"When did it start to show symptoms?" Zhang Zian asked.
"Just now! One hour ago … Not more than two hours! "the middle-aged man answered.
Zhang Zian pondered for a moment, calculated the time, and asked, "What did you feed it this morning?"
"Same as usual, fried rice with eggs and sausages, and some vegetables."
"How much?"
"Just one bowl."
"What size bowl?"
The man gestured with his hand. It was a large bowl. Although it was not a big bowl, it was two times bigger than a normal bowl.
"Then it didn't eat anything else this morning?"
"No," the man answered with certainty.
"Are you sure?" Zhang Zian asked doubtfully.
"What's there to be sure about? I feed it like this every day, and it's eating well! "The man's tone became unfriendly again, thinking that Zhang Zian was trying to shirk responsibility.
"The eggs, sausages, and rice didn't go bad?"
"Of course! Everyone in my family eats this. How can we eat it if it goes bad? "the man yelled.
"Calm down. I have to ask him to find out what happened. "Zhang Zian remained calm.
He looked around and noticed that Little Chubby Tiger wanted to say something, but seemed to be afraid of his father's anger, so he didn't dare to say it. So he bent down and asked in a pleasant tone, "Did Ball eat something else? If you want to save it, you must tell me the truth. "
The middle-aged man frowned and was about to lose his temper, but he saw his son's hesitant expression. He was very familiar with this expression. Whenever his son didn't finish his homework or failed a test, he would have this expression. His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he asked with a straight face, "Did you feed it something else after breakfast?"
Little Chubby Tiger finally stopped crying, but he was scared by his father's cold face, and started crying again. "Woo woo … Grandma gave me that box of meat floss biscuits yesterday. I wanted to eat a few pieces, and Ball saw that I was hungry too, so I fed it a few pieces …"
The man asked, "How many pieces did you feed it?"
Little Chubby Tiger looked at his father's face and whispered, "Not … not many …"
"Not few is how many? Why is it so hard to say a whole sentence? You're making me so anxious! "The man angrily stomped his foot and roared.
As a mother, Liu Wenying couldn't stand it anymore. She didn't want to watch the show and didn't want to cause trouble, but she couldn't pretend that she didn't see someone bullying her child. She pushed Yue Yue to Zhao Qi, took two steps forward and said, "If you have something to say, say it nicely. Why are you scaring the child? You're already so old, really … Look, this child is so scared by you that he doesn't dare to speak … "
The man was very unhappy that he was suddenly interrupted. He glanced at Liu Wenying and said, "This is the way my family educates me. What does it have to do with you?"
"You … you …" Liu Wenying was so angry that she couldn't speak. She pointed at him but couldn't say anything.
Zhao Qi pulled her from behind, meaning to tell her not to worry about it. Zhang Zian was the one who made the mess, so let him solve it himself. Even so, Zhao Qi quietly took out her phone and dialed 110, but she didn't dial it just in case.
"Everyone, calm down." Zhang Zian stood in between them and separated them. "The most important thing now is not to educate the child, but to find out what exactly is wrong with Ball."
He squatted down and put his hand on Little Chubby Tiger's shoulder. "Little friend, you can't hide anything at this time. If you feed it anything and how much, you must tell us honestly. Otherwise, it'll delay its treatment. Even if it's cured, it might become disabled."
Little Chubby Tiger stole a glance at his father, then looked at the listless Samoyed and lowered his head.
"Hey … I fed him one … one …" Little Chubby Tiger couldn't finish the word "one".
"You fed him one piece?" the man asked.
"I fed him … half of it …"
The man's eyes widened in shock. "Did you two finish the 1.5 kg box of biscuits?"
Little Chubby Tiger took a few steps back and nodded.
"I wasn't hungry in the morning, so I didn't eat much rice … After a while, I got hungry again, so I went to eat the biscuits …"
"You didn't eat breakfast on purpose just to eat the biscuits!" The man knew his son too well. No matter what kind of snacks he got, they were always eaten up very quickly. His mother was afraid that he would get too fat, so she didn't let him eat like that. Therefore, he didn't have a proper meal and ate snacks instead. His mother was afraid that he would be hungry, so she didn't care.
However, the problem was that Samoyed was different from Little Chubby Tiger. It had eaten its fill in the morning.
Zhang Zian asked again, "Did it go to drink water after eating?"
Little Chubby Tiger nodded again.
"Did it eat anything else?"
"And … and an apple …"
The few adults were speechless. This guy had a huge appetite. Even a human couldn't eat that much, let alone a half-grown puppy.
"No wonder," Zhang Zian said. "It ate too much and couldn't digest it. It's bloated."
Although the middle-aged man thought that it was possible, he was still skeptical. "Are you sure?"
Zhang Zian pointed at Samoyed's abdomen and said, "You guys touch it. Gently, touch its last rib."
Little Chubby Tiger wanted to touch it, but his father slapped his hand away.
The middle-aged man reached out his hand.
Zhang Zian reminded him again, "You must touch it gently. The last rib of a dog is thin and soft, especially since it is still a puppy. If you use too much force, it will break easily. "
The middle-aged man touched where Zhang Zian was pointing.
"How do you know if the dog is full or not? After feeding, touch it and feel that its stomach is bulging up to the last rib, which means it is full. After that, don't feed it anymore, or it will be full. Feel where his stomach has swollen to now. It already ate a lot in the morning, and now you feed it biscuits and water. The biscuits immediately swelled up in its stomach. It will be strange if it feels good. This dog is still young, and it can't eat that much. "
The man immediately felt that its stomach was about to explode. No wonder it was vomiting and having diarrhea. It was the self-protection mechanism of its stomach.
"Little bastard! Who asked you to feed it? You're just looking for trouble for me! "
The middle-aged man blushed and raised his hand to scare Little Chubby Tiger. In the end, he didn't want to hit it.
Little Chubby Tiger hid behind Zhang Zian and looked at his father guiltily.
Zhang Zian taught Little Chubby Tiger, "Don't feed it randomly in the future. It should be fine this time. Just buy some medicine. Don't feed it today, and it should be fine tomorrow. "
"I am so sorry, boss. I was too reckless this time! I am sorry. I almost wronged you! " The middle-aged man blushed. Zhao Qi and Liu Wenying were watching, which made him even more embarrassed.
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