Gold and Dollar were the most direct forms of wealth.
Few people could remain unmoved in the face of them.
After seeing Bobby off, Luke returned to the backyard. "Let's go, Dollar. Wake Selina up."
Dollar eagerly followed him into the house. At Luke's signal, it stuck its head into the bed and washed Selina's face with its saliva.
"Dollar!" Selina yelled angrily.
A moment later, she was playing with the dog again.
Standing by the door, Luke said, "Do you need me to remind you that breakfast is ready?"
At that, both the girl and the dog stopped what they were doing and turned around.
"Let's go, Dollar. It's time for breakfast." He whistled and led Dollar away.
In the room, Selina yelled anxiously, "Wait for me! Don't fight with me!"
A few minutes later, Luke looked at Selina, who was eating noisily on the table, and then at the old dog, who was also eating noisily on the floor. He knew that something wasn't right.
Selina finished her food in one go, but she still wasn't satisfied. "Ah, I'm still not full."
On the floor next to her, Dollar was already licking the bowl noisily.
Luke said, "Wait." Saying that, he went into the kitchen and brought out a large piece of Napoleon cake that he had made that morning. He put it in front of Selina.
Dollar looked at him eagerly from the side.
"Yours, wait a moment. You should eat softer dog food." He turned around and went to the utility room, where he kept Dollar's dog food.
When he came back yesterday, he had bought a big bag of dog food from the supermarket, as well as sheep's milk from the supermarket.
Even though Dollar looked alive and well, Luke didn't want the guy to have any problems with his food.
Dog food softened by sheep's milk wasn't a bad choice.
Selina was happily eating the Napoleon cake when she suddenly heard someone say in a low voice, "I like him."
Stunned, she turned her head, but there was no one else except Dollar, who was still eagerly looking in the direction Luke had left.
Selina was puzzled. "Was I hallucinating?"
Because that voice sounded a little like her own, except that it was deeper and hoarser.
Shaking her head, she continued to enjoy the food in her hands.
She didn't know why, but she felt especially hungry this morning.
Even though he was eating the Napoleon cake now, he still felt his stomach growling, as if it had become a bottomless pit.
In the end, Luke dragged Selina out.
She was still eating the Napoleon cake in her hand. "I'm still hungry."
Luke had already roughly checked her condition earlier.
Everything was normal.
Apart from the fact that she said she was hungry, her vital signs were all within the normal range.
Luke said as he drove, "All the more reason to leave early. Otherwise, you can go to the restaurant at noon. Dollar's goat milk and dog food are all gone. "
Selina didn't have time to answer him. She continued.
Luke drove straight to a bakery.
Pulling Selina in, he pointed at the pastries. "Choose your favorite."
Selina pointed at them one by one. "This one, this one …"
Luke interrupted her. "Don't even think about it. You can only choose the one that fills you the most."
Selina's finger moved across a pile of cute pastries and pointed at the shelf behind her. "This one."
Luke nodded decisively and said to the waitress from the pastry shop, "Take this away."
The waitress was dumbfounded. "Are you sure?"
Luke nodded again. "I'm sure. But you have to cut it into smaller pieces. "
The waitress was finally relieved. She was probably going to share it with a lot of people.
She busied herself for several minutes before she cut the giant into more than ten pieces and put them into cardboard boxes.
The giant tiramisu that had just been put on display was more than thirty centimeters in diameter. It had been sold in pieces, but Luke had bought it all.
Luke didn't even put the boxes in the fridge in the back when he left with them.
Considering Selina's condition today, he didn't think she would have enough food to eat until noon.
Today, he went to greet Elsa alone and told her that he was back at work. He then took the backlog of cases from her.
Putting the tiramisu he had just bought on the table, he quickly left.
This vacation would last five days, and with two weekends, it would be almost ten days. Elsa was definitely under a lot of pressure.
Since he was back, he should hurry up and investigate cases. It was much better than looking at Elsa's bitter face.
Looking at a certain someone who was still eating in the car, Luke had no choice but to drive home.
Dollar was still obediently sitting in the backseat. When it saw Luke, it wagged its tail happily, but its eyes were still fixed on the tiramisu in Selina's hands.
"You can't eat that. You're too old," Luke said to Dollar casually.
Dollar lowered its big head, as if it had nothing left to live for, but its eyes were still fixed on the tiramisu.
Luke sighed helplessly and drove … home.
Rather than working on a case, Selina's condition had to be kept under observation. It was more appropriate for her to read the case files at home today.
On his way home, he went to the supermarket again and bought two bags of dog food and a lot of goat milk for Dollar.
For a moment, Luke was a little depressed. Gluttons were enough to give him a headache.
When he got home, he took Selina to the basement. He had examined Dollar last night, and it was Selina's turn to examine its owner today.
After a detailed examination, Luke examined Selina's data for a moment, and confirmed that there was indeed something wrong with her.
She didn't have any hidden diseases, nor did she suddenly show any signs of a major disease. However, she was slightly anemic and malnourished, and her body fat percentage had dropped again.
Women had a much higher body fat percentage than men, and the normal range was 25 to 28. Selina had maintained it at 15 to 17, and her muscles were clearly defined.
Luke had always been suspicious. He had always been suspicious.
While Selina exercised a lot every day, she ate too much, and logically speaking, it was impossible for her to maintain such a body fat percentage.
Her digestive and absorption functions were normal, and she wasn't the kind of person who wouldn't get fat no matter how much she ate, but whose absorption rate was actually a problem.
So, in every aspect, Selina shouldn't be suffering from anemia, malnourishment, or a drop in body fat percentage.
She was a foodie; it would be strange if she hadn't become fat from excessive nutrition.
Luke could only have her lie down and give her an injection.
Selina frowned. "An IV? I don't think so. "
Adjusting the drip rate for her, Luke said, "You're anemic and malnourished. You won't be able to make up for it in a short period of time."
Selina: "What?" She felt that Luke had to be joking.
Luke nodded. "I find it strange too, but that's the test result. So, obediently finish the IV before you read the case files. Today's training will also be put on hold."
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