed him and allowed him to move.

Then, Nan Qiao felt that his two hind legs were being pulled apart.

???

What is this for?

"She is a little girl. No wonder she loves beauty so much." She was not even allowed to shave her hair.

Lu Qian said to himself.

Nan Qiao:......

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If you want to shave your hair so much, I can just shave it off for you in the future.

Then, Nan Qiao felt like he was poked by a long, hard object, like a cotton swab? !

!!!

Nan Qiao opened her eyes suddenly and quickly retracted her paws.

But I found that I was now powerless to stop it.

Then he closed it angrily.

Gan!

She hasn't been so...

Lu Qian, just wait, I will definitely poke you back.

Nan Qiao swore silently in his heart, grinding his back teeth hard.

In fact, Lu Qian's movements were very careful and gentle, and Nan Qiao did not feel any pain. However, this kind of thing was too shameful, which made Nan Qiao difficult to accept.

Lu Qian, who was conducting the next step on Nan Qiao's examination, felt an inexplicable chill on his body and trembled unconsciously, as if he was being stared at by something.

But he was a staunch materialist, so he thought the wind might be blowing in and didn't care.

After following a set of procedures, except for the trauma, the kitten's body is still healthy, but the wound is a little inflamed, causing some inflammation in the body.

Lu Qi'an looked at the test results and was a little unbelievable. Logically speaking, stray cats would have some minor problems because of their poor living environment and poor nutrition.

But this kitten, except for the external injuries, is almost completely healthy.

That means that this kitten is probably not a stray cat. It may be a domestic cat that ran away and was caught and abused.

In other words, she was abused by her master.