False evidence

Chapter 209 Jiang Budai (Part 1)
"Beautiful lady, do you believe in ghosts?"

Yan Fengwei, as always, kept glancing at Yue Rong along the way, and now he couldn't resist taking the opportunity to tease her.

Yue Rong glanced at me with a smile and said, "I'd rather believe in ghosts than believe a man's words."

Seeing Shen San's eyes darting around and only glancing at the umbrella I had brought, I forced a smile and said, "Third Master, I came here to borrow something from you."

"No borrowing!"

Xiao Shen San immediately replied.

"You know what I need to borrow?" I asked curiously.

Xiao Shen sighed: "As far as I know, you already have a lot of trouble. Since you're studying physiognomy, you should just focus on reading people's faces. If you see anything, keep nine-tenths of it to yourself. Why do you have to meddle in a world that doesn't belong to you?"

I said, "It was unavoidable."

Xiao Shen shook his head firmly and said, "I'm sorry, I can't help you."

But then he said, “Actually, from a certain period of time, you may have been able to see some things, but you just couldn’t see them very clearly, right? You can only say that this is fate. It’s not good to see some things too clearly.”

I was speechless. After thinking for a moment, I took out my wallet and asked him to sell me some paper money and cinnabar for burning at the grave.

Since Shen San and his group ran a funeral parlor, after a while, not only Yue Rong found it difficult to adapt, but Yan Fengwei also kept frowning.

I bought what I wanted and then took them to a nearby pet clinic that had been closed for a while.

About ten minutes later, before the person I had invited had arrived, a middle-aged man in tattered clothes carrying a tattered bag hurriedly walked in through the door.

I initially thought he was there to beg, and I thought to myself, it's really a tragedy that he has to go out to make a living in this weather.

But as soon as the other person entered, they hurriedly said, "Which one of you is a doctor? Please help me save this cat."

He opened his dirty military overcoat, and I saw that he was holding a small tabby cat that was not much bigger than an adult's palm.

When I saw this cat, I instinctively flinched.

This is a calico cat that is only a month old. What shocked me was that the cat's tricolor markings were exactly the same as those of the cat that died before!
I was holding the cat and trying to go inside when the 'beggar' suddenly grabbed me.

Seeing me look down at his hand that was holding mine, he quickly let go, his face flushed, and he said awkwardly:
“I don’t have much money, but this cat…it’s a life…”

"Understood, no money required."

I had just stepped into the consultation room when someone followed me in.

Looking back, it was Yue Rong who had arrived.

"If you have obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness or respiratory allergies, it's better to go outside."

As I spoke, I examined the kitten.

“You wouldn’t have done this before,” Yue Rong suddenly said.

I was taken aback: "What?"

"nothing."

Yue Rong smiled and shrugged, "I just think it's a bit......"

“I don’t think it’s a waste of clothes,” I replied. “Don’t forget, I’m a veterinarian, this is my job. And life is all equal, except for pests, of course.”

Yue Rong said, "Isn't what you're saying contradictory?"

"Really? Do you like cockroaches and rats?"

“I don’t like it,” Yue Rong said. “But I’ve seen it more than once: even the filthy, disgusting rats, after they die, their mates will risk being beaten to death to drag them back to their nest.”

I said, "What you see is only the surface; I believe you don't want to know the truth."

"Oh, I really do want to know what the truth is!"

I turned to look at her. She gently touched her cheek, and a blush suddenly appeared on her face: "What? Am I not pretty?"

I quickly shook my head: "No, you've always been very beautiful. But I don't know why, I suddenly feel like you're a little..."

I genuinely felt that Yue Rong was behaving strangely at that moment, but I couldn't easily say it out loud.

On the contrary, Yue Rong continued to press on the issue of the rat's 'emotions'.

Helpless, I had to tell her that the mates who are supposedly rescued and returned to the rat's nest will eventually become a feast for their own kind.

After I checked and disinfected the kitten and washed my hands, I turned around and saw Yue Rong's expression, and I was both amused and exasperated.

While I was working just now, I heard her occasionally making strange "hissing" noises.

Looking at her now, her face was not only as red as a cloth, but her nose was also as red as a strawberry.

She was clearly allergic to hair, but she kept enduring it.

I quickly took her out of the examination room, had her wipe herself clean with disinfectant wipes, and then gave her a bottle of nasal irrigation solution.

But... I soon regretted it.

Yue Rong clearly had never used this product before. After carefully reading the instructions, she frowned slightly, tried spraying it on, and couldn't help but sneeze several times. Two large snot bubbles even blew out of her nostrils simultaneously.

I quickly turned my face away and pretended not to see, but Yan Fengwei and Meng Chao, those two idiots, were pointing at her and laughing out loud.

Enraged and humiliated, Yue Rong attempted to storm out.

I quickly grabbed her, glared at the other two, and handed her a tissue to wipe her face.

Only then did the middle-aged "beggar" weakly ask, "Doctor, how is my cat?"

Seeing him huddled in the corner, looking worried about making a mess of other people's space, I sighed inwardly.

"It's cold, and it ate something unclean. I gave it a subcutaneous injection, but for now, I can only keep it in an incubator. As long as it can get through this period, it will be fine."

The 'beggar' nodded and haphazardly pulled out a few dirty, crumpled banknotes from his person.

How could I possibly accept? I shook my head and said, "I told you, I won't take your money. But..."

I was in a bit of a dilemma because I had something urgent to do and it was unlikely that I would stay at the clinic for an extended period of time.

As for that kitten, if the owner's family is well-off, it doesn't necessarily have to stay in an incubator.

However, the 'beggar' in front of me clearly didn't have such good conditions.

The beggar seemed to sense my hesitation and suddenly said to me, "Doctor, I may not have money, but I have a way to repay you."

"You don't need to repay me." I shook my head.

At that point, I had already decided that I would send the cat, along with its incubator, to Xiao Shen San's shop for boarding later.

Unexpectedly, the 'beggar' shook his head firmly, but instead asked me:
Have you encountered something that absolutely needs to be resolved recently?

I paused for a moment, then said, "Yes."

"Can you tell me about it?" the 'beggar' asked.

Seeing me frown, he quickly said, "Don't misunderstand, actually... actually I'm a fortune teller. I don't have money to give you, but I can tell your fortune."

"You? A fortune teller?" Meng Chao asked curiously.

I glanced at the 'beggar's' bulging cloth bag that he always carried on his shoulder, and tentatively asked, "The cloth bag fortune teller?"

The beggar's eyes lit up: "You know?"

I sneered, "Then you're not leaving this room today!"

(End of this chapter)