deformed bone

That's right, that poor little dying person lying on the island in the kitchen covered in blood was a burly mongrel dog.

Judging from the messy hair and not-so-cute appearance, the dog was a stray dog.It had several old scars on its neck, and Calvin guessed it was from the dog's noose, but it was either strong enough or smart enough, and it escaped, and slipped into a place where only summer The crowded seaside survived.

It's well-fed by the litter people leave after campfires, and luckily, the residents don't seem too keen on embarrassing the furry extra.

But now, this cunning Mr. Dog has to face a huge crisis.

It was knocked down, and its hind legs were cut open with kitchen scissors. It was bleeding profusely and could not move.Calvin didn't know how Virgilius did it, and he refused to contemplate the process.

"It's a bit of a complicated thing."

Virgil's face wrinkled, and he looked at Calvin in pain.

"I can give you time to explain."

Calvin replied with a livid face.

"And you better give me a 'reasonable' explanation, I know it might be a little politically correct to say this, but even a bleeding man lying in front of me right now is better than a howling dog Make yourself comfortable-"

He then added.

Calvin is not exaggerating. After living in the underground world with Doctor Holden for so many years, Calvin is very used to seeing human blood, stumps and painful moaning.But when the bleeding subject is replaced by a stray dog, everything changes.

What Calvin didn't say was that no matter how innocent and coy Virgili behaved, it only made him look more like a disgusting and completely twisted pervert.

And in a more hidden part of Calvin's heart, an area so hidden that he didn't even realize it, his intuition is sounding the alarm-there is something about the shy young man standing next to the dog covered in blood. Not quite right.

The real Vigilie looks like he's on the verge of tears.

He was so nervous that he kept swallowing.

"Well, that operation, I mean, your operation—we need to operate on you in a professional, safe, and up-to-standard place, but the incident in Angel Town has just passed, and in your current condition, once you walk in Hospitals, formal or underground, you're going to get the attention of everyone who's looking at this thing."

Virgil explained dryly.

Calvin's complexion became more and more ugly with Virgili's explanation.

Virgil has been observing Calvin, and he knows that Calvin must be in a bad mood right now.

Oh look, Red Deer, look at the mess you left behind.

Virgili cursed darkly in his heart, but his praise in front of Calvin was always perfect.

"There is a very well-equipped hospital in town, well, the full name is Al House Pet Hospital, the lovely director has been in New York for 12 years, and he knows how rich people who come to the beach vacation value themselves For pets, he manages his pet hospital very well, basically..."

"Basically, it can provide the medicines and instruments needed for my operation, um, and maybe the operation site."

Calvin interrupted Virgil, and finished the rest of the sentence for him.

"Well, probably... yes, that's right, that's it."

Virgil nodded.

Calvin rubbed his temples vigorously. He paced up and down the kitchen door restlessly. Every whimper of the dog made him feel his heart constricting.

"So the dog is there so we can sneak into the veterinary hospital? Just for that reason?"

"Two well-meaning tourists took the injured stray dog ​​they found on the beach to the nearest pet hospital for treatment - at least this way it will not attract the attention of others, and we can also familiarize ourselves with the surgical environment there in advance."

"We can sneak in at night—"

"It's a veterinary hospital, Calvin. It's not like a human hospital, except for sleepy patients and dozing nurses, with night-care dogs and other nonsense pets! Of course Well, Fogg might be able to figure out a way to deal with them, but our current situation can't afford any risks... In fact, if you want, I can list [-] reasons why this dog's sacrifice is worth it, but are you sure Shall we continue?"

Vigili pointed to the wound on the dog's hind leg.

"I think I should bandage it first, well, although this sounds a bit like a sophistry, the wound is not serious, at least it is not as terrible as it looks. It was Fogg's hand. Wouldn't really hurt the poor little thing..."

【"I won't waste my energy on a dog."】 In the sea of ​​consciousness, Fogg said coldly.

Vigili ignored his protests quite bluntly.

Calvin stared at Virgil with a complicated expression: "Then wrap that dog's legs quickly! This fucking plan is rotten, I repeat, rotten!"

Virgil had already bandaged the dog's wound nimbly before Calvin opened his mouth.

And just over an hour later, the disguised "good-hearted tourists" Calvin and Virgil were already holding the injured dog and standing in the waiting room of the Al House Pet Hospital.

Everything was going as smoothly as Virgilius had promised, at least at first, as Calvin had promised.

Ayer's House Pet Hospital is a beautiful ocher masonry building. The windows behind the green plants are bright and clean, and a few figures can be seen faintly shaking behind the glass.From the point of view of the building itself, it is even more luxurious than many human clinics [Now Calvin is very sure that the director of this hospital should have lived a pretty good life in New York for 12 years, and Vigili (and his body) There is also a reason why other people) chose this place as the surgery site].They walked into the hospital with the dog in their arms, panicked faces and a little blood on their bodies.

"Sorry, we ran into it jogging on the beach—"

Vigily shouted in a hurry.

His acting skills can be called perfect, and the only unexpected situation may come from the other "patients" in the waiting room.

A cat, locked in a huge cat box that can be called magnificent, let out a menacing growl the moment Calvin and Vigilie entered the clinic.

Driven by it, the big dogs and puppies waiting to be adopted also barked at the two of them through the glass door in the adoption cage on the side of the waiting room.All of a sudden, this high-end and cold pet hospital looked extraordinarily chaotic and noisy.

A nurse stood up from behind her desk in a panic and ran towards Calvin and Virgil.

"what on earth is it……"

Her face was full of panic, and it was almost difficult to tell whether she was asking about the injured dog in Virgil's hand or this chaotic situation.

"I don't know, we just found out the dog was badly injured, we thought he was dead but when we came he kept screaming - sorry are the dogs scared? Should we Do this..."

It was Vigilie who was in charge of dealing with the nurses.

His voice was full of concern and panic, the tone of a tourist in an emergency.

As for Calvin standing a little behind his side, a peaked cap and sunglasses covered most of his face. His face was rubbed with dark brown ointment, which looked like the most common sight on the seashore. The kind of skateboarder.

"Oh, poor little thing."

The young nurse was startled when she saw the big blood-soaked dog in Virgil's arms, and Calvin suspected that she hadn't figured out the situation until this time.Well, maybe he should also forgive the other party?The usual patients in a luxury animal hospital in this location were small dogs with dyspepsia or purebred cats suffering from urinary tract infections, and such a large dog, bleeding and howling, would have been enough to make the man The nurse was at a loss, not to mention that it was still in a terrible state where all the animals were howling desperately.

"I think it's dying. It's got a big wound and it's bleeding. Is there a doctor on duty here? Oh my god, hurry up and save this little guy."

Virgili made the most appropriate pleading at the most appropriate time, and even the confusion on his face was so perfect.

The blood of stray dogs stained the beautiful terrazzo floor of the pet hospital, and Calvin quickly looked around.Now it is the summer season, but there are not many animal owners waiting for the doctor.

A man who looks like a Silicon Valley elite is holding a huge cat box. The cat inside is the "leader" who caused the chain howling of animals. It is so huge that it can almost be called a lion cub. The long-haired black cat with a pair of cold orange-yellow eyes was staring at Calvin's direction through the cage.Its ears were completely pushed back to the back of its head, and the low growl like a Harley motorcycle started continued continuously.

Its owner seemed quite disturbed, and he kept switching his eyes between the two of them and his cat.

"Hey sweetie, it's okay, it's okay..."

He muttered as he turned around, placing his body between the cat and Calvin.

Another girl in a limited-edition short skirt frowned, and sat in the distance with the lop-eared rabbit in her arms.Thank God, the lop rabbit didn't say anything the whole time, but it still seemed agitated.

Besides that, there was an old woman in a frost blue suit, she looked in the direction of Virgil and Calvin with some concern.

"You should call Dr. Meera over to see—"

The old woman seemed to be a frequent visitor to this hospital. She patted the big white dog squatting next to her knees, and yelled at the nurse, that dog was already the calmest one in the hospital, but its sight He was also firmly locked on Vigily's body, his nose wrinkled, revealing sharp teeth that could be seen to have been carefully cared for.

"I, I will, I will go now."

The nurse hurried to the office.

Not long after, Dr. Mira, as the old woman called it, appeared in front of Calvin and Virgil in a hurry.

"Oh, my God, what on earth..." She stared at the chaos in the waiting room and exclaimed before noticing Virgil and Calvin, "Who the hell would do this to such an innocent animal?" Let's do it."

Dr. Mira was about forty years old, and the makeup on her face was so delicate that she didn't look like a veterinarian. After she lifted the blanket covering the stray dogs, she frowned tightly.

"Damn the poor little one is really badly hurt - take him to the operating room first, I think he may scare the other patients here."

Dr Mira said.

Maybe it was because of the old woman, or maybe it was because of the deafening barking, anyway, after a short period of panic, the stray dog ​​"maybe cut by a drunk young man for fun" was in Vigilie's arms. received priority treatment.

From this point of view alone, the treatment of that stray dog ​​is much luckier than that of many unlucky humans.

Calvin should go to the consulting room with Virgil, and take the opportunity to observe the internal equipment and environment of the Al House Animal Hospital. In fact, he also planned to do so.

But the success so far has come to an abrupt end at this moment.

【whee……】

Just as he was about to step into the corridor leading to the consulting room, Calvin suddenly heard a small but hasty sneer.

That small voice sounded like a child.