Spirit Curing Pet Clinic.
Sun Xiaomeng sat alone in her office, holding her chin as she pondered.
In front of her, the computer screen was lit up, showing an English PDF document about animal behaviorism. At the same time, the translation software was running. The cursor was blinking in an open Word document, and the content was the translation of the PDF document.
On the windowsill to her right, a pot of spider plant was growing in the soft autumn sunshine, adding a sense of vitality to the simple and quiet office.
Behind her, there was a custom-made bookshelf that covered almost the entire wall. All kinds of professional books were stuffed to the brim. Some books as thick as dictionaries were placed at the bottom, while ordinary academic books were placed at the top. The golden space in the middle was for the latest journals and magazines, both in Chinese and English. If she moved in the future, it would take a lot of effort to move this bookcase.
It was not accurate to say that she was meditating. It was more accurate to say that her mind was wandering, and her brain was completely empty, entering a very ethereal state. She enjoyed this state very much. It was a temporary reprieve from the busy work of the clinic and studying, and her brain could rest.
Knock knock!
Someone knocked on her office door, waking her up from her ethereal state.
"Come in." She rubbed her palms together and placed the heated palms on her cheeks, softening her stiff cheeks.
Wang Qian and Li Kun pushed the door open, but did not come in. They just stood at the door and said, "Sister Xiaomeng, except for this office, we have cleaned the other places. Do you want to check them?"
Sun Xiaomeng did not ask them to clean this office, because the medical records of the "patients" were on her desk, and she was afraid that they would mess them up. Besides, she was the only one who came in this office, so it was not dirty at all.
"No need to check. You can go back as soon as you are done." She trusted and was very satisfied with their work. The cleaning work of the clinic was quite heavy, and they did a good job.
In the beginning, she was very disgusted with Wang Qian and Li Kun's childish talk, and once wanted to tell them not to come. But later she found that they were very serious and responsible in their work. Because of their experience working in a pet shop, they were also very good at taking care of pets. So she gradually got used to their existence.
"Then we will go back first." They said goodbye and gently closed the door.
They didn't leave immediately. Instead, they went to the cashier's desk and tried to get close to Long Xian. It was obvious that they liked this new nurse. As for the reason … it should be that Long Xian was very patient and could tolerate their delusional remarks, although in Sun Xiaomeng's eyes, Long Xian was just perfunctory.
After a while, their voices also disappeared. They had probably left the clinic to return to their university classes.
Dong dong!
There was another knock on the door.
"Please come in."
Long Xian pushed the door open and stuck her head in. "Sister Xiaomeng, Wu Yue is here. I brought her to the operating room."
"Alright, I'll be right there."
Sun Xiaomeng checked her calendar on the computer, took out a medical record from the file rack on her desk, put it under her armpit, and walked quickly out of the office. After turning a corner, she arrived at the operating room.
"Hello, Doctor Sun. I'm here to trouble you again."
In the operating room was a middle-aged woman carrying an air box. She was elegantly dressed in a beige woolen coat and a light blue scarf, which matched her temperament very well. Whether it was her manners or the way she spoke, she appeared to be very cultured.
"Ms. Wu, you are always so punctual." Sun Xiaomeng smiled at her kindly.
Wu Yue was one of her long-term clients, and she came every day recently.
"I'm very sorry to trouble you every day," Wu Yue said very politely.
"What are you talking about? This is my job." Sun Xiaomeng had a very good impression of her, not only because of her temperament and the way she spoke, but also because of her decision.
Sun Xiaomeng looked out of the window, "Today's weather is good, but it seems that the weather forecast says that tomorrow's weather will change, with strong wind and low temperature. You should pay attention to keep warm, and be careful not to catch a cold."
"Really? Thank you for reminding me. I'll wear more tomorrow. "Wu Yue smiled gently.
"Also pay attention to keep Little White warm." Sun Xiaomeng reminded her.
"Yeah, that's right." Wu Yue put the air box in her hand on the ground, opened the box door, and carried out a white Pekingese from inside.
The Pekingese stared at Sun Xiaomeng with its big black and white eyes, sticking out its tongue as if it was flattering Sun Xiaomeng. It looked quite energetic.
"Little White, how are you?" Sun Xiaomeng scratched its chin, and it barked twice, enjoying her closeness.
Little White was an ordinary Pekingese, and it was wearing a pair of dog shorts on its buttocks — this was very normal. Many owners would put shorts on their dogs for some reason, such as during the dog's menstrual period, or when they didn't want to sterilize their dog, or when they didn't want it to be a father or mother, or when the dog was sick …
Sun Xiaomeng carried Little White to the operating table, and Wu Yue put her hand on its body and gently comforted it to prevent it from moving. Little White was very obedient, lying on its stomach, not moving or barking. It was not like this when it came for the first time. When it saw the strange instruments and cold stainless steel surgical instruments, it was so scared that it wanted to run away several times.
She opened the folder and looked at Little White's case. Although she could almost recite the content, she still read it carefully out of respect.
"Is Little White's diet and bowel movement normal?" She put on disposable rubber gloves and began the routine consultation.
"It's normal. It's all according to the diet standard you set," Wu Yue replied seriously. Sun Xiaomeng made the nutritious meals according to Little White's age and weight, and the weight was accurate to the gram. Little White was in good spirits recently, probably because of this nutritious diet.
"That's good." Sun Xiaomeng took out a small flashlight from the pocket of her white coat, turned it on, and carefully observed Little White's pupils, nose, and ear canal. Then she pinched its chin and observed its tongue and throat.
She nodded to Wu Yue, indicating that everything was normal.
Sun Xiaomeng took off Little White's dog shorts, and medical cotton and gauze were exposed under the shorts. She circled around Little White's abdomen and fixed it with medical tape. The fur around it was shaved very short, and pink skin was vaguely visible. A small piece of transparent plastic tube came out from under the cotton.
Wu Yue turned her head away, as she couldn't bear to look.
She took out Vaseline from the medicine cabinet, smeared it on the anal thermometer, and measured Little White's temperature. Since they met every day, Little White had become very familiar with her, and it almost treated her as its second owner. It only shivered a little, but it still lay on the operating table obediently, without resisting or running away.
Two minutes later, Sun Xiaomeng took out the anal thermometer and observed the temperature.
"How is it?" Wu Yue asked worriedly.
Sun Xiaomeng nodded to Wu Yue again, and said with a smile, "The temperature is normal, and Little White is in good condition."
Wu Yue let out a long breath, and it was the first time she relaxed since they met.
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