deformed bone

Malevolent, cold, evil.

It was obviously a childish laughter unique to a child, but there was a maddening malice in the voice.

Calvin suddenly looked in the direction of the laughter, but what he saw was just an ordinary waiting room.

A black cat locked in a flight case.

A lop-eared rabbit squatting on the girl's smooth lap.

And the big dog standing in front of the old woman.

And those fuzzy-faced humans.

The barking of the stray dogs strangely stopped in an instant, and Calvin could hear their faint snoring.

There are no children.

Not to mention the penetrating laughter.

Calvin slowly moved his gaze to the other side, the other end of the corridor.

Then he found that the corridor became long and thin, and one side of the corridor led to a distant place where he couldn't see the end.

Calvin's heartbeat quickened instantly, and he blinked suddenly—the hallucination disappeared, and the corridor leading to the operating room returned to his vision.

But Calvin still felt his legs go limp, and he almost fell directly into the white-lit corridor.

The unspeakable fear seemed to suck all his strength in an instant. He only felt that his back was completely soaked in cold sweat, and his muscles were so stiff that he couldn't move.

"Calvin?!"

Virgil immediately noticed Calvin's strangeness, and he almost threw the dog out to support Calvin. Fortunately, Calvin stabilized himself at the last moment.

"I'm fine." Calvin whispered hoarsely, "I'm just..."

He was dazed: "I think I have a little heat stroke, maybe it's better for me to stay outside."

Calvin felt very uncomfortable.

Most of his vision was covered by the brim of the peaked cap, but even so, he still felt that his vision was becoming dim.

Everyone may have that weird experience when they were children-suddenly, fear came, maybe it was inexplicably worried that there was a man-eating monster under the bed, or that there was a "horror king" lurking in the cupboard, that kind of fear Exploding in a person's mind, no matter how hard their parents try to explain to them that there are no monsters or kings of terror in this world, but for them as children, they are there.

And now Calvin's "King of Terror" stood at the end of that long, well-lit corridor.

Calvin held back his dizziness and looked at Virgil, who obviously only wanted to be with Calvin, but Calvin shook his head weakly at him.

"Heat stroke? You look bad, I think I—"

"Look at that poor little one, I'll wait for you outside."

Calvin said.

Then he staggered towards the waiting area.

He could feel Virgil's gaze sticking to his back all the time, but when he sat on the chair, endured the dizziness, and looked at the corridor again, both Virgil and Dr. Mira had disappeared .

It was actually a very short corridor, about less than ten meters away. On both sides of the corridor, there were quite childlike cork boards, on which were nailed many pictures of pets waiting to be adopted with colorful tacks.

After all, this is just a pet hospital.

Calvin struggled to catch his breath.

His back started to ache again...

Calvin crossed his arms on his knees and buried his head deep to hide the contortion of his facial muscles.

damn it--

He cursed himself and the damn painkillers in his heart, he clearly took three times the rated share of painkillers before going out (Fogg, of course, quite disagrees with this), but now the deformed part on his back can't wait It made its own presence manifest.

The pain was like an invisible hand constantly spreading in Calvin's body. It grabbed Calvin's scalp, made him feel his forehead swell, and squeezed Calvin's soft brain and eyeballs, making them under the pressure of blood pressure. Inflated under the effect, it forced Calvin to open his mouth like a pregnant woman and take rapid and short breaths, so that the gradually shrinking lungs could get a trace of thin oxygen.

Calvin felt that his current situation was terrible.

"Snoring..."

At this moment, Calvin heard a very small snoring, very steady, with a wonderfully calming effect.Calvin couldn't help turning his head slightly to look at his side, and then he met a pair of orange-yellow eyes - from that huge and strong black cat.

It was only then that Calvin noticed that he had just sat in the same row of seats as the man with the cat without thinking about it.

The difference is that he is at this end of the seat, while the man is at the other end of the seat. The latter looks down at the black cat in the cat box with some puzzlement at this time. The black cat, which was making threatening noises frantically, made a rare coquettish movement across the cage.

The cat rubbed its mouth back and forth on the grid of the cat cage door, and released a series of sweet purrs from its throat that did not match its mighty appearance.

And when Calvin looked at the black cat, it stopped all movements, put its feet together under its chest, and fixed its orange eyes on Calvin.

Calvin squinted his eyes, and he realized that he actually liked this cat.

"Meow."

The cat yelled softly at Calvin.

"Hi."

Calvin couldn't help smiling.

"She is Lady Vera."

It was the owner of the black cat who suddenly introduced. His serious tone made Calvin stunned for a moment before realizing that "Ms. Vera" was the black cat.

"Well... hello, Ms. Vera."

After a little hesitation, Calvin nodded stiffly at the cat.He has always tried his best to avoid contact with irrelevant people, and he doesn't understand why the cat owner who seemed a little defensive towards him at first would suddenly speak to him.

Maybe it's because of the cat?Calvin thought in a panic.

For some reason, Calvin's jerky expression made the cat's owner, a somewhat nervous man, relax a lot.

"Ms. Vera is not an ordinary cat, she is quite smart, and sometimes I think she is much smarter than humans - she likes you quite a lot, which is rare, you must be a kind-hearted person." When the man spoke With an energy of talking to himself, Calvin suspected that he might have been engaged in a job in science and engineering that didn't require much contact with people, but surprisingly, the strange aura on the man didn't make people think Hate.

But when Calvin was thinking this way, the man and the cat in the cat box suddenly raised their heads at the same time and stared directly at Calvin.

"But your companion..." The man hesitated to speak, and his voice became vague, "I have never seen Ms. Vera so vigilant and guarded against a person."

"..."

Calvin blinked his eyes, of course he heard the man's warning, and he was also a little unsure how to respond to the man's embarrassing warning.

The man obviously also noticed Calvin's bewilderment, and his cheeks instantly turned bright red in embarrassment.

"No, please don't pay attention to what I just said. I'm probably just a little confused. Ms. Vera's condition is not very good these days. I think I am also a little abnormal. The doctor said that a cat of her age has already..."

The man's voice paused.

Calvin saw the other party's Adam's apple roll.

"Anyway, she is 17 years old, which is probably long enough for a cat. Ha, ha, maybe she was just confused and made that strange behavior, I mean, to your companion -"

"Meow-"

It was as if she could understand human language. When the man said this, Calvin clearly saw the beautiful and gorgeous eyes showing dissatisfaction. She let out a loud cry, as if to refute .

The man interrupted the far-fetched explanation in an instant. He lowered his head and showed a loving and tolerant expression to the black cat in the cage.

"Okay, I apologize, I shouldn't have said that."

"Meow."

The black cat changed its posture slightly, and a snort similar to "this is not an example" escaped from its furry lips.

Calvin's heart trembled slightly because of this wonderful creature.

"Is there something wrong with her?"

Calvin couldn't help asking.

The man hooked the corner of his mouth bitterly.

"They said it was a tumor, a very serious one."

"Feel sorry."

"No, it's okay. You see, I've tried my best to learn to accept this these days. Ms. Vera is 17 years old after all. However, I, I think I still can't accept what other veterinarians said, what is the meaning of euthanasia?" Kind of like that. Thank goodness Dr. Mira, despite his expensive fees, doesn't make such dire advice."

"Ms Vera still looks radiant now...I think it's going to get better."

Calvin began to regret having a conversation with this man.

He clearly felt the man's despair and frustration, but he was too clumsy to organize any words to comfort him.

"Thank you." The man took out a tissue from his pocket, blew his nose heavily, and then he held the cage in his arms even more tightly with both hands, "But I know that she may not have many days with me, God, I don't know why I suddenly told you this—"

And just as the owner of the black cat was talking to Calvin, a somewhat discordant voice came in.

"Faced with this situation, why are you wasting time in the pet hospital?"

The person who spoke was the old woman with the dog before.

At some point, she moved to the position behind Calvin and the man. She poked her wrinkled head forward, and Calvin caught a glimpse of the thick layer of foundation on her face. Tiny chaps, and the excess skin below her neck was sagging like a turkey.

Calvin shuddered suddenly.

"Sorry, wasting time?" The man looked at the old woman in shock and repeated what she had said earlier.

"Yes, that's the word I said, you see, you have such a deep bond with your cat, you don't want it to leave you like this. But believe me, the people at the pet hospital don't I really do my best to help you save this little thing's life—what you really should do now is to take your cat, get out of here, and find someone who can really help you."

"and many more……"

"The true god of the Advent faction will help you. As long as you serve the Son of God wholeheartedly, he will definitely bestow mercy on you."