The pet I raised comes from the second dimension.

pinned down by Donas, Dorothy, having come up with a good idea, stopped resisting. She stretched her neck closer, slowly opened her mouth, and exhaled a breath of hot air that was neither fragrant nor foul.

Upon being hit in the face by the breath, Donas's face instantly turned green, and she hurriedly gagged and moved away.

"Did you eat shit?"

Donas was shocked and looked at Dorothy with the same wariness one would show to a monster, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Dorothy giggled mischievously, sticking out her tongue playfully, and said sarcastically, "I was going to lick your face, but you can't even handle my breath? You idiot, Donas!"

As she spoke, Dorothy made a face and wiggled her hips in a provocative manner.

Donas's expression grew increasingly shocked:
You dare eat shit!

The previous sentence was a question; this sentence is a judgment.

Donas completely misunderstands that her partner's bad breath is caused by eating feces.

Dorothy was speechless at being mistaken for someone who ate shit, and helplessly spread her hands, her smile fading.

"If I were really capable of eating shit, you would have eaten far more than I have."

"Look down and smell your own breath. Is it worse than mine?"

Dorothy's mood was ruined by her friend, and her interest in entertainment vanished. She resolutely turned around and went back to the rest area to continue looking at her phone.

Donas didn't understand what the other person meant.
It did it instinctively.

It breathed on its paws and then raised them to sniff.

"Wow~"

The next moment, Donas screamed wildly, also choked by her own breath.

How could this be?
I definitely didn't eat shit!

Why does your breath smell so bad...?

Am I sick? Oh no! I need to find Doraemon to cure me!
Forget about playing around with Dorothy, Donas hurriedly chased after the horse, using her ability to whistle and make it stop and wait for her while running.

Seeing Donas's flustered appearance, Huang Musong assumed it also wanted to try horseback riding. Considering that Doro had been riding for quite a while, he helped Doro off the horse and prepared to pick up Donas.

Donas nimbly tumbled,
Easily evade the grab.

It opened its mouth wide and stammered its way of expressing its purpose to Doraemon.

"I! You! Are sick! Ahh..."

Anxious and flustered, Donas nervously pleaded for help.

Doro scratched his head in confusion, trying to understand his companion's thoughts, and carefully observed Donas's mouth.

Oh ~
Is there something stuck between my teeth?

Let me take it out for you first!

Doro tightened its claws into a tweezer shape, inserted two claws into Donas's mouth, and took out a small piece of chive leaf.

I ate lunch three hours ago.
The chive leaves, soaked in saliva, developed a foul odor.

Upon smelling the stench, Doraemon quickly stretched out his claws to keep the vegetable leaves away from him.

With her other hand firmly covering her nose, Doro frowned and criticized, "You didn't brush your teeth after eating? Ugh! Your breath smells terrible, it's so offensive..."

Dorothy's sense of smell is even more sensitive than Dorothy's.

It was about to vomit from Donas's breath.

Watching the two little ones, Huang Musong realized that he had never taught Donas to brush her teeth after meals.

Perhaps Doraemon and Dorothy are just naturally hygienic?

Recalling their first encounter with Doraemon, when she brought him home, Doraemon would wash himself. Similarly, when Dorothy was brought home by Doraemon, she would also wash herself, even paying more attention to cleanliness than Doraemon.

And Donas...

"When was the last time you brushed your teeth?" Huang Musong asked.

Recently, Alvin has been responsible for taking care of Donas on a daily basis.

She answered for Donas, "Last night, I suppose? If it didn't brush its teeth this morning. Anyway, the little guy definitely didn't brush its teeth after lunch."

Donas ate her fill and then went to sleep.
One-hour lunch break
After waking up, I went out to play with everyone.

There wasn't enough time to brush my teeth during that period.

"Wow! Donas, you're so unclean! You're guilty of dirty teeth!" Doro clenched his fist and gently tapped her head as punishment for her mistake.

Donas touched the spot where she had been hit. It didn't hurt, but she was very embarrassed.

Pouting

Donas tilted her head.
It muttered to itself, "When I lived in the wild, I never brushed my teeth, and none of them ever got rotten. It must be because I ate leeks; even Dorothy's teeth smell terrible!"

The first part of her sentence was spoken in a low voice; Donas knew she was making excuses.

The second half of the sentence, spoken in a high-pitched voice, made Donas realize that she couldn't let Dorothy escape.

Dorothy did not criticize Dorothy.

On the one hand, Dorothy was in the rest area at the moment, which was far from the center of the riding arena, so she couldn't hear any criticisms.

On the other hand, Dorothy only forgot to brush her teeth at noon today, it wasn't a long-term lack of oral hygiene, so there was no need to criticize her for this special circumstance. Therefore, Dorothy remained silent and looked up to observe people's reactions.

Huang Musong was thinking...

Should we take the doro to the vet?

We have plenty of time today.

After playing at the horse farm, while we were at the university conducting a field survey of fruit sales, we could take the little ones to the vet for a check-up.

If Alvin helps take care of Doraemon, Dorothy, and Donas,

My on-site exploration will be much faster.

Ok……

Decided!
Huang Musong planned to take the doro to a nearby pet hospital.
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at the same time
In an orchard located in a small town on the outskirts of the capital city,

Hina picked fruit for Wong Mu-sung, selecting boxes of Lolo plums and Sunset plums to prepare for the fruit shop to stock new products soon.

The selection process was very easy.

The harvesting process is the troublesome part.

Fortunately, with the help of two garlic toads picking the fruit, Shinaro could gracefully and calmly focus on selecting the fruit.

"This one is plump and the biggest, but it's not tall enough. It's juicy, but not sweet enough, so it's not quite right..."

"This one has wrinkled skin, is relatively small, but quite heavy. It has little juice, is very sweet, and isn't perfect..."

"This sunset fruit is nice, but it's a pity that there's a green patch, it's not fully ripe."

Hina is severely indecisive.
Sometimes I can even hesitate for two hours over which flavor of ice cream to buy.

Choosing premium fruits is even more difficult.

With Shinaro's incessant muttering filling his ears, Gatomon grew impatient and rolled up a few leaves to make earplugs to block his ear canals.

"Thump, thump, thump."
The ground suddenly trembled after a short while, and the wild cats living in the orchard were frightened and scattered in all directions.

It is a cactus returning from drinking water.

Its weight is comparable to that of an adult African elephant.
Weighing nearly ten tons, each step it takes has an impact comparable to a minor earthquake.

Seeing that all the stray cats had been scared away, Cactusmon, which evolved from Palmmon, came to Gatomon's side and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'm sorry to trouble you to go and find the cats again."

"It's nothing! Our orchard has a great environment, it's safe and we have plenty of food, those little guys will come back on their own." Gatomon waved its paw, telling Cactusmon not to mind and not to feel guilty.

The situation is as described.
After the earthquake stops,
Groups of stray cats returned one after another.

Tailmon took in stray cats in order to develop Team Meowth and eradicate field mice and bamboo rats.

Although the rat infestation has been eradicated, the remaining rats are still a serious problem and there is a possibility that they will return.

Training a cat team is undoubtedly the best solution.

However, it's easy to invite a god in but hard to send him away; too many stray cats could pose an extinction risk to the birds that inhabit the orchard.

If bird populations decrease, fruit trees become more susceptible to pests.

This is troublesome...

"Let him figure out a solution when he gets back. I can't bear to send my family away."

Gatomon muttered to itself, the image of Huang Musong flashing through its mind, and continued to whisper about him.
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Qingcheng
Outside a pet hospital,
Huang Musong sneezed as if he had a telepathic connection.

He assumed someone was secretly talking about him, but he didn't think much of it, since there were plenty of people who would miss him these days.

Leading the way into the pet hospital, Huang Musong waved to the three doro dogs behind him, urging them to catch up quickly.

Dorothy was already afraid of going to the hospital when she traveled in her RV before, and now she's even more afraid.

Walking at the back,
Timid and hesitant
Dorothy stood at the doorway, too afraid to take another step forward.

Having lived in the wild for a long time, Donas knew little about hospitals, only that one should go to the hospital for treatment when sick. Ignorance is bliss; it wasn't afraid to go to the hospital, but…

The strong smell of disinfectant made Donas stop at the building entrance.

Even Doraemon didn't dare to go any further.
Its body tensed up instinctively.
He pursed his lips.

"People? I'm not afraid, but I want to know what we're here for at the hospital."

Doraemon was very curious, asking not only for himself but also for his friends.

If you want to treat the illness
It can challenge disease.

The effect is definitely better than going to the hospital for injections and medicine!
According to Duoluo's understanding, going to the hospital does more harm than good and should be avoided.

Huang Musong walked back and squatted down, patting the backs of Doraemon, Dorothy, and Donas respectively, encouraging them not to be afraid.

Hospitals are undoubtedly the place that Doro fears most.
But you can rest assured.
The purpose of coming to the hospital today is not to give the little ones injections or medicine.

"I want to smooth out the grooves in your cavities."

"Dorothy, you're well-read, have you ever heard of pit and fissure sealing?"

"Dorak, fissure sealing is a medical technique, not a disease. You can't achieve it with your special abilities."

Huang Musong carefully comforted each and every doro. (End of Chapter)