False evidence

Chapter 116 Old Cat (Part 1)

The story of the Wind Listening Bottle not only made me realize that reincarnation truly exists, but more importantly, in the end, the preserved egg was the real 'beneficiary' of this matter.

Therefore, I began to truly immerse myself in physiognomy and other things related to metaphysics.

However, although there are many unknown things in this world, life still requires an economy to sustain it.

So, I still have to go to work honestly...

"Sister Ling, do you have someone you like?"

Fang Ling and I are already quite familiar with each other, so asking such a question is not abrupt.

Fang Ling's reactions are somewhat slower than normal due to the sequelae of encephalitis, but she does not have any obvious intellectual impairment.

In my opinion, she is more like an autistic person.

The key point is that she is definitely a beauty, and at thirty-six years old she is still unmarried and I have never heard her mention having a boyfriend, so I can't help but be curious.

Fang Ling thought about it very seriously (in fact, she was always like this when facing problems, needing some time to understand the key meaning of the problem), and nodded, "Yes."

"Who is it?" My gossip instincts were reignited.

Fang Ling smiled and pointed at me: "You, I quite like you."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes: "Sister, I'm talking about the kind of liking a woman has for a man, the kind of attraction between the sexes, where she wants to marry him and have his children."

Fang Ling shook her head: "Then really... really not."

"Hmm, maybe it's just that our time hasn't come yet."

I immediately felt bored again.

Talking to this woman about cats and dogs is fine, but when we get to other topics, no matter how I try to steer the conversation in a roundabout way, it always ends up being an awkward conversation.

"Wang!"

Shuanzhu suddenly cried out.

Seeing it stand up in the cage, its eyes staring out through the glass, then turning to look at me, I instinctively looked towards the door.

A light rain was falling outside. A blue taxi was parked on the side of the road. The back door was open, and a woman was getting out of the car.

"We've...we have a guest." Fang Ling craned her neck to look outside.

I nodded and muttered to myself, "The fact that you two reacted so in sync means there's definitely business coming in."

After Yan Fengwei's incident, I would bring Shuanzhu to the store every few days.

It must be said that, in some ways, animals have a much more acute sense of perception than humans.

On two separate occasions, a few idle hooligans from the neighborhood peeked at Fang Ling through the glass door. The dog barked so fiercely, leaping around and banging on the cage, scaring the hooligans away through the door.

Its current reaction means it has smelled the scent of another animal.

Although Fang Ling is slow-witted, she seems to have a special ability when it comes to animals, and also has an innate sense of perception.

If both the person and the dog react, then I really need to switch to work mode.

I took down the white coat hanging on the wall and put it on while glancing outside the door.

The woman who got out of the taxi was about the same age as Fang Ling, dressed plainly, but seemed quite good-looking.

After she got out of the car, she opened the trunk, took out something, and walked straight over.

I was taken aback and asked Fang Ling, "Sister, when is Uncle Cheng coming back?"

I asked that because of what the person was carrying.

The object was roughly a vertical cuboid with a hook on top and covered with a layer of black cloth.

Anyone who has seen this thing will recognize it; it's a birdcage.

I studied veterinary medicine, but I've never treated a bird before.

"bang bang bang..."

"Woof! Woof woof woof..."

Shuanzhu suddenly became inexplicably agitated, barking wildly and darting around in the cage.

"Pillar! Behave yourself!"

I thought Shuanzhu's reaction was a bit strange, but I still opened the cage door immediately, reached in, and pinched the dog's mouth shut.

This pet clinic was the business that Uncle Cheng opened for Fang Ling; to put it bluntly, it was more like a father opening a daycare for his child.

No matter how close I am to the father and daughter, I'm still just an employee. I feel it's not right for me to just sit in the shop all day doing nothing.

I've finally got a client, but I'm wondering if I can take the order. If the dog scares the person away, then I'll be letting my boss down.

The person who came seemed very well-mannered. Even though they had already made eye contact with Fang Ling through the glass, they still knocked on the door before pushing it open and coming in. "Good girl, eat your fill and then go to sleep. Don't call me anymore."

I loosened the leash, gave the dog's head a couple of hard strokes, closed the cage door, and stood up.

Shuanzhu was being kind to me, but although he was no longer as agitated, he was facing the person coming from behind with his front legs bent and his hind legs straight, making a "woo-woo" sound from his throat.

I began to feel curious about the person who came.

The most normal reaction for a woman to see such a big dog for the first time would be to be startled.

However, the person only glanced into the cage, then at me, before turning to Fang Ling with a slight frown and saying:
"Hello, I would like to ask you to take a look at my cat."

"cat?"

I was taken aback.

Fang Ling was clearly surprised as well, and looked at the birdcage she was carrying. "Is...is it a cat?"

The woman looked around and then placed the birdcage directly on top of the cage that was tied to the post.

"Hey, hello, could you give it to me?"

I rushed forward, intending to lift the birdcage, but before I could even speak, I suddenly noticed that the once fierce-looking Shuanzhu seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. After the birdcage was placed on it, it immediately shrank into the corner of the cage, not only curling up into a ball but also trembling uncontrollably.

"Ugh……"

The woman sighed.

Fang Ling pointed at me, but before she could speak, the woman turned to me and said, "Are you a doctor?"

"Yes. Hello. What's your name?"

"My surname is Jiang."

“Hello, Ms. Jiang, this is…” My gaze returned to the birdcage.

"My name is Jiang Banxia."

The woman said something, then frowned and reached out to lift the black cloth.

It was indeed a birdcage under the black cloth.

The overall bamboo and wood structure looks quite old.

However, the birdcage contained not a thrush or a parrot, but a cat.

Although I found it strange, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the cat.

This is just an ordinary calico cat, about the size of two adult palms put together.

The cat was sleeping soundly and peacefully in the birdcage.

Specifically, it has its eyes closed, its mouth half-open, and its bright red, moist little tongue half-exposed at the corner of its mouth.

I bent down and looked into the cat's mouth, and was surprised for a moment.

I asked Jiang Banxia, ​​"This cat has lost all its teeth, how old is it? Twelve or thirteen?"

"Its name is Stinky Egg, and it should be nineteen years old."

"Fuck!"

I couldn't help but exclaim, "So old?"

Jiang Banxia's brows remained furrowed, and she showed no particular reaction, only saying:

"It's very old, but it eats and drinks normally. It doesn't have any diseases, it's just..."

Jiang Banxia paused, looked at me for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "You're very young. Did you graduate from a vocational college?"

"Yes, but my grades have always been good, and as for cats..."

Although I said things against my conscience, I was absolutely certain of my reasoning.

Although Gao He arranged my graduation certificate, I still consider myself to have excellent medical skills.

Jiang Banxia seemed quite assertive, interrupting me before I could finish speaking:

“I’ve been to every pet hospital in the city, and the final result is that everyone thinks I’m the one who’s sick.”

"Hey, Ms. Jiang, I don't understand. What... what do you mean?"

I'm really a bit confused.

Pet clinics are obviously for treating animals, so how come they end up determining that the pet owner is sick?
That makes absolutely no sense.

Jiang Banxia stared at me intently for a while longer before pursing her lips, which were bare of lipstick, and said:
"If I said that cats can kill people, would you think I'm crazy?"

(End of this chapter)