[Comprehensive] Cute Pet Diary

【Coach, I want to learn boxing. 】

【Owner: Maureen Nightingale (amateur boxer)】

Because I used a private car this time, the return trip was much shorter.

Once in Manhattan, Maureen drove straight to St. John's Hospital where Rosalia was.

When seeing Rosalia again, Maureen couldn't believe her eyes.

The Rosalia she knew was always so glamorous, and she could attract a lot of men and women without smiling when walking on the street.As a professional model, Rosalia pays far more attention to her appearance than to her own life.

But such a girl who pays attention to her appearance is lying on the bed in the intensive care unit with her whole body wrapped in bandages.The skin on the naked/exposed face was as pale as the pillow she was sleeping on, and there were still a lot of bruises on it, and even the well-trimmed thin eyebrows had scabbed wounds.

She was lying like this, with an oxygen mask on her face, but she was still exhaling more than inhaling.

Maureen, who was looking at Rosalia through the glass, covered her mouth uncontrollably.

She was really afraid that if she couldn't control it for a while, some strange voice would come out of her throat to embarrass her.

Amid the constant beeps in the ward, Maureen heard her own trembling voice: "Doctor... Rosalia, Little Rose, how is Little Rose?"

The doctor's sister sighed, and looked down at the case sheet in her hand.

The moment the doctor's sister lowered her head, she seemed to faintly see the paper bag in Maureen's hand bulging and twisting, as if there was something alive inside.

Live animals are not allowed to be brought in at random in the hospital. The doctor's sister thought it was because she was dazzled and didn't investigate carefully.

Waiting outside the ward, and the New York police officer in charge of the case of the Schort brothers and sisters, were also waiting for the doctor to explain.Seeing Maureen's tense body, he patted her on the shoulder reassuringly.

"Three ribs were broken, but fortunately no internal organs were injured. The lungs were damaged and bleeding, but there was no major problem. The right leg and calf were broken, but it will recover after a period of recuperation. As for other abrasions and bruises, it's okay... The doctor's sister paused, "This is the scary thing."

She took out an x-ray from the file in her arms and handed it to the police officer, but the officer gave it to Maureen instead.

Maureen took it over and took a look. Although she couldn't understand X-rays, she still couldn't help but gasp.

What she held in her hand was an X-ray of a person's brain.

Even if she couldn't understand this, it was an X-ray of a head after all. There was no need to remind Maureen, she was already aware of the seriousness of the problem.

The doctor's sister pointed to a shadow on the X-ray, and said, "Look here, there is blood here, oppressing the girl's optic nerve, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid...?" Maureen bit her lower lip tightly.

The police officer asked softly: "I'm afraid I will lose my sight?"

The doctor sister nodded slightly: "Actually, blindness is not bad, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive..."

She said, following Maureen and the police officer, she looked at Rosalia who was lying quietly in the ward.

The dim light in the ward shone on her, making her as fragile as a paper figure.

Not just who sighed, but who didn't speak again.

The police officer went to the doctor's sister to inquire about Rosalia's condition carefully, while Maureen sat alone on the chair outside the ward.

The paper bag she was carrying was placed aside by her.As she sat down in silence, resting her head on her hands, the bag made a few rustling noises.

A small fluffy paw stretched out, gently pressed the pad on Maureen's thigh, and then rolled it slowly, attracting her attention.

Maureen propped her forehead with her hands, and tilted her head to look at the owner of the claw.

Dongmiao's fluffy head poked out of the paper bag, quietly looking at Maureen with gray blue eyes, and the expression on her face, which had been unhappy all along, seemed much more relaxed at this moment.

He was sneaked into the hospital by Maureen before hiding in a bag, and he listened to what the doctor and the police officer said.

Thinking of the beautiful girl with a shy smile that he had seen before, he also felt a little embarrassed.

Life is always like this, no matter how lively and glamorous your first half of life was, fate can always slap you abruptly, make you roll in the dust, and eventually become ashamed, but there is nothing you can do about it.

There are many such people in the world, but when we meet the next one, we can't help but sigh for her.

Maureen curled the corners of her mouth with a wry smile: "Look at Little Rose, the girl who was so happy to get a chance to be on the cover of a magazine not long ago has turned into this miserable state in a few days... She wants her Look better, let her male god pay more attention to her, now it's all right..."

She is fine now, on Christmas Eve she had a car accident and was admitted to the intensive care unit, and her male god also mysteriously disappeared while playing high-altitude free fall.

There was no connection between them before, and now there is—both bad luck at Christmas.

Dongmiao saw the expression on Maureen's face about to cry, stood up from the bag, slowly crawled out of the bag, got into Maureen's arms, and raised her head to rub her chin.

Feeling the fluffy feeling on her chin, Maureen couldn't help rubbing it too.

The soft and soft touch, with its wonderful soothing power, made Maureen's tears flow down her eyes slowly, and finally she resisted the urge to cry outside the ward.

Seeing that her mood had calmed down, Dongmiao also breathed a sigh of relief.

The footsteps of "da da da" sounded not far away. Mr. police officer returned soon after collecting the information he wanted.

Dongmiao didn't have time to get back into the bag, so she simply sat up on Maureen's lap, raised her head from her arms, and stared at the police officer with dead fish eyes.

The police officer didn't see him at first, but when he saw him, he choked back the words that reached his throat.

He didn't expect Maureen to bring a pet to the hospital, but she looked so heartbroken that he couldn't say anything about taking the pet out.

And he seems to have heard that pets are the best medicine for depression...

The officer looked back at the cat and asked, "Miss Maureen Nightingale?"

"Yes." Maureen pulled herself together to answer the question.

"I have a few questions for you," the police officer showed a nypd smile, "How long have you known the victim, Rosalia Short?"

Maureen thought for a while: "I came to work in New York two years ago and started to know her. The gym opened by her brother Liam is a place I often go to."

"So you and the deceased Liam Shorter were also good friends?"

Maureen was irritated by the "dead" in the police officer's words, and felt uncomfortable.

Dongmiao patted her hand with her paw in a tacit understanding.

Maureen was a little moved, and held Dongmeow's little paw with her backhand, and continued to answer the question: "Yes, I went to his place to chat with him not long before Christmas."

Just chatting won't beat people to the ground.

Dong Miao silently added a sentence, Major General, stay away.

The police officer asked some more questions about the family status of the Schorts. Maureen didn't know much, but at least she knew that the siblings were not New York natives, their parents had died early, and they seemed to have an aunt.

Soon the officer asked about Liam being a boxer, and Maureen knew even less.

"Mr Short appears to have gotten into unnecessary trouble," the officer said.

"The guy from Hell's Kitchen playing/black market?" Maureen asked.

The officer was a little surprised that she would know this: "Yes, we found out that Mr. Shorter had a black game before Christmas Eve, and most people bet on him to lose, but he bet on himself and won a lot of money On Christmas Eve, I wanted to take my sister out of the city, but my enemies approached me, and I was hit by a car without a license plate at the entrance of the highway."

After hesitating for a moment, the police officer said, "The internal organs were severely damaged and he died on the spot."

Maureen didn't pay attention to Liam's cause of death.

A lot of money.

She froze for a moment, lowered her head and met Dongmiao's gaze.

There was no wave in the latter's eyes.

But she was surprised.

She didn't even know that Liam not only really participated in the black market competition, but also dared to win money...

Maureen quickly asked: "Officer, may I ask who did you find out who did it?"

"As long as you check his opponent's employer, you will know who it is," the police officer smiled. Because the specific case is confidential, he did not deepen the discussion. Instead, he said something else, trying to make Maureen less nervous, "I heard that this guy Even the women's boxing match was not spared before. But it seems that a year ago I played this game off, not only lost the match, but my boxer was also beaten to death by the opponent."

Maureen: "Oh, yeah..."

Dongmiao tilted her head and glanced at Maureen.

Maureen looked outside Rosalia's ward for a long time before leaving.The pretty girl was still lying quietly with her eyes closed.

Regardless of whether she can wake up or go blind, Rosalia's career as a model in this life will become very difficult.

Maureen finally touched Rosalia through the window, and finally left the hospital with the bag containing Dongmeow.

Maureen drove to the Lark pet shop outside the bustling neighborhood of Manhattan.There are roller shutters hanging on the window of the pet store, but the store door is wide open.

The store manager, Kristin Lax, was nestled on the sofa on the first floor, playing with her mobile phone lonely.

She was a little surprised that Maureen would be back on Christmas Day.

Maureen was a little surprised she was spending Christmas alone again.

"Who didn't come to accompany you?" Maureen asked.

The store manager gave her a blank stare: "Did you read the news in the morning? The Fulian lost another one last night, and Steve rushed back to the base early in the morning."

Maureen: "Oh, early in the morning..."

Store manager: "...you listen to my explanation——"

The Winter Soldier walked into the store one step late, and the empty cuff on the left dangled, interrupting the store manager's explanation.

Store Manager: "...This is the man who turned into a cat?"

My friend who turned into a cat: "..."

Maureen: "I'm not good at the first wife who is attacking the cute concubine. Boss, can I trouble you to call the captain?"

The store manager went to call, and Maureen squatted silently in front of the window full of pets.Her subordinates, a group of cats and dogs, tried their best to probe her, and at the same time made soft and cute exchanges.

Maureen stroked them silently, while the Winter Soldier walked over silently, glanced at the cubs who were looking forward to her, and he also squatted down.

At first they were a little wary when they saw such a stranger, but the Winter Soldier didn't expect them to be more curious about him than vigilant, and instead of approaching Maureen one by one, they came looking for him.

"You can pet them," Maureen said, pushing a palm-sized cat to his hand.That hand froze suddenly, and it took a while to recover, and carefully stroked the cat with the backhand.

Meow was uncomfortable being touched by his rough palm, so she turned her head and said "Mi~" to him.But the Winter Soldier continued to touch it, because it felt surprisingly good.

The Winter Soldier muttered involuntarily: "You are very suitable to be a boxer."

Maureen didn't hear clearly: "What?"

The Winter Soldier made a fool of himself: "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe that you are good at it."

"Oh, yes, I'm too thin." Maureen shrugged. "But don't underestimate me. My dry arms are full of muscles, and I have breasts!"

"..."

The Winter Soldier said, I know...

Of course he didn't dare to tell the truth: "The person the NYPD police officer said...is you?"

Maureen smiled, but she was full of helplessness: "Yes, they once persuaded me like they persuaded Liam, and offered a big price, but my opponent was once my defeated opponent, and losing to her is too embarrassing ,I refused."

"But it was still a black game."

"Well, halfway through the fight, I suddenly felt dizzy, and then realized that I was still hacked."

The Winter Soldier understands the gist of this, and it's common to drug your opponent during black/match: "But you still win."

Maureen smiled smugly: "Hmph, I'm very energetic when the mania hits. If you want me to be obedient, you won't be injected directly with a needle full of sedatives."

"..."

The Winter Soldier could imagine Little Nightingale in a manic episode beating her opponent half to death with her fists in the ring.

Presumably it was also this match that Maureen was sentenced to a ban.

"The suspension is only for one year," said the Winter Soldier, "you've already made it through, and you can fight back."

Maureen showed a big smile, her eyes were so beautiful that she narrowed her eyes: "That's exactly what I mean—would you like to come together?"

The Winter Soldier was taken aback: "...what?"

Maureen continued to laugh: "Coach, I want to learn boxing."

Winter Soldier: "...with me?"

"Would you like it?" She tilted her head to look over, her eyes were big and bright, shining brightly under the light.

The Winter Soldier wanted to laugh, but deliberately said with a straight face, "I'm not happy."

Maureen immediately stared: "Then I have raised you for nothing for a month!"

The Winter Soldier continued to hold back his smile: "It seems that you voluntarily raised me for a month."

Maureen: "Don't talk to me, my mania is about to hit."

The Winter Soldier was finally amused by her.

He withdrew his hand from stroking the cat, and then patted Maureen's head like a cat: "Have you forgotten what I told you last night?"

It was the first time someone touched her hair like this, Maureen blushed a little: "What, what?"

The Winter Soldier looked at her, suddenly pressed her head to his mouth, took a bite on her forehead, and said softly: "As long as you like it, I will always be your cat."

Feeling the touch of her forehead, Maureen's eyes widened.

She looked at the Winter Soldier, trying to say something, when the phone rang suddenly.

Maureen pushed the Winter Soldier subconsciously, and she also retreated far away to answer the phone: "Hi, I'm Maureen."

The pushed Winter Soldier stared at the phone a little uncomfortably.

Maureen didn't pay attention to his upset: "Ah, officer, hello. How is Rosalia?"

Something was said quickly on the other end of the phone.

The Winter Soldier looked at Maureen, and waited for her to finish the call, but he didn't want to. Before the call was finished, tears had already flowed out.

"...Little Nightingale?" He tried to ask.

Maureen hung up the phone silently, looking at the Winter Soldier with tears in her eyes.

He was looked a little hairy: "what's the matter?"

Maureen was still looking at him, but suddenly rushed over and hugged him, and burst into tears: "Sergeant Barnes!"

The Winter Soldier froze: "I'm not a sergeant, don't rub your snot and tears on me—"

"Sergeant Barnes!" Maureen raised her voice again, crying loudly, "Little Rose, Little Rose...Little Rose is awake!"

Winter Soldier: "...she wakes up, you should laugh..."

But Maureen cried anyway, holding him tight: "Say it again!"

Winter Soldier: "...she woke up and you should laugh?"

"The previous sentence!"

"I'm not--"

"Front!"

The Winter Soldier couldn't help laughing: "As long as you like, I will always be your cat."

Maureen cried and laughed: "Then I won't be polite now."

The Winter Soldier: "...you're welcome—"

Before the words fell, Maureen was already holding the Winter Soldier's head and began to cry and stroke his hair, brushing his hair back and forth: "Little Rose is awake, Little Rose is awake..."

Winter Soldier: "..."

Don't tell him about her mania, his unicorn arm is about to explode.

Later, Maureen stopped playing with his hair, and just hugged him, neither crying nor laughing, just hugging him.

The Winter Soldier pursed his lips, but without making a sound, he reached out and hugged her back.

Forget it, for the sake of your happiness, forget it today, and settle accounts with you later.

Anyway, there will be more time for us in the future.