After waiting for about ten minutes, Zhang Aijia's white guide stopped in front of the pet house.

After greeting Huang Xiaowan and the others one by one, Zhang Aijia urged Zhou Xiaochuan to hurry up and follow him.

"I'm going to the doctor, and I'm calling if there's something." After giving an order to Huang Xiaowan and others, Zhou Xiaochuan got into Zhang Aijia's car. The sand, who likes to join in the fun, naturally won't let go of this opportunity, and jumped into the car together.

Carrying Zhou Xiaochuan, Zhang Aijia drove out of the flower and bird market, all the way north, and finally drove into an old-fashioned community.

As soon as the car was parked, Uncle Zhang greeted him from afar: "Why did you come here now?" I've been waiting here for a long time. ”

Zhang Aijia was a little aggrieved: "Grandpa, don't you look at what time it is, it's the rush hour for work, I didn't get stuck in traffic on the road, it's already good." "In the past two years, there have been more cars in Fangting County, so people here have also enjoyed the 'treatment' of traffic jams.

Uncle Zhang didn't dwell on this issue, but stepped forward and pulled Zhou Xiaochuan towards an old-fashioned residential building next to him: "Hurry up and follow me to see my friend's dog, its situation seems to be very unoptimistic." ”

Zhou Xiaochuan was almost dragged to the fourth floor by Uncle Zhang.

As soon as he walked up to the fourth floor, Zhou Xiaochuan heard a low and weak scream. There is no doubt that this mournful cry should have come from the dog that Uncle Zhang was talking about.

The old turtle poked his head out of Zhou Xiaochuan's trouser pocket with a serious expression: "This is ...... Reluctance before dying! ”

The sand that followed Zhou Xiaochuan also changed to a solemn expression at this time: "This dog's life has come to an end, but it seems that it still has some things on its mind, so it has not passed away." ”

Hearing the words of Shazi and the old turtle, Zhou Xiaochuan's expression also became serious, and he followed Uncle Zhang into a room on the left side of the fourth floor.

The furniture in the house is simple, but it is clean. In the slightly cramped living room, an old man with gray hair was half-crouching on the ground. In front of him, there was an old white dog, laboriously sticking out his tongue and licking his hand. This dog is not a famous dog, just an ordinary Chinese pastoral dog.

Zhou Xiaochuan could see at a glance that the life of this old dog, as Shazi and the old turtle said, had come to an end, showing the appearance of running out of oil and lamps.

"Lao Wang, this is Xiao Zhou I told you, he is the best veterinarian in Fangting County, there must be a way to help you cure the 'white wolf'." After introducing Zhou Xiaochuan to the old man, Uncle Zhang lowered his voice and said to Zhou Xiaochuan: "Xiao Zhou, this old gentleman's name is Wang Wenbo, and he has been a friend of mine for many years. Ay...... Speaking of others, it's quite pitiful. His wife died early, and his children were all out of town, and over the years, he had relied on a white wolf by his side. You may not believe it. Don't look at the white wolf as a worthless dog, but it's very smart. In the past few years, Lao Wang's memory has declined significantly, and it is all because of the white wolf by his side to take care of him, so there is no accident. It can be said that although the white wolf is not a valuable dog breed, it is not bad at all compared to those well-trained guide dogs. And for Lao Wang, the white wolf is his relative! Or even ...... Relatives dearer than his children! At least his sons and daughters are not as good as the white wolf to him. Therefore, you must think of a way to help Lao Wang save the white wolf! ”

Wang Wenbo, who had been half-squatting on the ground, also stood up at this time. Perhaps because he had been squatting for too long, he walked a little staggered and unsteady on his feet. After taking a few steps in front of Zhou Xiaochuan, he clenched Zhou Xiaochuan's hands hard, like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw. And in his eyes, there is expectation. His voice trembled and pleaded, "Doctor Zhou, please, help me save the white wolf!" Please, heal it! ”

Zhou Xiaochuan also wanted to save the old dog named White Wolf, but the problem was that the old dog was not sick, but because he was too old and his life came to an end. In such a situation, mystical energy does not play a big role. Zhou Xiaochuan had encountered several similar situations before, and thus came to the conclusion that mysterious energy has no effect on creatures that naturally die of old age. At least, with the mysterious energy in Zhou Xiaochuan's body at present, it is not possible to extend his natural lifespan for the time being.

Looking at Wang Wenbo with an expectant expression on his face, Zhou Xiaochuan secretly sighed and said, "Let me take a look at the situation of the white wolf first." At this moment, there was also a trace of luck in his heart: maybe this time, the mysterious energy would be able to exert its effect?

"Please!" Wang Wenbo nodded vigorously, and it could be seen that he pinned all his hopes on Zhou Xiaochuan.

Zhou Xiaochuan didn't say anything more, just walked in front of the white wolf who had run out of oil, squatted down, took out a tube of silver needles from his pocket, took out one and pierced it into the white wolf's life-gate acupoint, and began to walk the needle.

The mysterious energy that had been gathering momentum for a long time immediately entered the white wolf's body along the silver needle and began to flow along the meridian circulation.

Zhou Xiaochuan closed his eyes and felt the changes in the white wolf's physical condition through the mysterious energy that entered the white wolf's body.

Wang Wenbo stood beside him, looking nervous and apprehensive.

Uncle Zhang and Zhang Aijia also held their breath, for fear that they would disturb him.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Xiaochuan opened his eyes and lifted the silver needle out of the white wolf's body.

Wang Wenbo, who couldn't wait for a long time, hurriedly asked, "Doctor Zhou, how is the situation of the white wolf?" You're going to be able to cure it, right? The short ten minutes that have just passed are more difficult for Wang Wenbo than ten days and a half months.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Xiaochuan shook his head helplessly and sighed: "The white wolf is not sick, but because he is too old, his life has come to an end. There is nothing I can do about such a situation. His attempt just now once again verified that the current mystical energy is difficult to do against creatures that die of natural aging.

"How...... How so?! This news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Wang Wenbo, shattering the last hope in his heart. Although he had been mentally prepared for this, he still couldn't accept it at this time, he only felt that his eyes were suddenly dark, and his body was about to fall to the side after shaking twice. Fortunately, Uncle Zhang stood beside him, and he quickly supported him, and rubbed his chest for a while according to the acupoint of the person, which made him breathe and reopen his eyes.

Seeing that Wang Wenbo regained his senses, Uncle Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly asked Zhou Xiaochuan: "Is it really that there is no way at all?" Xiao Zhou, think about it again, think about it. "Actually, Uncle Zhang is very clear about Zhou Xiaochuan's personality, and knows that he will not perfunctory himself if he has something to say, since he said that he is powerless, then he is really powerless. However, Uncle Zhang didn't want to give up just like that, so he held a bit of luck and asked again.

"There's really nothing I can do." These eight words look simple, but what Zhou Xiaochuan said is very difficult. He hadn't felt this powerlessness in a long time since he had gained mystical energy. This feeling is really uncomfortable.

Wang Wenbo broke free from Uncle Zhang's support, pounced on the white wolf again, stroked its head and whimpered.

The white wolf stretched out his tongue with great effort and licked Wang Wenbo's hand. From time to time, it would let out a few weak whimperes from its mouth, as if it was comforting Wang Wenbo.

"Old Wang ......" Uncle Zhang, who was standing behind Wang Wenbo, wanted to speak comforting several times, but after he spoke, he didn't know what to say.

Seeing such a scene, Zhou Xiaochuan was also embarrassed. At this moment, a weak and old voice came into his ears: "Human, I heard this cat say, do you know the language of beasts?" Can you help me translate that? I have something to say to the master. The one who said this was the white wolf who had run out of oil and dried up. And the cat in its mouth is the sand squatting next to it.

"This ...... All right. After a short hesitation, Zhou Xiaochuan still nodded and agreed to the white wolf's request before he died. Then he walked to Wang Wenbo's side, patted Wang Wenbo's shoulder gently, and said softly: "Mr. Wang, the white wolf has something to say to you." If you don't mind, let me translate it for you. ”

Wang Wenbo raised his head with a look of surprise: "The white wolf has something to say to me?" ”

Uncle Zhang was also stunned, and couldn't help asking, "Xiao Zhou, you just said translation?" Could it be that you can still understand what the dog is saying? ”

For this question, Zhou Xiaochuan has already thought about how to answer: "I once learned some dog language translation skills. This technique sounds mysterious, but it is actually based on the barking, humming, and facial expressions of dogs to infer what they want to say. I saw that the white wolf looked at Mr. Wang's reluctant gaze, obviously he had something to say to Mr. Wang. If Mr. Wang doesn't mind, I can help translate what the white wolf has to say. Of course, I can't guarantee that what I'm translating will be correct. The last sentence was added because Zhou Xiaochuan did not want to arouse the suspicion and speculation of others. In fact, who in this world can translate more accurately than him?

"I seem to have seen about animal language translation on the Internet before, and there are even people who specialize in animal language translation in some countries in Europe and the United States. And now in pet supply stores in some big cities in China, there are also instruments such as dog language translators for sale. It's just that I didn't expect that Xiaochuan, you actually learned this skill. Ah, I finally know how you trained the sand to sing. Presumably, it also relies on this skill, right? Zhang Aijia's words can be regarded as a favor for Zhou Xiaochuan, not only dispelling the doubts in Wang Wenbo's heart, but also making him believe that Zhou Xiaochuan can really translate what the white wolf wants to say.

(To be continued)