Hearing Vladimir's words, Zhang Zian was stunned. He subconsciously looked at the shutter door. "You mean … Big Orange is outside?"
Vladimir nodded. "There was no other way. I could only bring it here. Please help save it. I don't want to see my comrades die."
"Uh … Okay, I'll try my best. Hurry up and let it in."
Zhang Zian quickly stood up from the chair, walked quickly to the door, and raised the shutter door halfway.
By then, the sky had completely darkened. It was almost nine o 'clock at night. The uncles and aunties who had been walking outside had already gone home to watch anti-Japanese dramas or soap operas. The young men and women who had been walking their dogs had also returned home or gone to enjoy the nightlife. Occasionally, there would be social animals who had just returned from overtime.
Binhai City was, after all, a more leisurely city. It could not be compared to the international metropolis that never slept.
What surprised him was that there was not only Big Orange outside the shutter door. There were at least a dozen injured stray cats either squatting or lying outside, their bright eyes staring at him.
"Of course there are other cats. There are too many injured cats. These are only the most seriously injured ones," Vladimir said from behind him. Because it had a favor to ask of Zhang Zian, its tone was not as confident as usual. It did not want to bring too much trouble to Zhang Zian.
This situation was a little strange. More than a dozen stray cats gathered outside a closed shop. It was inevitable that people would have bad associations. Some passersby chose to avoid them.
"Come in, all of you. I am the director of the Office of Strategic Deception. Of course, I can help with this small matter. "Zhang Zian looked around. It seemed that no one was paying attention to them, so he quickly called out to them.
Vladimir gave a look. The injured stray cats supported each other and walked into the shop timidly. They had just crossed the door when they stopped. They had already smelled Fina's scent.
If they had not been baptized by Vladimir's thoughts, they might have run away long ago. Even so, they could barely resist their instinct to escape.
Fina's sharp gaze swept over them, and she snorted. "Forget it. In this world, everything belongs to me. In this world, everything belongs to me. In this world, everything belongs to me. I will make an exception and allow you to stay at the door."
Vladimir nodded. "Well, no matter if it is a house cat or a wild cat, if it can catch mice, it is a good cat! Everyone relax. At ease! "
Only then did the injured stray cats relax. They lay on the ground or on their sides. At the same time, they stayed near the door obediently, not daring to cross the line.
Vladimir wasn't unhappy because Fina didn't allow stray cats to enter, because stray cats were stray cats. It was already lucky to have a place to temporarily shelter them from the wind and rain. They couldn't ask for more.
The stray cats themselves didn't feel that they were being treated differently, because they knew that their bodies were dirty. They ran around outside all day, and it was inevitable that there would be germs and parasites in their hair. If they infected the kittens in the shop with weak immunity, it would be no different from killing innocent children to save their own lives. This was something that they, who had sublimated their thinking, were not willing to do. If that was the case, they would rather die outside.
After the pet shop had been renovated, there was an inner door between the cashier at the door and the shop. The stray cats waited between the outer door and the inner door, where the Holy Cat statue used to sit. The inner door served as a wall to separate the stray cats from the kittens.
Zhang Zian also knew that the stray cats were dirty, so he gave Fina a look and asked her to call the kittens to the depths of the shop and not have any contact with the stray cats. He also took out some insect repellent and sprayed it on the inside of the inner door to prevent fleas from invading the shop.
He was also fully armed. He put on the sun-proof long shirt and trousers he had worn in Egypt. He tightened his cuffs and trousers, put on rubber boots for rainy days, gloves, and a hat. Because he was the most likely medium for germs and parasites to spread between the kittens and the stray cats, he had to protect himself first.
As for Vladimir, it had already considered all of this when it saw Big Orange. It was just like how a chess player would not only consider the move in front of him when playing chess, but would also calculate the subsequent moves. The number of subsequent moves that could be calculated would often determine the chess player's rank. Therefore, it didn't personally help Big Orange. Instead, it assigned other cats to help it to avoid bringing the germs and parasites back to the pet shop.
After setting up the protective measures, Zhang Zian returned upstairs to get the first-aid kit. He opened the inner door, stepped through it, and immediately closed it again. Only then did he carefully examine the injuries of the stray cats.
He wasn't a professional veterinarian. If it was an injured pet brought in by a customer, he definitely wouldn't dare to treat it, because that would be practicing medicine without a license. But as a pet practitioner, he knew some knowledge about pet treatment, and he could still do basic first aid.
Big Orange and a few other cats had seen Zhang Zian before, and they knew that his relationship with the stray cats wasn't ordinary. But the remaining stray cats that hadn't seen him before were a little nervous. They even arched their backs and tried to make a defensive posture.
"Don't be afraid. He's our comrade. Although he's a human, he's also a progressive who sympathizes with the revolution and supports the struggle," Vladimir comforted them.
The stray cats heard that and let down their guard.
What did he mean by "although he's a human" …
Zhang Zian could only smile bitterly. In this shop that clearly belonged to him, being a human seemed to be the most despised …
Big Orange had the most injuries, and they were the most serious. A few of the wounds were very deep, and it was obvious that he had been bitten by a dog. If it wasn't for his strong physique and enough fat layer as a buffer, it was likely that his bones and nerves would have been injured, and that would be beyond Zhang Zian's ability to treat.
After the examination, he first used a small scissors to cut off the hair near the injured area. This made it easier to deal with the wound, and it could also prevent the wound from getting infected.
Big Orange's hair had already been torn off in the fight with the stray dogs. After being cut a few times by the scissors, only a few pieces of hair were left intact. But anyway, it didn't rely on its face to make a living, and it didn't care about it as much as Snowy Lionet. Its hair was cut off to avoid the heat.
After examining the injury, Zhang Zian weighed the pros and cons. He decided not to use the povidone-iodine solution to disinfect the wound, because Big Orange had been injured for a few days. With its strong physique, the wound was already showing signs of healing. If he used the povidone-iodine solution to disinfect the wound, it would cause damage to the epidermal cells and fibroblasts, and that would be detrimental to the wound's healing.
Although Big Orange's physique was strong, it had not eaten well for a few days, and it was already an arrow at the end of its flight. Its body's resistance was declining, and not being infected at this time didn't mean that it wouldn't be infected in the future, so the step of disinfection was essential.
After thinking about it, he chose to use normal saline.
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