"I'm not drunk." may also know that Jun Moyan was angry, and the drunkard got up from the ground and staggered towards the sofa.

Although his steps were still unsteady, he finally didn't fall and sat down firmly on the sofa.

"Since you're not drunk, hurry up and revive it." Jun Mo Yan's face was gloomy and terrifying, even more terrifying than when he killed the enemy in the woods.

The drunkard raised his eyes and looked at the fluffy mass on the case, blinking, a little confused.

Then he looked at Jun Moyan and said directly without fear of death:

"You're not sick, are you?"

Seeing that Jun Moyan was about to get angry again, the drunkard hurriedly said: "You have to get it, save it, save it immediately." ”

He said and beckoned to Bai Yi: "Green, bring me the medicine box." ”

Dressed in white and with black lines, it seems that he is really drunk.

Bent down and picked up the medical box that had just been placed on the ground in Tsing Yi and handed it to the drunkard.

The drunkard, who was examining the cat's wounds, looked up, looked at the white clothes, and smiled: "It turned out to be white, but I thought it was green." ”

After speaking, regardless of everyone's speechless appearance, he continued to look down to check the cat's injuries.

After a long while, he said: "It's not saved, I lost too much blood, in addition to this injury, there are also very serious internal injuries, who is so vicious, even a cat that has just been born for a long time will not let go." ”

Jun Moyan, who heard the drunkard's words, his heart beat hard, and he frowned: "...... You're not going to rescue it? ”

"I said Jun Sanshao, the first day you knew me? If you can't save it, what's the point of rescuing? Let it live two more hours? It is only to add to its pain, but it is better to kill it now and save it from suffering. ”

As the drunkard spoke, a chill flashed in his cuffs, and he had a sharp scalpel in his hand at some point.

Seeing that the raised scalpel was about to fall, Jun Moyan raised his leg and kicked the drunkard to the other end of the sofa.

Tsing Yi's heart tightened, and he subconsciously took a step forward, but because of Jun Moyan, he finally couldn't help but not step forward to help the drunkard.

“… Holy, ahem...... Surnamed Jun, you actually kicked me for a dying cat. ”

The drunkard lay on the sofa, one hand covering his kicked chest: "Ahem, have you eaten explosives, your lungs are going to be kicked out by you." ”

Jun Moyan looked at the drunkard screaming on the sofa, and then looked at the motionless cat on the case, a little irritable:

"Send him back."

"Yes."

Tsing Yi hurriedly dropped the towel in his hand and helped the drunkard on the sofa up: "Let your mouth be broken, you deserve to be kicked." ”

"Damn, it's obvious that you guys went crazy at night and pulled me out of bed, and if you were full and had nothing to do, let me save a cat, and kick me."

"Alright, shut up."

Tsing Yi gave Bai Yi a look as he spoke, and Bai Yi nodded, indicating that he was here.

Tsing Yi then left with the drunkard in peace......

"Sanshao, this cat, how to deal with it?" The white clothes took two steps forward.

Jun Moyan looked at the cat, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, and his eyes were dark.

After a while, he said, "Find a place with good feng shui and bury it." ”

The drunkard said that there was no help, that is, there was really no help.

"Okay."

"Wait." Jun Moyan temporarily changed his words again: "Let's bury it in the back garden." ”

"This ...... Three less, somewhat taboo, will it not be good? ”

"Do as I say."

After Jun Moyan finished speaking, he turned around and went upstairs directly.

Wen Xiaoai's consciousness gradually dissipated, and in the haze, she only heard the footsteps of the man going upstairs.

She wanted to follow in his footsteps and claim the strange energy in him to ease the pain, but she really didn't have the strength.