However, she didn't have the courage to ask Chen's father to buy it for her, but called Chen Shu, who was still playing outside, "Sister, help me buy a few cartons of pure milk and come back!" ”

- How many boxes?

Chen Yue thought for a while, "Let's buy three boxes first!" ”

- Okay.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yue went to look at the two puppies again. She made a small nest for the puppy, and she was busy but happy.

Until nightfall, Chen Shu had not returned, and the little white dog was already dead.

Chen Yue could only watch Grandpa Chen, grab its cold body, and throw it into the septic tank in the village.

She wasn't so paranoid, and she knew she was going to die, but she still couldn't stop feeling sad when she saw this scene.

In the following time, Chen Yue almost never left the little greyhound, as long as no one held it, the little greyhound would bark "angangang", put it in the kennel, and crawl out while barking.

Dad Chen passed in front of her from time to time, and couldn't help but sigh: "If we are old, you can have half the patience you have now, and your mother and I will be content~"

There was a smell of vinegar in the air, and Chen Yue said with a smile, "Dad, you are really a person, why are you still competing with a dog~"

That night, Chen Yue specially warmed the pure milk that she bought back for the little greyhound to drink. The little greyhound drank with relish, which always gave her the illusion that it would survive.

On a winter night, the temperature was so low that Chen Yue moved the little greyhound's nest into her and Chen Shu's bedroom, but the little greyhound kept barking, so noisy that Chen Shu couldn't fall asleep, and turned over many times in succession, and Chen Yue finally took it out.

I don't know how long it took, the little greyhound still barked as soon as he let go, and in desperation, Chen Yue brought the big orange cat at home and forcibly let them love each other.

Under the protection of the big orange cat, the little greyhound can be regarded as quiet.

Chen Yue has never brought a child, but this night she suddenly felt that bringing a child was nothing more than that, it was really hard for her mother. The next day, Chen Yue got up early and warmed a plate of pure milk for the little greyhound, and he still ate very energetically.

Chen Yue was thinking about when it would open its eyes, and at the same time thinking about whether to buy a few more boxes.

Until this afternoon, he suddenly didn't eat anything, stopped barking, and curled up in the kennel, his body rising and falling with his breathing.

Barely breathing...... Life hangs by a thread.

As soon as Chen Yue thought of such words, tears rolled in her eyes.

Chen Yue thought that what it ate was not nutritious enough, so she searched on the Internet: "What should a newborn puppy eat?" ”

- Goat milk powder.

- Goat's milk is the closest to breast milk, and it is the most suitable.

Is there a difference between goat's milk and cow's milk?

Chen Yue didn't know much about it, so she searched again: "Can a newborn puppy eat milk?" ”

- No, the ratio of lactose and fat in milk is the opposite of the ratio of lactose and fat in goat's milk. The puppy's digestive system is not yet perfect, which can lead to diarrhea, and in severe cases, death from dehydration......

“！” Death from dehydration.

Chen Yue's gaze returned to the little greyhound, and suddenly felt that it was uncomfortable to even breathe.

What to do, it's going to die.

Chen Yue always thought that it would be a while for her to bring it back and let it live for a while, but she didn't expect that she would let it suffer more during her lifetime.

Maybe it was picked up yesterday...... Even if it doesn't, it's better to die of cold than to die of dehydration now. What kind of experience is it to die of dehydration, Chen Yue didn't dare to search for it, but she could know that it must be very painful.

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