The fat eunuch put down the little wonton, and then frowned and said, "If you go back to Gege, the slave will look, there is a chance that this is canine plague!" ”

Ning Ying knew it was bad when she heard it.

Canine plague is no joke – just by name.

But anyone with the word "plague" is not a simple disease.

Canine plague is a viral infectious disease between dogs, and the mortality rate is relatively high, especially for small dogs, it is easier to escape the ghost door.

Even if it is cured, there will be sequelae of paralysis and convulsions.

If it were in modern times, Ning Ying would have taken the dog to the pet hospital a long time ago, and the modern medical level is getting higher and higher, and the cure rate of canine plague is relatively improving.

But now it is the Kangxi period......

As if he could understand people's speech, the little wonton lifted up with difficulty, turning around to look at this and that.

It is a puppy that has been abandoned, although it has followed Ning Ying for more than half a year, but the psychological trauma is still there, and the most feared thing is to be abandoned by the owner.

At this time, its big black eyes were immediately full of tears, looking at Ning Ying pitifully, its little claws stretched out to Ning Ying in fear, and its little tail was trembling all the time.

Ning Ying hurriedly asked Qing Yang to take the little wonton back from the fat eunuch's hand, and then hugged it tightly in her arms.

The fat eunuch said respectfully: "The slave has a prescription, you have to decoct the medicine quickly and pour it into the puppy, the sooner this disease is treated, the easier it is to save it." ”

He said as he looked at Su Peisheng.

Su Peisheng nodded and said, "Hurry up, don't rub it off!" The fourth master's dog has a small illness and pain on weekdays, and you look at it, and the master also knows about it, so you can take the decoction and make an idea! ”

As he spoke, he beckoned the little eunuch who was waiting for the ink marks next to him to hurry up.

The fat eunuch began to report prescriptions: skullcap, gastrodia, andrographis, banlan root, honeysuckle, parsnip, hook vine, banxia, mutong, big green leaves......

Ning Ying listened to it beside her, and she was worried in her heart: These medicines will be used to treat people's colds.

If you give it to a dog, can such a dangerous plague really be cured?

The fat eunuch looked confident, and while reporting the prescription, the little eunuch over there lowered his head and remembered.

The fourth elder brother hadn't returned home yet, so Su Peisheng led Ning Ying to the study next to him to sit.

Ning Ying hugged the little wonton and went over.

The little wonton began to run nose and tears when it didn't take long for it, Ning Ying helped it wipe it little by little, and finally waited until the medicine was decoctioned, and the little eunuch hurriedly packed it in a dog food jar and sent it to both sides.

Ning Ying saw that this medicine was not like the liquid she imagined, but like a bowl of black sesame paste, and the viscosity was very similar to lotus root powder, and it was not very bitter when it smelled, but had a clear aroma of plants.

The fat eunuch went to take care of the fourth elder brother's ink marks, and here, another little eunuch who took care of the dog came to help.

Qing Yang and he hugged the little wonton on the ground together, let the little wonton lie down on his side, the little eunuch grabbed the little wonton's upper and lower jaws, separated them slightly, and handed a bamboo slice with a round blunt head to Qing Yang.

The little wonton has never been treated like this, and the four little claws are struggling desperately.

Ning Ying hurriedly went over to help, and while pressing its small body, she reached out and touched its little dog's head: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" I'm here! ”

Pets relax when they hear and smell the shoveler's voice.

The little wonton was a little quieter.

Qing Yang hurriedly scraped a little "black sesame paste" in the bowl, stretched it into the mouth of the little wonton, and directly applied the medicine to the root of the tongue of the little wonton.

While she was applying, the little eunuch instructed her to pay attention to her movements slowly, and not to choke on the dog's gasping throat.

The little eunuch looked at the opportunity, and as soon as he let go, the little wonton immediately turned over from the ground. The larynx swallowed naturally.

The medicine was swallowed.

But it was sick after all, and its four claws, weak and weak, stood in place for only a moment, and then lay down again.

probably knew that it was just feeding it medicine, and after the little wonton lay down, he didn't resist anymore.

In this way, several people cooperated with each other and finally fed a bowl of medicine to the little wonton.

On the other side, the fat eunuch and several other people, as well as Su Peisheng, were all watching from the side, and they also poured the medicine down to the ink marks.

For a while, the two dogs in the yard coughed one after another.

This is a normal reaction, they were all choked by the medicine, which stimulated the throat - the fat eunuch explained it to Ning Ying.

He was talking about it, but the people in the Fujin courtyard came, and they also said that they wanted to find someone who knew dogs to go over and see, saying that the puppy that Fujin had just brought back from the palace was sick, and the illness was not light!

I'm afraid it's not adaptable.

The fat eunuch said in his heart that he was farting - how many steps from the Forbidden City to the Four Princes' Mansion?

It's not the capital to the south of the Yangtze River, so it's not adaptable?

Then after hearing a few words of symptoms from others, he became even more convinced - this is dog plague, which is not contagious.

But none of the dogs in this backyard can escape.

Back in her small yard, Ning Ying didn't dare to go to bed - the little wonton is young and timid after all, not to mention that this disease is dangerous, and now it looks like it is the early stage of the disease, who knows if it will suddenly develop to a serious stage?

She didn't sleep, she sat in the room and hugged the little wonton on her lap, and the little wonton clinged to her.

It also knew that the owner was accompanying her, so it looked up at Ning Ying with apologies and anxiety, and kept rubbing her arm with the puppy's head to show its gratitude.

Ning Ying looked at the little wonton's action, and felt sour in her heart - this puppy must have suffered a lot of grievances when he was wandering before, so he felt that causing trouble to his owner was a very uncomfortable and guilty thing.

It is afraid that it will become a burden to others, it is afraid that it will be disliked by others, and it is even more afraid that it will be thrown out of the door by its owner because of this.

"You're not a trouble, you're my little baby!" Ning Ying whispered against its puppy ear.

Qingyang and Ting'er came over to persuade them several times, saying that they should let their Gege rest early, but they saw Ning Ying leaning on the bedpost, dozing off in a daze.

Ting'er was very distressed, so she found a cloak all over the house and wrapped Ning Ying in one left and one on the right.

Qing Yang pulled her out, and said softly in the courtyard: "Oh, if there was no little wonton to guide the way at the beginning, the fourth master would not have come to Gege." That's why Gege values small wontons the most, and we all have to think about it. ”

Ting'er shook her head uncharacteristically, and said with a childish but firm face: "No! Gege is kind, just because Gege is kind! ”

After she finished speaking, as if to find an argument and support the argument, she puffed out her fleshy cheeks, and said resolutely: "No matter what Gege makes delicious, as long as he sees that I am hungry, he will specially give me some - Gege is she ...... She is, is a very nice person! ”