The bloody little milk dog, there is a hole in the belly, and wisps of blood are gushing out, and the non-stop bright red makes people wonder how there can be so much blood in such a small body.

Seeing this, Qi Mei's eyes turned red, "How can this be?" The hand that shook with Han Yan couldn't help but tremble slightly, "Yes, I can save it." In a panic, she broke free from Han Yan's hand.

Qi Mei pretended to take out the improved gold sore medicine from the package, but actually took out the improved gold sore medicine from the space, and trembled her hands, not caring that this was the batch of gold sore medicine customized by Han Yan, and sprinkled it all on the little milk dog at once.

Gold sore medicine has a good hemostatic effect, but it is for people, for animals it is a layer worse, plus the object of gold sore medicine, the more powerful, the better the effect.

The hole in the belly of the thin little milk dog is not big, but compared to the small milk dog, it is not small and has been injured to the root, therefore, although the blood flow is a little smaller, but it is not of much use, just like if a person hurts the artery, the effect of gold sore medicine is worse than the effect of stopping bleeding in other places.

Qi Mei held a piece of gauze and wanted to hold the little milk dog's injury, however, the little milk dog was too fragile, she didn't dare to use force at all, and the blood quickly soaked through the white gauze.

Qi Mei, who was flustered, felt a strong panic in her heart, and her hands trembled, "Brother Yan, you help me hold Xiao Huangba." ”

"Xiaomei, don't worry. Han Yan's voice sounded in a low voice.

He suppressed the pain and helped to hold the body of the little milk dog, the fluffy little milk dog, although it was not long by their side, but it brought them a lot of joy.

wiped the tears that couldn't help but flow from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and Qi Mei, who was red with red hands, smiled ugly, "I will definitely be able to save Xiao Huangba." ”

Unconsciously, she repeated it again, and then, she pretended to take out a syringe from her backpack, and after quickly anesthetizing Xiao Huangba, she quickly stitched Xiao Huangba's leaky belly with sutures with the help of Han Yan.

After sewing up her stomach, Qi Mei sprinkled a lot of gold sore medicine on Xiao Huangba again, and then she didn't care that Han Yan would feel that the capacity of the small backpack she was carrying seemed to be a little larger, and she took out a bottle of purple bamboo shoot juice from the backpack, "Come on, Xiao Huangba, you drink it." ”

Purple bamboo shoot juice has the effect of restoring the vitality of the human body and activating cells, and it may also be useful for Xiaohuangba.

And the purple bamboo shoot juice, this really makes Xiao Huangba a little more energetic.

But Rao is like this, Qi Mei can still feel that all this still can't stop Xiao Huangba's vitality from slowly fading.

A strong sense of frustration welled up in my heart.

The tears in her eyes flowed more and more, and one drop fell lower, cooling, and smashing on Qi Mei's face, like an ice blade.

Pursing his lips, Han Yan had a headache, half-squatted beside Qi Mei, patted it gently, looking at the little milk dog that was trembling slightly and getting weaker and weaker, he pursed his lips, "Otherwise, let's send it to the hospital to try." Even if he knew it was impossible, the weak little milk dog wouldn't be able to hold out there.

Under the tears, Qi Mei smiled bitterly, "There is no pet hospital in Huayun City. "How could an ordinary doctor treat Xiao Huangba, even if he could, puppies and people are different.

Whoosh, snort, the little milk dog stuck out his tongue, trying to swallow the purple bamboo shoot juice, and his wet eyes looked at Qi Mei, full of reluctance and a strong desire to survive.

Qi Mei looked at Xiao Huangba, only to feel that it was extremely difficult to breathe.

If Xiao Huangba died of natural old age, she still felt that it didn't matter, but after being reborn, she couldn't leave unexpectedly.

Even if there is only a glimmer of chance, she will not give up.

Suddenly, Qi Mei thought of poplar branch nectar, if the purple bamboo shoots are not good, what about the poplar branch manna that is thousands of times better? Even if the purple bamboo forest space has always said that poplar branch manna cannot be used by ordinary people, I am afraid that it is the same for small milk dogs.

But now Qi Mei can't take care of it.

No worse could be worse than it is now.

Thinking of this, Qi Mei gritted her teeth and took out a small bottle of poplar branch manna diluted 10,000 times from her bag.

In her purple bamboo forest, various poplar branch nectars were diluted tenfold, hundredfold, thousand, and ten thousand times, but she didn't dare to use high-concentration poplar branch manna for the little milk dog at once, after all, the human body could not bear this kind of poplar branch nectar.

But Xiao Huangba's situation is critical, and Qi Mei can only hope that this 10,000-fold diluted poplar branch nectar can have an effect on Xiao Huangba.

However, after looking at Xiao Huangba, who was almost about to stop breathing, Qi Mei thought about it, and replaced it with a thousand-fold diluted poplar branch nectar.

Looking at Qi Mei who was busy on the side, Han Yan couldn't help but sigh, squatted down, touched it gently, and looked up hard, wanting to be coquettish as usual, Xiao Huangba's heart became even more sour.

The feeling of powerlessness once again came to my heart.

Just like the time when his grandparents left in a car accident, Han Yan clenched his fists, the driver, but was sentenced to three years in prison, and even the fine, the driver was crying and begging, helpless.

Because the driver's family has no money at all, the life of the grandparents is only a three-year sentence, but they have not even received compensation.

At that time, he told himself that he must take everything into his own hands as much as possible, so even if he cooperated with Wang Fufeng, even if he went to that realm to dump goods, there was a certain risk, and he was only fifteen years old, and he didn't want everything to be out of his control, so he worked so hard.

However, looking at Xiao Huangba, he still had a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

And on the other side, seeing the poplar branch nectar, the little milk dog's eyes suddenly lit up slightly, staring at the glass bottle tightly, obviously, it seemed to know that the contents of this bottle were very good for it.

Seeing this, Qi Mei couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly poured a small drop of the thousand-fold diluted poplar branch nectar, put her finger on her finger, and put her finger to Xiao Huangba's mouth.

"Let's da, let's da~~" The more Xiao Huangba ate, the more energetic he became.

When Qi Mei was full of joy, she saw that after eating two bites, Xiao Huangba's spiritual head suddenly fell again, and her little body trembled slightly, but she became weaker and weaker.

Xiao Huangba's wistful, wet gaze swept over Qi Mei's eyes, as if there were countless words to say, however, its eyes suddenly stopped, and the last trace of brilliance gradually receded from its eyes......

"Little Yellow Ba~~"

The glass bottle in hand, with a "click", fell, and the liquid flowed out, Qi Mei slowly reached out and touched the little fluffy little head.