C135 Goddess returns 3

The child suddenly stopped crying and a woman in white clothes came out to welcome him. As if he had seen his savior from the heavens, he hurriedly passed the puppy over to her. "Dr Fang, quick... "Hurry up and save Tiger …"

His tone was very familiar, as if he was coming to a pet store for the first time.

Behind him, followed by his mother, the middle-aged woman gasped for breath, and said in a loud voice, "Child, slow down …" Wait for me... Dr Fang, Xiao Ming has messed around for a whole day for Tiger, and he hasn't even eaten lunch. This child, I really don't know what to do with him, I beg you, please treat Tiger, otherwise Xiao Ming will never eat … "

The female doctor was in no hurry. With a calm smile, she patted the child's head and whispered a few words. The child immediately stopped crying.

Clearly, the little mutt could still be saved.

By this time, the traffic had loosened and the drivers had stopped watching the commotion and were now driving. Qu Cunzi was about to drive, but he stopped.

At this moment, the woman doctor was holding something, facing him, and he saw her face.

His hand that was holding the steering wheel suddenly shook.

His heart stopped beating for a short while.

Who was that?

Who was that!

However, the sound of horns could be heard from behind.

He had to drive.

The snowflakes danced more closely. The car was parked in front of a shopping mall, not in the parking area. He didn't care if he would be dragged away by the police. He got out of the car and ran back to where he came from.

The sky was unnaturally dark, and the street lamps had already been lit.

People came and went, and it was so yellow.

The word "pet hospital" was quietly hidden in that corner. It was a large hospital and there was nothing special about it. However, when they got closer, they found that it was divided into two layers, and the pets were divided into different categories.

To manage such a big hospital and still be so busy and busy, it would be impossible for him to not have some ability.

Qu Cunzi had passed this street many times, but if it wasn't for this heavy snow, and if it wasn't for that child's "Ah Huang" whose voice sounded like his mother's funeral … "Tiger …" He would never stop to look.

Across the street, he stopped.

His hand was covered in cold sweat.

He actually didn't dare to walk over. He just stood there in a daze, afraid that the moment he got close, it would be just an illusion.

The woman in white had already sent the mother and son out. The little boy no longer looked like his dead mother. He was smiling while hugging the puppy. The puppy seems to have been saved, my dear. He kept licking his face with his pink tongue.

His mother followed, beaming.

"Dr Fang, thank you so much."

The woman smiled. Her voice was warm, like the spring breeze.

"Little Ming, remember, in the future don't let your dog play with table tennis. Tiger couldn't take it anymore. You have to be a good boy. Remember that puppy dog is like a little kid. It's hard to get stuck. "

"Remember. Thank you, Dr Fang. "

The mother and son left in high spirits.

After walking a few steps, the little boy turned around and waved his hand. "Dr Fang, I forgot to tell you about Merry Christmas."

"You have to be happy too."

She laughed.

Another young girl also came out. She had a ponytail of a horse, was tall and slim, and looked very lively and lively. "Sister Fang, it's Christmas today, and there won't be many guests.

"Jia Yao, since you have a date, you should leave first."

"Alright, I'll be going now. My boyfriend is waiting for Christmas dinner."

"Hoh, I know. Quickly go and eat more."

"Dr Fang, you have a date tonight, right? Since the merchants will be closing early today, we might as well rest for half a day. "

"Alright, you go first, I'll wait for a call."

"Hey, I knew who you were waiting for."

The assistant, Jia Yao, took off her white uniform, changed into a young woman's dress, high-heeled boots, a warm jacket, and a hat. She then left in a very youthful manner.

There was only one person left in the small shop.

The sky was getting darker. After waiting for more than ten minutes, they were still stuck in traffic. It seemed like no one would come knocking on the door now.

Her face was neither impatient nor excited. She tidied up her desk, picked up her bag and came out, locking the door behind her. Then she turned and faced the street.

At this time, Qu Cunzi could already see her very clearly.