The unscrupulous system forced me to frantically test the small black room

Tao Zhi's expression changed and his heart suddenly ached.

"Stop the car!" Tao Zhi said anxiously.

The driver parked the car on the side of the road. Tao Zhi opened the door and rushed over. The closer he got to the stray dog, the heavier his heart became.

It lay quietly in a pool of blood. The blood around it had begun to turn black. The bones at the joints of its front legs were exposed, and its blood vessels and tendons were clearly visible.

There were a lot of ants crawling on the wound, and a few flies were circling around its head.

Tao Zhi only felt an indescribable pulling in his heart, and his legs felt a little weak.

Tao Zhi squatted down, stared at it for a long time, and finally tried to poke the stray dog's dirty head with his trembling finger.

"Hello." Tao Zhi's throat felt very dry and astringent.

"Hmm~"

Tao Zhi was stunned and vaguely heard an almost inaudible response. Tao Zhi's pupils dilated instantly.

Then he poked the dog on the ground again, and took a closer look, and found that the nose of the stray dog ​​with its eyes closed was indeed trembling slightly.

It's not dead yet!

It can still be saved!

Tao Zhi's heart was pounding. He took off his coat and spread it on the ground. He carefully moved the stray dog, then wrapped it in his clothes and picked it up, and excitedly walked towards the car in two steps.

Tao Zhimeng pulled the door shut, making a loud noise.

"Go to the nearest pet hospital quickly!" Tao Zhi shouted to the driver.

The car drove away.

Perhaps Tao Zhi's hug squeezed the stray dog's wound, or perhaps it was some last breath of inspiration, the stray dog ​​in his arms opened its eyes with difficulty.

But the pupil of the eye had begun to dilate, turning white and cloudy.

Tao Zhi was still looking at the road ahead anxiously, constantly urging the driver to go faster, when he suddenly felt something wet on his jaw. Tao Zhi looked down in a daze and found that it was the stray dog ​​licking him weakly.

Tao Zhi met its gaze and felt a pain in his heart.

It was not until liquid suddenly dripped from his eyes that Tao Zhi realized that his cheeks were wet.

There was something in my heart, as if an inexplicable emotion that had been suppressed long ago suddenly surged up, stirring violently in my lungs. Within a few breaths, tears burst out like a dam breaking.

What's wrong with you?

When did I become a saint?

It's just a stray dog ​​that I've only seen a few times, not a precious thing.

But why do I feel so bad in my heart? So bad that I even want to cry to vent my feelings?

It was as if I had lost something important before, and now I had to watch it being lost again.

There was blood on the stray dog's nose and mouth, mixed with some fragments of internal organs.

Seeing Tao Zhi crying, the stray dog ​​hummed weakly.

Tears were already streaming down Tao Zhi's face, his eyes were covered with mist, and he bit his lips to hold back the sobs.

When Tao Zhi rushed into the pet hospital carrying the stray dog ​​and carefully placed it on the examination table, the stray dog ​​was already unconscious, with only the faint rise and fall of its chest proving that it was still breathing.

The pet doctors immediately started the treatment, and Tao Zhi sat outside the door in a daze waiting for the rescue to be over.

The door wasn't opened until it got dark.

"It has been revived for now, but its internal organs are damaged and it needs surgery. But it is too weak now, so we can only wait and see the situation tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"The possibility of infection is very high. You have to be prepared that it may die tonight. Even if it survives tonight, the success rate of subsequent surgeries is less than half, and the cost is not a small amount."

"What do you think the arrangements are? Should we give up treatment and take the patient home today, or should we continue to arrange follow-up treatment and do our best?" said the pet doctor.

The pet doctor had obviously made the hint very clear and was just waiting for Tao Zhi to express his opinion.

"Cure." Tao Zhi replied.

Tao Zhi hasn't come to work for two days and has not applied for leave, which is obviously an abnormal thing.

Gong Cheng endured it until the third day, and finally couldn't help it and called.

Gong Cheng was just about to say what he had prepared in advance, but Tao Zhi on the other end of the phone spoke first.

"Gong Cheng, come and keep me company."

Tao Zhi's voice was very nasal, and sounded like he had been crying. Gong Cheng was stunned.

"Where are you? I'll be there now." Gong Cheng said anxiously.

So half an hour later, Gong Cheng walked into the pet hospital and saw Tao Zhi sitting on the bench with his head down.

Tao Zhi didn't know what he was doing. From the moment the stray dog ​​entered the operating room, he had been supporting his weak body with his elbows on his knees, with difficulty. His mind was in a daze and his heart was filled with guilt.

Tao Zhi heard the sound of leather shoes approaching him, and a pair of spotless shoes stopped in front of him.

With just one glance, Tao Zhi's emotions, which had just subsided, surged up again, and his nose felt sour and blocked.

Without waiting for Gong Cheng to speak, Tao Zhi leaned his head forward and buried it in Gong Cheng's abdomen. His hair fell around his ears and he looked extremely depressed.

Gong Cheng reached out his hand and gently stroked Tao Zhi's messy hair. He remained silent, waiting for Tao Zhi to digest his emotions.

After a long time, Tao Zhi reached out and hugged Gong Cheng's waist, then sniffed his nose.

"Gong Cheng." Tao Zhi spoke.

"Yes, I'm here." Gong Cheng responded gently.

"If I had kept it, would this not have happened?"

"It's all my fault. It tried so hard to stay, but I still had to drive it away."

"It's just a puppy. It won't cause me any trouble. I just need to give it some food every day. But I chased it away time and time again."

"It's been more than two hours since it went in for surgery, and the doctor said the success rate is less than half."

Tao Zhi's hand was grasping the fabric around Gong Cheng's waist, and he spoke with a strong nasal tone.

"this is not your fault."

"The puppy likes you, so he wants to stay with you."

"Even if you don't want to keep it, it will still like you. How can it blame you?"

"The puppy will wake up."

"When it wakes up and sees you next to it, it will be very happy."

Gong Cheng spoke gently, patting Tao Zhi's shoulders lightly to comfort him.

Tao Zhi was not comforted at all by what he said. Instead, he felt his nose getting even more sore. Tears and snot flowed onto Gong Cheng's clothes, leaving a mark of nose and eyes.

"I don't know what's wrong with me. What's wrong with me? Why am I crying over a stray dog? I'm not the Virgin Mary."

"But I feel so uncomfortable. This feeling is so inexplicable and I can't suppress it no matter what I do." Tao Zhi said.

Gong Cheng's gaze softened upon hearing this, and the word "gentle" overflowed from his eyes without any reservation.

"Sir, you have always been a gentle person." Gong Cheng replied.