"Huzi!" Dog owners hate hearing this the most, and women are inherently soft-hearted. Wang Meilan touched the black tiger's neck and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you?"

Unable to get an answer from Hei Hu, Wang Meilan turned to Zhao Youcai and said, "Why don't you go find it for Han Shang? We still have penicillin at home and ask him to give it to Hu Zi for a few days."

Upon hearing the word penicillin, Zhao Youcai's old face collapsed. If Zhou Jianjun hadn't charged penicillin to his account, it wouldn't be so difficult for Zhao to be the boss now.

But for the sake of Black Tiger, Zhao Youcai couldn't care less. But just as he was about to walk out, he was stopped by Zhao Jun.

"Mom, Dad, don't worry yet." Zhao Jun said, gently lifting Black Tiger's injured leg and said, "I think it's something about that leg."

Dogs cannot speak, so when there is no trauma to the dog, it is difficult to determine exactly where it is uncomfortable by observing it.

"Ouch! Ah...ah..." Suddenly, Black Tiger screamed and pulled the injured leg out of Zhao Jun's hand.

As a result, everyone's eyes instantly focused on Hei Hu's injured leg.

"Easy, son!" Wang Meilan complained to Zhao Jun for the first time, and Zhao Youcai on the side also glared at Zhao Jun.

"No..." Zhao Jun was very aggrieved. His movements just now were really light and he really didn't dare to use force.

At this time, Black Tiger put his mouth on Wang Meilan's hand and made a slight whimpering sound. At the same time, his tearful eyes looked at Wang Meilan tremblingly.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wang Meilan felt very distressed. This dog was usually a rare sight, but seeing it suffer so much made Wang Meilan feel very sad.

"Son!" Wang Meilan turned to look at Zhao Jun, ordered and urged: "Hurry up and think of a way."

When Zhao Jun heard this, he looked at Zhao Youcai.

Seeing Zhao Jun looking at him, Zhao Youcai raised his head slightly proudly, and then said to Jin Xiaomei: "Brother and sister, please give the whole basin some warm water, and we can wash its legs."

Jin Xiaomei agreed, and ten minutes later, Wang Meilan and Zhao Chun washed Black Tiger's legs in person.

At this time, the black tiger seemed to be in great pain. It inserted its head into Zhao Youcai's arm and trembled all over.

"This dog is so sensible!" The old lady couldn't help but praise: "It hurts like this, and I don't even show my teeth to my daughters."

When the old lady said this, Wang Meilan and Zhao Chun felt pity for Black Tiger even more.

"Is the medicine not good?" Jin Xiaomei expressed her opinion, and Zhao Youcai shook his head and said: "What humans can eat, dogs can eat. The old urine has healed, so it's not Fang's fault."

While Zhao Youcai was talking, Wang Meilan and Zhao Chun washed the color of the plaster on Black Tiger's leg, and Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai looked at it carefully together.

From the outside, there was nothing wrong with the black tiger's leg. Zhao Youcai used the tip of his index finger to gently touch the hairless part of the black tiger's injured leg.

After touching it, Zhao Youcai frowned and said, "The bones are fine, they seem to be recovering."

"Is it possible that the medicine has taken effect?" The old lady said from the side: "When the bones are connected, they will grow buds or something, and they will feel uncomfortable. Dogs are different from people. They will bark when they feel uncomfortable."

"Maybe." Wang Meilan felt that what the old lady said made sense. She nodded slightly and looked at Zhao Jun and asked, "Son, do you want to change Huzi's dressing frequently?"

At this point, Wang Meilan paused for a moment and then continued: "Our tiger has such a big body, does the medicine he uses need to be more expensive than Huang?"

"No way..." Zhao Jun was hesitant when he heard this. The doctor's instructions for this medicine only stated that one dose should be taken every five days. It didn't say that it would have to be increased as the weight increases?

If Huang Gui uses one hundred and twenty kilograms like that, shouldn’t someone who weighs one hundred and eighty kilograms also use that?

Isn't a man weighing one hundred and eighty pounds as good as a black tiger?

"Anyway, we have so many plasters at home." Wang Meilan said: "Save them for dry use? They are all used by Huzi. We will spend some time and change them for him in two or three days."

"Oops!" As soon as Wang Meilan finished speaking, Zhao Youcai next to him rolled his eyes and said, "How about the soup?"

"Soup?" Wang Meilan looked at Zhao Jun after hearing this and said: "Son, don't you just drink soup for seven days?"

Ginseng chicken soup is to replenish vitality. One bowl a day is enough to strengthen the body and strengthen the body for seven days.

"It's only enough after a few days of drinking!" Zhao Jun said: "Then we can't let it boil anymore?"

If you have old hens at home, you can feed one to the black tiger. But the key is the mallet, the kind of mallet used by the black tiger. If you can sell it in a drugstore, it will definitely cost you one hundred yuan.

"Alas!" After Wang Meilan and Zhao Jun talked about chicken soup, Zhao Chun sighed and said, "I won't drink those two bowls. If I don't drink them, will I keep them for Hu Zi?"

"What to keep?" Upon hearing what his eldest sister said, Zhao Jun felt uncomfortable. If the dog had something to drink, how could he not have something to drink from his eldest sister?

"Hey!" At this moment, Zhao Youcai suddenly stood up and interrupted the conversation of several people. He waved his hand to Wang Meilan and said: "I know an old bastard who has a mallet in his hand. Why don't you give it to me?
Chapter completed!