Chapter 403: Kindness and revenge? Little White Tiger's cry for help
Song Jing broke off a little bit of the wire, put his fingertips on the white tiger cub's legs, and then continued to break it out bit by bit.
"Ugh!" The little guy fell to the ground in pain and cried out softly.
"Be patient, you'll be fine soon." Song Jing put another finger on his finger, stretched out the iron wire, and finally gently pushed the little guy's leg away from the leg with a ring of thin iron needles.
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The little guy's legs were freed, and he turned around and licked the wound bit by bit with his tongue.
Song Jing took out ointment and gauze from his bag, lifted the little guy's injured hind leg, "I'll treat your wound."
"These wires are blocked here to prevent you from running into the town from the mountains and forests. When you get back, don't run this way out of curiosity."
"Humans are dangerous."
Song Jing tied up the little guy's hind legs, put the ointment gauze back into his backpack, and then reached out to pat the little guy's head.
The little guy is chubby, and it can be seen that his parents have raised him well, but his personality is quite vigilant and he has not been raised badly.
Song Jing was about to rub the little guy's soft head again to heal it before leaving, but when he stretched out his hand, the little guy opened his mouth and bit the side of his palm.
Song Jing narrowed his eyes, "Huh? Repay kindness with hatred?"
The little white tiger opened his ice-blue eyes and looked at Song Jing curiously and warily, with a little pitiful helplessness.
It bit the side of Song Jing's palm without really exerting any force, because its sharp canine teeth did not pierce Song Jing's skin. Except for the feeling that his palm was bitten, Song Jing did not feel any pain at all.
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Otherwise, Song Jing would have thrown the little white tiger out immediately.
"Still not letting up?" Song Jing's other hand flicked the little guy's forehead, not hard but with a warning.
The little white tiger slowly released her hand, purred, stretched out its soft barbed tongue, gently licked the place where it had just bitten twice, and then turned its head to lick the place where Song Jing was breaking the wire just now.
, a finger pricked by a sharp thorn on the wire.
Song Jing raised his eyebrows, "You bit my hand because you wanted to help me lick the wound?"
Animals that have a close relationship or a relationship of trust do have the habit of licking each other's wounds after being injured.
"Okay, it's just a minor injury." Song Jing took back his hand, "Go back to your parents' territory by yourself."
Every beast has its own territory. The little white tiger probably ran out for fun and got caught on the wire.
Song Jing picked up his bag and walked out of the grass, continuing to walk towards Mingsu.
There was a crashing sound from the trees behind him, it must be that the little guy went back to the forest.
Song Jing continued to walk forward for a few meters, then stopped and looked back.
The little guy lifted his injured hind legs, dragged his little tail, and limped behind her. His appearance was very similar to the first time she saw Yan Zai.
It's just that the Yan cub was dirty, very thin and ugly at the time, while the little white tiger was white, fat, round and much cuter.
"Why are you following me?" Song Jing asked.
The little guy saw her turn around, turned around and limped toward the bushes.
Song Jing thought it finally gave up and wanted to go back, but the little guy stopped after taking a few steps and looked back at her.
"Angwu!" the little guy twitched his ears and shouted in a low voice with his round eyes open.
Song Jing tried to take two steps towards the little guy. The little guy walked into the bushes and walked through with difficulty. He didn't hear any footsteps behind him and stopped to look at Song Jing.
"Aangwu!" The little guy's cry sounded a little anxious this time.
"You want to take me there?"
"Aangwu~" the little guy nodded.
Song Jing raised his eyebrows, he could really understand what she said. Has this little guy awakened his superpower?
Could it be that it ran out of the forest not because it was naughty and curious, but because it ran out to seek help?
Song Jing stepped forward to follow, and the little guy walked in front to lead the way. As soon as Song Jing stopped, it stopped and waited, spinning anxiously.
"Lead the way." Song Jing was sure that the little guy really wanted to take her there, so he didn't stop and followed the little guy into a forest on the side of the road.
The little guy led the way, stretching further and further into the woods.
At the beginning, you can still see some traces of human activities on the outside. The further you go inside, the more primitive the mountains and forests become, and there are almost no traces of human beings.
The little guy didn't stop yet and continued to lead Song Jing deeper into the forest.
Song Jing pulled aside the branches and vines blocking the road in front of him, bowed and continued walking forward.
Finally, a bare, trampled open space appeared in front of him, and above the open space, a huge white fox lay on the ground, with a penetrating wound on its abdomen and its internal organs, which had long since lost its breath.
In the belly of the dead white tiger, there was a smaller white tiger cub curled up on the ground, whining and moaning in a dying voice.
The little guy leading the way walked over, grabbed the other little guy by the back of his neck, and was about to drag him towards Song Jing.
"Don't move it, I'll come over." Song Jing stepped forward quickly and checked the adult white tiger lying down. His body was completely cold and he had been dead for some time.
Song Jing turned to look at another little guy. The little guy was lying on the ground with his eyes slightly squinted. He didn't even have the strength to open them, and his breath was already very weak. If she hadn't been brought over, this little guy could only
Die here.
Song Jing first checked the little guy. There was no external injury on his body, but there was blood in the corners of his mouth and nostrils. It seemed that his organs had been injured.
"Aangwu!" The little guy leading the way was very anxious.
"Don't worry, I'll check its internal injuries first. If it can be saved, I'll save it."
Song Jing comforted the anxious little guy and began to examine the internal organs of the lying little white tiger.
The thoracic bone was broken. Judging from the location, it was either broken by a strong kick or caused by impact and fall from a high place.
Bleeding from the mouth and nose indicates that the broken rib cage bones may have penetrated the organs. Moreover, the little white tiger's breath was weak and it was already having difficulty breathing.
"I want to perform a thoracotomy on it right away."
The little guy didn't know what a thoracotomy was. His round, ice-blue eyes were full of anxiety.
Song Jing took out a T-shirt from his bag and spread it on the ground. He put the injured little white tiger on the T-shirt, took out ointment, gauze, needle and thread, and a sharp knife.
The knife was disinfected first and disinfectant was sprayed around it. Song Jing shaved off the down on the little white tiger's chest and disinfected it again before starting the operation.
Song Jing's inference was correct. The little white tiger had indeed been stabbed into the lungs by a bone.
This surgery was not difficult for Song Jing, but the little white tiger was too young and needed to be more careful.
There was no dense forest blocking the white tiger's den. It was completely dark now, and we could still see through the moonlight.
But this light was obviously not enough for surgery, so Song Jing took out the flashlight in his bag to illuminate it.
The little guy lay next to him and waited, licking the head of the little white tiger undergoing surgery from time to time to comfort it.
Finally, the operation was completed, and Song Jing was slightly relieved, but now there was another problem.
The adult white tiger is dead. Who will take care of the little white tiger who has undergone surgery and the little one whose hind legs are injured?