Adorable Pet Daily Life Ch. 42

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The woman hurried to say, "Don't worry. Zhuangzhuang's very well-behaved. He wouldn't just go around hitting people—or dogs."

Shen Luo flicked his fingers and said, "Alright then. You can do a trial adoption. We'll keep an eye on how Zhuangzhuang and Bai Zhuzhu get along. If anything seems off, we have the right to take Bai Zhuzhu back."

The woman clearly had no objections. As long as she could adopt Bai Zhuzhu, any condition was acceptable.

Finally getting Shen Luo's approval, Zhuangzhuang's mom—whose name was Bai Jie—breathed a sigh of relief. She relaxed a little and started talking about Zhuangzhuang.

"He doesn't talk to people, but he's really obedient and thoughtful. He learns, and he's super kind. Whenever someone in the family gets sick or hurt, he stays right by their side. He's such a good, good kid. He might not speak, but he understands everything," Bai Jie said, smiling as she spoke about her son.

To Shen Luo, even though her clothes were plain and old-fashioned, her face had a kind of gentle prettiness. She looked like a typical hardworking woman—the kind who'd poured her whole life into her child.

Shen Luo couldn't help but feel a tug in his chest. Everyone had their own hardships. Some people held onto a belief and just kept pushing forward. Outsiders wouldn't get it, and even the person living it might not have ever thought about giving up.

He hadn't chosen this role at first—it had kind of been forced on him. But now, he was getting more and more immersed in it. That feeling... it was something only he could truly understand. Maybe his relationship with these stray animals was just like Bai Jie's with Zhuangzhuang. Not just simple reliance, but more like a lifeline. If he gave up, then the animals waiting for help might never have a chance.

He watched in silence as Bai Jie finished the paperwork, bought a few things, then left with Zhuangzhuang carrying Bai Zhuzhu and her holding all the bags. Both of them were smiling as they walked out.

Even after the mother and son had been gone for a while, Shen Luo was still lost in thought.

"Boss! Phone call!" Zheng Jiamei shouted.

Snapping out of it, Shen Luo walked over and picked up the phone—turned out it was someone from their partner hospital asking for a favor.

"A dog got hit by a car. The owner's begging us to do everything we can to save it. Money's not a problem. But the dog's lost a ton of blood and needs an urgent transfusion. We're short on blood over here and wanted to ask if one of your dogs could donate?"

When pets lost too much blood from an injury, they could be treated with a transfusion. But most people wouldn't let their own dogs donate blood. Plus, unlike with humans, there weren't strict regulations around pet blood donation. Some clinics even kept their own cats and dogs just to use as blood donors. Of course, blood transfusion treatment for pets wasn't cheap. Anemic animals were often encouraged to get one too. For shady businesses, it was an insanely profitable operation.

Shen Luo's pet hospital didn't have the equipment to perform those surgeries, but the partner hospital did. Sometimes, the dogs and cats from his place were called in to donate blood.

Shen Luo usually didn't turn down requests like this. He had plenty of pets at his pet hospital, and having each of them give a little blood wouldn't hurt them. Plus, the animals that needed fresh blood were often clinging to life.

"No problem, we'll head over right away. Same deal as always?"

"Of course!" The voice on the other end agreed without hesitation.

After donating blood, of course the animals needed some nourishment to recover. And since Shen Luo was notoriously stingy, he always did his best to milk every benefit he could from the partner hospital for his cats and dogs. Those guys were loaded anyway—might as well make good use of that.

He brought a few of his animals and called Xiao Chuan to come along.

It was Xiao Chuan's first time hearing that cats and dogs could donate blood too, so he happily agreed.

Shen Luo glanced over at Xiao Chuan, whose hair was a little on the long side, and felt a vague discomfort in his chest. It was like he was showing off something precious to the world, something that could be taken from him at any time. And yet, he still liked having Xiao Chuan close.

When they arrived, Xiao Chuan noticed how huge the place was. The front alone stretched across three storefronts, and it was two stories tall.

Walking in, it looked just like a human hospital, complete with receptionists at the front desk to guide patients.

"You're here. Please come this way," said the nurse at the front desk—she clearly knew Shen Luo.

He nodded and followed her in with his dogs.

Different dog breeds had different blood types. Currently, more than twenty types were officially recorded. On top of that, the donor pet had to be screened for infectious or blood-related diseases before donating. The standards were strict. But since Shen Luo ran his own pet hospital, his animals were all well taken care of and in good health. He even kept records of their blood types on file.

One dark reality of the pet hospital world was that ordinary dogs—or strays—would often die giving blood to more "valuable" or owned pets. Their blood was taken well beyond safe limits. Shen Luo would never allow that in his pet hospital. He made sure his dogs took turns donating so the blood supply stayed full, even if it made the process more complicated.

But no matter how complicated it was, Shen Luo wasn't going to let his animals die.

When they got to the surgery room, the doctor was already waiting. After blood testing, a few dogs were selected and taken into the operating room. Shen Luo went in with them while Xiao Chuan stayed outside to look after the rest.

Each dog was anesthetized, placed on the table, and had blood drawn. Once the required amount was reached, they were swapped out for the next one. The injured dog was a large breed—specifically a German Shepherd—and needed a lot of blood. Thankfully, Shen Luo's dogs were able to meet the demand.

Shen Luo stayed close the entire time, watching carefully and reminding the doctor to switch donors before it got dangerous. He wasn't about to let some shady vet drain his dogs dry.

As the transfusion went on, the German Shepherd's vitals finally started to stabilize. The doctor breathed a sigh of relief.

After everything was done, the dogs were still groggy from the anesthesia. Shen Luo didn't rush to leave—instead, he was invited into the hospital director's office.

"Thanks a ton this time," the director said.

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