Lark's

The dog came in after him.I was cleaning in the courtyard and watched them walk through the corridor one by one and one dog from a distance, seeing that he didn't stop them, of course I didn't say anything.

The little guy's soles were very dirty, walking around behind Hibari Kyouya like this left a lot of stains on the floor.I cleaned it all the way with a rag, and when I came to the door of his room, I happened to see him sitting cross-legged on the tatami and reading a book, while the little thing was squatting beside his knees, wagging its tail and looking at him.

I wiped the tatami in the room clean, and picked up the little guy again.Hibari Kyoumi didn't raise his head, as if he didn't object to my doing so.With his tacit approval, I took the little one to the bathroom and gave him a bath.It doesn't look dirty like a domestic dog, but its breed is a Teddy. Its fluffy hair clings to its skin after being soaked in water, and its chubby body suddenly loses a lot of weight, only the size of a slipper.I opened its mouth and looked at it. The little guy doesn't have many teeth, and he should be about three months old.

The summer sun is strong, and this small animal is prone to illness. I took it to the corridor to bask in the sun and dry it. I didn’t let it go until I confirmed that its hair was completely dry.I touched its nose with my hand, and my fingers didn't get wet. I wanted to see if it was caused by the hair dryer just now, but it had already rushed to Hibari Kyouya's room.

I had no choice but to go out to buy dog ​​food first, and pay attention to it when I was feeding it, and its nose was still dry.

A dry nose in dogs is often a sign of illness.

I found a cardboard box and made a simple nest for it. I was going to observe and see what kind of disease it had, but I heard it vomit while I was making dinner.All the dog food he ate was spit out, and he was no longer as energetic as when he first came here, lying in the kennel and looking at me sickly.I cleaned his kennel and it didn't take long for him to have diarrhea again.

Judging from the color of feces and vomit, it is mostly small.For dogs, the deadly disease except canine distemper is small.

I sighed and stroked its head.

After dinner, Hibari Kyouya was watching TV in the living room, and the little guy ran to his feet whining and whining, I came out of the kitchen, just in time to see him pick it up and put it on his lap, and it soon shrank into his arms fell asleep.Hibari Kyouya has a slight obsession with cleanliness, and would not sleep with a small animal, so he put it back in the kitchen nest before going to bed, and went back to the room alone, regardless of its pitiful barking when it woke up.

I soothe it for a while before bed, hoping it won't be too noisy at night.But the illness was really uncomfortable, and it kept barking before midnight and vomited twice.I also got up to clean it twice, and I could hear the sound of him turning over when passing Kyouya Hibari's bedroom, probably because he was disturbed by the noise.

The little guy called for the third time, and he passed me one step ahead.

I waited in the room and heard him carry it into the room.It was whining at first, but then gradually quieted down.Through the paper window, you can also see the faint light in his room, obviously not asleep.

In the second half of the night, he came in and out several times, during which the little guy whimpered weakly.At four o'clock in the morning, he finally came to my bedroom door and opened the door directly.

I sat up from the bed, brushed my hair and looked at him.He had just left the house, and he was still wearing a white shirt and overalls. He looked like an ordinary child, but his expressionless face was different from ordinary children.He stared at me for a long time, as if he was thinking, but also as if he wanted to see something from my performance, and finally said suddenly: "Small."

Sitting up straight and nodding my head, I asked him, "Is there anything I need to do?"

He raised a small plastic bag in his hand, "Give it an injection."

I obediently took the bag and followed him to his room.The little guy curled up on the head of the bed, and didn't open his eyes to look at me until I stepped forward and rubbed its head.There was an invoice from the pet hospital on Hibari Kyoya's small table. He only took it to see a doctor and was checked for canine distemper, but he didn't buy any medicine.Needles, needles, and injections, he probably found them all by himself.

I had never given a dog an injection before, so I held its paw and looked under the light for a long time before I found its blood vessels.Hibari Kyouya has been watching from the sidelines, waiting for me to give it an injection, then re-make the bed and prepare to rest.I took the little guy to the study, turned on the computer, and checked his browsing history.His prescription came from the Internet, but he did not believe it. He also inquired about the efficacy and side effects of each medicine, and even considered the problem of drug conflicts, and he went to buy the medicine after several confirmations.

Know how to search for information than before.I patted the little guy's head, nestled in the rocking chair and held him in my arms to sleep so that it wouldn't wake him up again.I waited for its breathing to gradually stabilize before I closed my eyes.

The next day Skylark got up early, came to the study and took the little guy from my arms. My eyes were still tired and I didn't open them.

Dazedly, she remembered that Mrs. Shira was seriously injured more than a century ago.At that time, even Mr. Gatling, who had always been calm, was a little at a loss, but Mr. Arnold calmly called the medical staff at the first time. no change.

Later, Mrs. Sheila was in a coma for a long time, and Mr. Arnold sat by her hospital bed every day when he was dealing with official business.He behaved as usual, as if it was not his wife who was unconscious in front of him, but he was indeed with her all the time.Once when I brought him tea, I happened to see Miss Aurora, who was only four years old, lying on the bedside, and turned to ask Mr. Arnold: "Will Mommy wake up?"

Mr. Arnold turned a page of the book in his hand with a calm expression, "If she insists."

Only then did I understand that others cannot intervene in other people's struggle with fate.Sometimes the outcome, good or bad, is just waiting.

It's a pity that I have waited for so many people to leave these years, but I haven't waited for my end after all.

7. Wu...

In the next few days, Hibari Kyoya gave the little guy the injections himself.

He didn't hold it all day, except for injections, he almost threw it in the yard to bask in the sun and ignored it.It's always good for an animal to catch some ground. I just let it lie on its stomach and wait until it gets dark before the temperature cools down before bringing it into the house.

Its disease gradually healed like this.

The symptoms of vomiting and diarrhea are no longer there, just some coughing.I found a new prescription on the Internet to give it medicine, and it recovered within a few days, and started to run after Kyouya Hibari wagging its tail all day long like when it first arrived.I cleaned the whole house with disinfectant to prevent the remaining germs from infecting it again, and then resumed normal work and rest.

When feeding the goldfish in the yard in the morning, the little guy would occasionally jump over and lie on the edge of the pool, tilting his head and wagging his tail while observing the goldfish that were frightened by him and running around.An extra small animal in the house does seem more lively, but I can tell from Hibari Kyouya's expression that he doesn't intend to let it stay for long.

As I expected, a week after the little one recovered, Hibari Kyouya threw it out of the house.

I was also cleaning in the courtyard, and when I looked up, I saw him carrying it across the corridor, throwing it at the door, and then closing the door and going back to the room.The little guy didn't move much at first, until he realized that no one would open the door for him, then he yelled at the door and scratched the door with his paws.

The rustling sound lasted for nearly half an hour. By the time I finished cleaning the yard and walked onto the corridor, it was exhausted and could only whine, as if begging.I glanced at Hibari Kyouya, who was sitting in the shadow of the corridor reading a book, seemingly unaffected.

So I went out to buy groceries as usual.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the little guy wagging his tail and approaching my feet, looking up at me expectantly with his little head up.I closed the door behind me, without touching its little furry head, I turned around and walked towards the end of the long street.The little guy hadn't been out of the house due to his illness during this period, and he was still a little afraid of the outside environment. Seeing me walking far away, he messed up his hands and feet.

When I came back, the little guy was still squatting at the door and waiting. The child from the Fujita family next door moved a small bench and sat behind it, as if waiting with it.I walked up to him and called him: "Xiaoyou."

"Sister Ito!" Hearing my voice, Fujita Yu immediately stood up, picked up the little guy and ran to me, holding it high in front of me: "Is this your puppy? It's waiting here It's been a long time, and no one cares about it."

I smiled and shook my head.

He didn't doubt my answer, but hugged the little guy in his arms and stroked its head. He frowned and thought for a while, then raised his head and asked me: "Then can I take it home?"

I nodded and ruffled his hair, "if it wants."

But the little guy recognizes the master, and it is not easy for Fujita Yu to take it home.The next day I went out to buy vegetables, and when I opened the door, I found it squatting in front of the door again, wagging its tail happily and looking at me.There is still a bone at its foot, which should have been fed to it by Yu Fujita after he brought it home yesterday.

There are no bite marks on the bones, and it doesn't look like it has been gnawed by it yet.When it saw me coming out, it stood up, picked up the bone and walked to my feet, wagging its tail and looking at me eagerly.I just realized that it is going to give us the bones.

I bent down and stretched out my hand, and it really let go of the bone and let it fall into my palm.

But I still haven't let it in the house.

On the third day, it waited in front of the door with a bone in its mouth as usual.

The fourth day is the same as the previous two days.

Until the seventh day, I no longer saw its figure when I went out, only a bone lying quietly at the door.

Later, I could see a bone every day when I went out, and after more than half a month, I finally didn't even see the bone.