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This is not really a story, just simply a collection of my own quotes and stuff I want to share with the world.

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And in Gaia, Tong Tong, Pang Ying, Jenkin, they felt they could do it right away, and when they killed Lei Bin and Mei Mei, Tibetan Mudd, Akita Dog Shen Shi, Butterfly Dog Shanchang, Bage Dog Yu Feng, Great White Bear Dog Mauds, Caso, they were all in the form of personal battles.

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Akita Dog ShenShi: Bark bark!

Gaia: It's a disaster. Why come back? You come back, which means you're trying to kill yourself. Do you think the help you've called will stop us? If our actions are stopped by dogs, aren't we cats? If we have to use an animal to describe us, I think it's a lion! What is a dog to a lion? Nothing. A dog is a dog run over by a lion.

Butterfly Dog Shanchang: Bark bark!

Bage Dog Yu Feng: Bark bark!

Tong Tong: It's late at night now. I haven't eaten all night. I'm very hungry now, but I certainly don't want to eat your dog meat. Do you know why? Because you stray dogs grew up eating junk food, I'm afraid there's a lot of bacteria in your meat, so I've always refused to eat stray dog meat, so you're lucky, because you're going to be shot by me, not hanged alive, so you don't have to struggle when you die.

Great White Bear Dog Maudes: Bark bark!

Casroo Dog Clott: Bark bark!

Pang Ying: You'd better recognize the reality. No matter how hard you try, it won't help. No matter how many of you there are, you're just beasts. As beasts, you're born inferior. Now you're trying to stop us.

Fire dog Ji Xing: Bark bark!

Shepherd Philae: Bark bark!

Jenkin: You shouldn't be working for Lei Bin. Do you know he's a billionaire and want to ingratiate yourself with him? Do you think he's going to build you a dog house? Even if he is a billionaire, it will all be a thing of the past. Soon, he will be no longer a billionaire, he will be a bunch of dirt, because we decided to kill him, destroy him, and you will end up like him.

Because whoever came to save Lei Bin and Mei Mei, It's a pack of dogs, Even though the dogs are very numerous, But if we kill Lei Bin and Mei Mei, there would be no trouble, That's what Gaia's thinking right now, Because he felt that if Lei Bin and Mei Mei were to keep their mouths shut forever, and then cleaned up the scene, the police won 't be able to solve the case, According to this idea, Gaia, from her pockets, took out a bomb, The bomb was originally the missile on the drone, The reason the missiles are now in Gaia's hands, Because of the drones coming in, There's no electricity, The missile could not be launched, so Gaia took it off the drone and put it in his pocket. He also asked Jiang Yan that there was a button on the bomb, and after pressing it, it would explode in the last 30 seconds. Now he decided to press the button and then throw it at Lei Bin, but first he had to pass, Mudd.

Gaia: Do you know how eager I am to kill Lei Bin? Because I had a hunch, Kill Lei Bin a day earlier, One day earlier, I wouldn't be on the fence, When I was a clerk, I imagined myself as head of the department, At that time, I can tell the others what to do, But when I work hard, As head of the department, but he was often pointed out by the deputy general manager, This made me particularly unconvinced, So I tried harder, Until later, I climbed to vice president, even to the general manager of the company, But I have one more problem, A thorn in the flesh, your master, He can still tell me what to do, I know, if Lei Bin doesn't have an accident, He will not be able to retire from the position of president, but he is younger than me, so I can only get rid of him, get rid of him, I will become the president of the company, will never be criticized by anyone again, when I can criticize others, and others can not criticize me, this must be a special feeling!

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Gaia: To tell you the truth, Lei Bin is very kind to me, because I was promoted by Lei Bin. You must think I am an ungrateful person, but there is no eternal friend, only eternal interest.

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Gaia: I am a rich man now, but how can you, as a dog, know the beauty of the world? With a lot of money, so much so that I don't have to work all my life, still be a rich man, at that time, I can spend every day of life, this life must be very interesting, otherwise there will not be so many people yearning for it.

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Gaia: Now Lei Bin has no retreat, but even at this point, I'm still very jealous of him, because even if he gets to this point, he's not alone.

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Gaia: Since you have to protect your master even if you die, I'll do it for you and blow you to powder with your master, even though I'm hungry now and salivate over the dog.

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

In order to make Shen Shi and Mudd go away, Gaia shoots. When the shots go off, Shen Shi falls to the ground. But actually, Shen Shi is not really hurt. It is just pretending to be dead. Mudd, however, is still dodging the shots. From the sound of the shots, Shen Shi recognizes that if he continues to block Gaia, its life will be in danger.

Akita Dog Shen Shi: Now I know that being a dog without a master is not as bad as I thought it would be. On the contrary, I think if I had a master, I would be very bad. You are a living example. Is it worth putting your life in it to defend your master?

Tibetan Mudd: It's worth it because I know why I'm fighting For the faith in my heart, if you ask me what this faith is, I will tell you, is love!

Akita Dog Shen Shi: That is to say, is it worthwhile to put your life in it for love?

Tibetan Mudd: Yes!

Akita Dog Shen Shi: What is love?

Tibetan Mudd: Love is not to abandon, love is to endure everything, love is to believe everything!

Akita Dog Shen Shi: I think it's stupid

Tibetan Mudd: But I feel happy. At this moment, I feel happier than at any other time in my life!

Akita Dog Shen Shi: You make me more puzzled?

Tibetan Mudd: Love requires your own experience.

Because Mudd had a hunch that Gaia was holding something that would hurt Lei Bin, So it swooped at Gaia, was headed for the bomb in Gaia's hand, By the time Mudd got there, Gaia has pressed the button, But the next second, The bomb in his hand was bitten in his mouth by Mudd, Mudd bit the bomb, Run wild, 15 second later, We're 150 meters out, Then Mudd spat the bomb out of his mouth, did not turn around, continued, and ran out for a little more than 10 seconds, ran out a hundred meters, the bomb exploded, the explosion radius of 50 meters of the bomb, no one was injured, no one was injured, through the experience, Mudd succeeded in resolving the crisis.

Then, in the siege of a large herd of dogs, Gaia, Tong Tong, Pang Ying, Jenkin, none of them escaped, were bitten by many dogs, Lots of blood, Perhaps none of them lacked arms or legs, But each of them was badly hurt, Including the men they called, also besieged by many dogs, None of them escaped, Not because every one of them was bitten by a dog, Unable to leave, but just as the dogs were besieging them, The police surrounded the place, Since there were geeks among the police, at 9 p.m. the police found that they could not answer the phone calls made by the informants. The police set up a task force and launched an operation. Now the police are not too late because they have arrested Gaia, Tong Tong, Pang Ying, Jenkin and the men they called, and many of them have been taken to police cars. When the crisis was over, Mudd jumped at Lei Bin. Lei Bin opened his arms. He wanted to give Mudd a big hug. Mudd would not refuse. Mudd supported himself with his hind paws and barely stood up. He also wanted to give Lei Bin a big hug.

Lei Bin: Tomorrow's sun will rise as usual, but I may be so sad about losing you that I can't smile at the rising sun tomorrow morning, because you think your master may not be able to smile at the sun tomorrow morning, so do you try to keep yourself alive?

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Lei Bin: We did it. We survived. I can show you the sunrise. Of course, maybe I'll bring one more person, the other half of my life.

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Lei Bin: If you can understand me? You're gonna ask me what I am in your life? And I will answer you, you are the witness of love in my life, the example of learning!

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Lei Bin: Even if I become a billionaire, I should learn from a dog, because in loyalty, dogs are better than humans, and that's what I've seen with my own eyes today.

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Lei Bin: But I would never ask anyone around me to live like a dog, because today I know what it's like to lick your tongue and drink like a dog! It's very hard.

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

At this very moment, In Room 301, Unit 5, Building 3, Lihua Community, The New Star Town, Police officers Alik pointed a gun at Jiang Yan's back, while Jiang Yan's hands were tapping on a keyboard, In front of him, there were screens showing real-time communications from wireless satellites, and because Jiang Yan knew he would never get a chance to touch the keyboard he liked to tap again for a long time to come, he was still clicking and clicking.

Policy officers Alik: You don't have to do this at all, because you don't have to do this, you should be able to get what you want.

Jiang Yan: What I want is revenge!

Police officers Alik: Hatred has taken you on the wrong path in life, and now you have taken yourself into the abyss.

Jiang Yan: I've been working very hard, but the results are not so good, so I came to the conclusion today that hard-working people don't necessarily get good results.

Policemen Officials Alik: You're not working, or you've never experienced what it's like to work hard? Once a president said, I forgot his name, because I was more impressed by what he said than by remembering the president's name, and hard work makes you happy And this happiness will bring you great positive energy, so hard work may be a good way to be an upright person.

Jiang Yan: Really? If I had met you earlier, maybe I wouldn't be here today!

Police officers Alik: It's not too late. You still have a chance. First of all, you have to stop doing evil and let go of your hatred. If your heart is full of evil thoughts, try to get rid of them by trading hard work for happiness, because that's what I did and I succeeded.

Jiang Yan: Can you tell me your story?

Policy officers Alik: Judging from your performance, You're not going to resist, So I can grant you this request, At school, In the class, I used to be a bad student, The reason I say that, because at that time, even though my academic record was second in the year, And I'm very dissatisfied, Because there was a girl, Her grades are always better than mine, So I was so jealous of her, And I decided, To do a bad thing to her, Better get her grades down a notch, The way I chose it was on her way home, Hit her in the head with a book, so that even if I break her, I can tell the judge that it's just a little fight between classmates, because the weapon I hit her in the head is just a book, and I thought, so I decided to pick a very thick book, so I chose an autobiography by the president, you know? On the cover of the book, write this sentence, hard work will make you happy! So it occurred to me at that point, Maybe I should get a job, Because I'm so energetic, So as I went to school, I chose to work at the same time, of course, to do the work related to the things I love, a person who is filled with jealousy and wants to hurt others, the thing I love most is to be able to defend justice, so I went to work as a temporary police officer, and at that time, I realized the meaning of my life.

Jiang Yan: You're lucky! But I'm going to say I'm lucky too! Because you told me the words that will change your destiny! So I will also work hard to make myself happy, to change my fate!

The New Star Town is a place of dreams, Lei Bin, In this land of dreams, found a woman willing to share his joys and sorrows, Mei Mei, the boss of Beautiful Pharmacy, ThunderTech Inc. Is going public today, But Lei Bin, president of ThunderTech Inc., didn't appear on the stock exchange. because Lei Bin felt he had a more important occasion to attend, The occasion on which he was to be present, It's a proposal scene, He's gonna propose to Mei Mei, So early in the morning, before dawn, he got up early, Put on your suit, With the tie on, carrying Mudd, along the highway, She went to The New Star Town, and after more than 40 minutes she came to The New Star Town, and Mei Mei came to Beautiful Pharmacy's door just then. She took out her key, opened Beautiful Pharmacy's door, and didn't go in, because when she turned her head, she saw Lei Bin holding a bouquet of roses in her arms.

Mei Mei: You got up early today, But you should've slept in today, Because a lot happened yesterday, As a billionaire, I believe that even if you sleep late, you will also be a billionaire, unlike us who open a physical shop, if you get up late, you will miss a lot of customers, will make a lot of less money, there may be a day down, only to earn our food money, so we have to get up early and work dark!

Lei Bin: My company is going public today, But I didn't go to the positive energy exchange, Because I have more important things to do, although I know there are a lot of people waiting for me on the positive energy stock exchange, and there are a lot of spotlights that will hit me, and I really enjoy that feeling, but now, I will be enjoying the rising sun with my fiancee at The New Star Town's Watchlight Cliff!

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Mei Mei: You mean close the door now and leave? I could lose a lot of money!

Lei Bin: Is making money what you live for?

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Mei Mei: The money we make from our work is just one of the fruits of our labor.

Lei Bin: So what are the other results?

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Mei Mei: The most important fruit of labor is the joy of hard work!

Lei Bin: I'm happy with your answer, so you can share my billions.

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

Mei Mei: Would you share your billions with me if I told you that I had read a lot of positive books and that's what they say?

Lei Bin: So it's good to read more positive energy books, because it makes you very positive!

Tibetan Mudd: Bark bark!

After school, Si Yiyan's assistant Gu Yuehan sent Wen Xinya to Lishan Mansion. She had been skipping music, chess, and painting lessons for a long time ever since Si Yiyan returned. Fortunately, her grampy did not chide her or tick her off. He merely reminded her not to neglect her studies and that he would be giving her a test in the future.
Wen Xinya gently pushed the door of the study open and tiptoed inside to see that Si Yiyan was having a video conference. Upon sight of her, he waved at her before resuming the conference.
Wen Xinya instantly knew what he had meant. He meant to tell her that he would still take a long while and that she could make herself at home.
Wen Xinya picked up an ancient book and lied down on the couch to read it leisurely. However, she could not focus on it at all and would steal glances at him every now and then. He exuded charming confidence and had a formidable aura as if he had the world beneath his feet. 
She listened attentively while he spoke fluently in Russian. She often found the Russian language to be posh and domineering, due to the heavy intonations and emphasis on tone changes. 
Wen Xinya slowly sunk into a trance. 
She started to think that she was getting a little too man-crazy. She then put down her book and left the study. 
Wen Xinya began strolling casually in the yard. All of a sudden, she heard the sounds of a dog barking. Her heart dropped and she instinctively looked in the direction of the noises.
A 75-centimeter-tall reddish-brown Tibetan Mastiff was sitting on the ground, appearing majestic, proud, and menacing. It was staring at her and sitting still like a statue. It looked extremely ferocious and intimidating…
Wen Xinya turned pale and a cold shiver went down her spine. She instinctively took a step back…
The Tibetan Mastiff suddenly looked up and began walking towards Wen Xinya, after which it opened its mouth and revealed rows of jagged and sharp teeth that were like shiny blades.
It made a low, rumbling noise that was loud enough to penetrate her eardrums. Frightened out of her wits, Wen Xinya quivered uncontrollably and her legs turned into jelly. "Don't… don't come near me. I didn't mean to disturb you on purpose. I… I'll leave right away!" she spluttered, her lips trembling uncontrollably.
The Tibetan Mastiff stood up again.
"Ah!" Wen Xinya shrieked and froze in fear, greatly intimidated by the Tibetan Mastiff's actions. She quickly took flight and sprinted away at godlike speed.
The Tibetan Mastiff let out a ferocious roar and began chasing Wen Xinya.
"Don't… don't come any closer!" Wen Xinya frantically turned her head behind while running away, only to discover that the Tibetan Mastiff was chasing her. Seeing that it was almost catching up with her, she picked up speed and darted away.
The Tibetan Mastiff chased Wen Xinya around the mansion, stopping to roar at her every now and then while she sprinted away with all her might. It was as if she was chased by a wolf instead of a dog.
Si Yiyan began looking for her the moment he heard the noises after his video conference.
"Ah… Si Yiyan, help me!" Wen Xinya yelled at the top of her voice, as pale as a sheet. She began sprinting towards Si Yiyan as if he was her only savior.
However, the Tibetan Mastiff stopped in its tracks and leaped towards her…
"Stop!" Si Yiyan hollered at the Tibetan Mastiff with a sullen expression on his face.
The Tibetan Mastiff followed his instructions and stopped before lying down beside him.
Wen Xinya was finally out of danger. Her legs became wobbly and she fell onto the ground, panting heavily and trying to catch her breath. She was both pale and flushed while blood surged through her veins.
Si Yiyan was shocked to see how pale she had gotten. He hurriedly walked towards her and squatted down beside her. "Xinya, are you alright? Did Cleopatra bully you?"
Wen Xinya's pounding heart ricocheted vigorously against her chest. She pouted her lips and began bawling like a child at the thought of what happened earlier on.
"Xinya, don't cry. Cleopatra was just mischievous and trying to play with you. It didn't intend to harm you at all," said Si Yiyan, who had never seen her weeping so terribly before. He was suddenly at a loss for what to do.
"Si Yiyan, you jerk. Why did you suddenly place a Tibetan Mastiff in the yard? I won't dare to come here anymore from now on…" She rebuked while sobbing, punching his chest and pinching him.
"Don't be scared. Cleopatra was just kidding. He won't hurt you," said Si Yiyan, who suddenly realized that she had a fear of dogs. He continued to pat her back in an attempt to comfort her while she vented her emotions on him.
"You're lying. He clearly showed me his teeth and chased me around the yard while barking at me menacingly." Wen Xinya protested, throwing a tantrum like a child.
Si Yiyan explained, "It was just greeting you and it chased you because it liked you and wanted to play with you. It barked to express its excitement. It won't hurt you. Otherwise, he would have caught up to you in no time."
"But, it looked so fierce and intimidating!" Wen Xinya exclaimed in terror. She finally began to look less pale. She was grabbing onto Si Yiyan's shirt for dear life, for fear that the Tibetan Mastiff would charge at her the moment she let go.
"Cleopatra is just a very gentle Tibetan Mastiff. It just looks scarier on the surface," Si Yiyan said while staring at her moistened eyelashes and the teardrops at the corners of her eyes. She seemed just like a pitiful Little Red Riding Hood, a far cry from her usual arrogant self.
Wen Xinya still could not get a grip on her emotions. She said, "I heard that Tibetan Mastiffs are as fierce and menacing as wolves. They have strong jaws and sharp teeth. It has an incredible bite force that can go up to 300PSI and the results will be fatal if it bites you on your neck."
Caressing her head and patting her back, Si Yiyan said, "Cleopatra has undergone proper training, it wouldn't attack humans unnecessarily. Besides, you're a guest. It wouldn't harm you."
"Really?" Wen Xinya asked apprehensively while glancing at the Tibetan Mastiff.


Originally born from a wealthy family, she ends up leading a vagrant life for fifteen years. However, when she is eventually found by her family, she falls into another devious plot and eventually dies tragically. 

Fifteen years after her rebirth, ravenously raging for revenge, she tears down the hypocritical mask of the foster daughter who had taken her place, and reduces her greedy stepmother and stepsister back to their original sorry states. 

To the jerk's profession of his deep love for her, she only has one thing to say, "Get the hell out of my life. The love you speak of humiliates love!" 

Regardless of the appearances of you monsters, I’ll take in it my stride with my capability, building a business dynasty of my own, sitting in the depths of my riches, bathing in the glistening limelight of the world. 

A certain rich empire's CEO: "Don't mind me. I'm just leaving my mark here to declaring my possession rights; I’ll wait patiently for you to grow up!" The queen's mighty return with commercial warfare fully within her grasp, she navigates the power struggles with skill and verve. When it comes to scheming conspiracies, all she has to say is, "Who are you again? Don’t even bother!"

An Youqing pushed Jin Bao'er away with all his might. She fell onto the ground and began bawling out loud.
Fan Shixin hurriedly helped Jin Bao'er up and comforted her.
Long Xiaoxi held onto An Youqing's hand and remained silent, after which the three of them including Long Wenlun returned inside the house.
Likewise, Jin Bao'er returned to Jin Qingyue's room while still sobbing.
"What's the matter?" asked An Xiaoning as she stood up.
Glaring daggers at her, Jin Bao'er hollered, "Stay away from me. If it weren't for you, would my Mommy have gotten injured? I heard everything while I was standing by the door. Your son even pushed me, you're all crooks!"
An Xiaoning was taken aback by her sudden outburst. 
"Watch your tone, how could you be so rude to your Auntie? Is this how Mommy taught you?" Jin Qingyue admonished Jin Bao'er.
"It's clearly their fault. Why do you have to scold me?" Jin Bao'er retorted, covering her face as she burst into tears.
An Xiaoning was rarely that patient, though she did not wish to argue with a child.
"Your Mommy did get injured because of me and I'm very guilty for that too. But no one wanted this to happen. I know you're just concerned about your Mommy, but we're all worried about her too. You're not the only one."
Jin Bao'er remained silent while An Xiaoning said to Jin Qingyue, "You continue to coax her. I'll have to get back to the police station to carry out interrogations."
"Alright, it'll be fine. Go ahead, Sis-in-law."
An Xiaoning nodded and turned around to leave.
She closed the door after she left. Jin Qingyue leaned her head against the headboard and stared at her daughter without uttering a word. She suddenly felt as if her daughter was a reflection of her younger self.
"Mommy…"
"Who said you could talk to your Auntie so rudely?" Jin Qingyue questioned.
"She's not my Auntie yet."
"Who said she isn't? If you're already so rude and bratty when you're still young, no one will like you," Jin Qingyue chastised with an austere expression on her face.
Jin Bao'er hung her head low and kept quiet.
"It was all my fault for spoiling you rotten. I'm not going to let you go about your willful and insensible ways anymore. If you dare to be so rude again next time, Mommy is going to berate you."
"You'd better beat me to death. Once you do that, you won't have a daughter anymore!"
Jin Qingyue was astonished. She did not expect her daughter to be threatening her at such a young age. 
—
An Xiaoning drove back to the police station where Ma Jianguo and the rest were waiting for her.
The man was sitting in the interrogation room with his jaw still dislocated, leaving him drooling uncontrollably. An Xiaoning tied a rope of medium thickness around his lips in order to prevent him from biting his tongue to kill himself while answering their questions.
After fixing his jaw, An Xiaoning stood by the bars and looked inside. "Do you plan to tell the truth?"
"There's nothing much to say, I was the one who did everything. No one else is involved," the man answered straightforwardly, showing no signs of fear at all.
Keeping her eyes fixed on him, An Xiaoning questioned, "Could you tell me what your motive is, then? Why did you want to kill me? We don't even know each other. There must be a reason why you wanted to kill me, isn't there?"
"No reason, I just wanted to kill you. Can't I do that?"
"Oh wow, I didn't know people would actually kill for no reason nowadays. It's alright if you don't wish to speak up. I have a thousand ways to force the truth out of you. But, the process might be very painful. If you don't wish to undergo torment, you'd better hurry up and speak. Don't wait 'til we subject you to ruthless punishment before you confess."
"You… you're going to force me to confess by subjecting me to physical torture!?!"
"See, I told you to confess while we're still being nice. Since you choose to be so tight-lipped, I won't go easy on you." An Xiaoning then said to Ma Jianguo, "I've hired someone to dig up a tunnel in the ground of my house. Officer Ma, what do you say we take him to live in there for a while?" 
"What if he crawls up?"
"He can't. I'll place two hungry Tibetan mastiffs in there. Let's see if the mastiffs will eat him up. I'm really looking forward to it," said An Xiaoning, placing her hands together.
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, for they did not know if she was being serious or merely trying to scare the man.
The man immediately turned pale as a sheet in fear. "An Xiaoning, you're way too vicious. You're not going by the book!"
"Your bullet missed my heart by just a teeny weeny bit. Do you still expect me to treat you in accordance with the rules? You're right, I'm a vicious woman. Whoever does me wrong, I'll make him pay double the price. The feeling of wishing you were dead must be great. I'm sure you'd like to have a try. Since you don't wish to tell the truth, we'll have to bring you to Wei Ni Estate," An Xiaoning said with a straight face.
Noticing that the police officers were about to take him away, the man began to struggle vigorously and refused to budge but to no avail, since both his hands and legs were tied up. Thus, he was taken away forcefully.
Upon reaching the door, An Xiaoning asked one last time, "You should really think this through carefully. It's important to decide if you want to act like a hero and sacrifice for the mastermind or to save yourself from a cruel punishment. Don't think about how you'll be hunted down and killed by the mastermind when you're released, because by then, that person would no longer be around."
The man raised his brows in astonishment. He had never expected the small and petite woman in front of him to have such a sharp tongue.
"I told you, I did everything out of my own accord."
An Xiaoning instructed Zu Dong and Gong Le, "Take him away immediately."
She then gave Fan Shixin a call and instructed him to dig up a basement with a width of two meters and a depth of three meters right away, claiming that it was extremely urgent. 
Fan Shixin proceeded to do as instructed without delay.
Once the police car arrived in the courtyard, An Xiaoning took the lead and alighted.
"Is it done yet?"
"Almost. What do you need it for?" Fan Shixin whispered softly.
"You'll know later. Bring me two Tibetan mastiffs now."
"Tibetan mastiffs?" Fan Shixin asked in bewilderment.
"Yes, hurry," An Xiaoning said with a gesture.
"Okay, I'll go right now."
She chucked her hands in her pockets and stood there to wait. The rest of the police officers alighted from the car one after another while dragging the man out forcefully. 
Fan Shixin returned 20 minutes later with two dog owners, each walking their Tibetan mastiff towards An Xiaoning and the rest.
Noticing the scene before them, everyone soon realized that An Xiaoning was not joking!
By the time they moved to the hole, the man's legs had already turned to jelly. He stared at the Tibetan mastiffs, which were sticking their tongues out, before looking at An Xiaoning, who had a stern expression on her face. He was almost on the verge of despair.
"Dump him into the hole before sending the mastiffs to accompany him. Let's watch how determined he is to cover up for his organization and the mastermind," An Xiaoning said with a smirk.
Zu Dong and Gong Le pushed the man along and were about to throw him into the hole. Just as they approached the edge of the hole, the man finally conceded and yelled at the top of his lungs while appearing as pale as a sheet, "I'll tell you everything! Don't throw me down, I'll speak up!" 
An Xiaoning reached a hand out and gestured for Zu Dong and Gong Le to stop, which they did accordingly.
"Why? Weren't you still very tight-lipped and stubborn earlier? Are you afraid now? Weren't you unafraid of death?"
"I'm afraid, who wouldn't be?"
"Take him back to the police station," An Xiaoning instructed.


After discovering about her wealthy husband's affair, she humiliates the adulterous pair on the streets and divorces him the very next morning. Just as everyone anticipates her downfall, she goes on to marry the most brilliant bachelor in the nation whom her unfaithful former husband cannot hold a candle to!

"Aren't your mother's legs always hurting? It hasn't gotten any better despite seeking help from various doctors."
"How did you know that?"
"Not only do I know why her legs hurt, I can also treat her condition."
"As long as you can treat my mother, I'll give you anything you want."
"I want money."

After An Xiaoning uses her psychic powers to break the curse of a poltergeist, she earns herself a fortune as well as a perfect man of her dreams.  

Don't be daunted by her psychic powers, for this book isn't terrifying at all!

The Immortal’s Poison is a modern wuxia novel, written by Cataclysmic Bean.
This is the story of the young man Wen Leyang, born into the family with an expertise in the cultivation of the Art of Poisons. 
The enemy may not always be evil, and someone evil may not necessarily be the enemy. However, one thing is certain. Wen Leyang is a frank and honest young man, a delightful hero who possesses a kind disposition towards any living creature.
 
Learn about his journey as he embarks on an adventure of cultivating into an immortal.

The room was of a rather peculiar shape.
 It was a peculiar cylindrical space, about 15 feet tall and eight feet in diameter. Its stony walls were composed of shelves, and each shelf was completely filled with books and Buddhist scriptures. From where the man stood, it looked like a never-ending kaleidoscope tower.
 As his eyes drank up the wondrous sight, he noticed that something was not quite right. Among the glossy sheen and lavish silky covers of the texts, there was a fault. He had spotted it… somewhere. And his finger couldn't quite point to it.
 He looked around, almost frantically, a vain attempt to relocate the minor blemish among the tower of perfection. His eyes danced from one shelf to another… until he finally found it.
 It was just one book; one small book with a murky brown spine. It sat quietly on the shelf like a shrinking violet – no, not even – like a toad. It was put there to be ignored, to not draw attention, yet somehow the ugly toad stood out like a sore thumb among the lake of swans. And it really was an ugly toad. On the fourth shelf from the bottom, the man amused himself to count.
 The shelves were not of average height, and this definitely was not a typical library. To retrieve it, the man had to climb.
 His agility helped him immensely, when he realized with surprise how slanted the shelves truly were. There was an optical illusion that they were not slanted at all, but that dispersed quickly enough once he stepped foot on the first shelf. The slant was not in his convenience at all, but rather against him. It was top-heavy, and the higher you go up the shelves, the more they protruded. Worse still, the shelves were incredibly fragile. One wrong move or any slight increase in pressure in the wrong areas, and the entire shelf could collapse.
 The man sighed, midway up to his destination. Could it be that the monks did this to intensify the hardship of getting the more important books? Could it be that they were trying to hide how many book they genuinely kept in store?
 Finally, he reached the item of interest. Sliding the book carefully from its original position, the man got a much better look at it. It was old, stained with herbal tea and it was crumpled at every page. There were even a few tears at the edges, and he began to wonder if it was made to look like this on purpose, just as it had been placed there on purpose.
 The writing had faded, but was arguably still readable, to the relief of the man, and he was glad that he had learned Tibetan scripts well.
 This book depicted dukkha, or the truth of suffering; the first of the Four Noble Truths and a belief the Tibetan monks had about life.
 All life is suffering, it states. Suffering does not necessarily refer to pain and hardship, but rather a sense of dissatisfaction and inability to withstand something. Joy exists in life, but everything that we experience are impermanent, conditional and ever-changing. Even something that is precious to us could come to an end, thus, ending our joy.
 The man flipped through the delicate pages. They were filled with stories of people, particularly one of an enchanting prince who was always surrounded by happy people, who always got what he wanted, and had good health, and his devastation of seeing death and sorrow around him. 
 Scratching an itch under his black balaclava, he skimmed through stories of people who got satisfaction from working hard and earning money, to the point that they were among the wealthiest in the continent. However, worn by age, they too passed away. Engaging stories are told of successful people who lost power and status over time, another clear cessation of their joy. 
 Perhaps it was the incense, or maybe it was his awe at this sight he had never seen before, but the man had to gather up a lot of willpower not to give up his mission, and sit down with the book to read all the stories. He had never been a "book person", so at the chance of sounding bizarre, the considered this one must contain some sort of sorcery. It most certainly related to him in ways more than one.
 As he slotted another finger into the final pages of the book, something made him jolt back to reality. The texture – or lack of – felt somewhat… different. Excitedly, he turned the pages to the one his finger landed upon. Right at the bottom of the page, was a hole. The previous page, also had a hole, as did the previous. Bewildered, the man flicked backwards until he came to a page with no holes. He laid out the book upon his left palm and looked down at the pages, now flipped to one side, all containing holes. It displayed a perfectly round circle, about three millimeters thick. On the very last page, there were small raised decorative patterns on it; a circle in the middle, surrounded by eight smaller circles, each with their own unique design.
 A bell went off in the man's head. He had seen this symbol before.
 He dug into his trouser pocket. It was difficult, due to the stickiness of his sweat against his trouser leg and now, seeping out onto his pocket. But he still managed to extract what he needed… a single Tibetan coin. With a calm swiftness, he carefully placed the coin upon the imbedded circle, making sure to rearrange the placement so that both patterns matched.
 No sooner had everything been aligned than another book slid out from another shelf about ten shelves above him. The man looked up, the slant of the shelf proving much bigger than he had imagined.
 This is gonna take a while, he muttered to himself, reality sinking in like a perforated ship.

A town with a dark and deadly secret. A cult group, named the Chosen, are using people as sacrifices to an old race of beings only known as the Ancient Ones. Tasked by a government agency to investigate this matter, Eliana Hunt, must sacrifice her friendships and values to take down the Chosen and prevent an ancient relic from destroying the world.

The second class of the day started in a similar manner to the first. With a question.

"Does anyone have any ideas as to how enchanting works?" The class was dead silent as before. This time there were many students that had been through the last class, and had an understanding of professor Keller's teaching style. Still, no one spoke up. 

'This is an unfair question. Aren't we here to learn just that? If we knew coming in, why take the class? Or rather why force us to take this class?' Alex had long since stopped considering any of the courses as optional. 

"How about I rephrase that question. Can someone guess, even a portion, of why enchanting does anything at all?" Keller asked with a coy smile. "I mean after all isn't enchanting really just writing or carving symbols on something? I can do that now?" As he said this, he walked in front of the podium and used his finger tip to carve words into the hard marble floor. 

After a second he stood back up. 

Clear to the whole class were two runes, carved into the floor. Keller presented them to the class with an out stretched hand. "Why is nothing happening?" 

Red raised his hand. With a nod from professor Keller, he stood. "Is it because there is no triggering rune?" 

"That is a strange thought isn't it?" Keller responded. It was clear to see that enchanting was his real passion. "So, you think if I add another mark into this stone floor something 'magical' will happen?" As he said magical, he wiggled his fingers in the air. "With the exception of enchantments, have you ever seen something like this happen? Something, 'magical'?" He made the gesture again.

This time it was a girl in the front rows turn to raise her hand. All Alex could see from his vantage point was curly auburn hair and a blue, slightly glowing, bird on her desk. "You mean like the abilities of Spirit Contractors?" She said with a quaver. 

"Yes, exactly? And what powers their abilities?" 

"Spirit Animals." Tom said as he stood quickly. A cock-sure grin on his face. 

In response, he received a look from Keller that Alex later likened to, "the face someone would make if you took their dinner plate and handed them back a plate of horse apples." 

"No, actually is has nothing to do at all with spirit animals. Otherwise how could normal people learn to enchant?" Keller replied in a considerate manner. Obvious care had been take to remove any sign of reproach or condescension from his voice. 

"It is mana?" He tone conveying that it was a statement as much as a question.

"Exactly! Whether written in special ink or carved, runes have a unique ability to react with mana when properly put together." Keller once again had a large smile on his face. 

"Does anyone know what language runes come from?"

This time it was Alex who stood. He had read up a little on enchanting. His mother was an enchanter after all. Sadly, not many books pertaining to enchanting were allowed to the public at large. This was due to the possibly dangerous nature of enchanting, when done wrong. 

"No one knows. Some think it might not actually be a language in the traditional sense. In that it was never used to communicate ideas through written or spoken medium." Alex's tone made it clear to everyone that he was reciting from memory. 

It was in fact from a book he had read recently. It was on rune theory. The book was decades old, and no where near the cutting edge of the field. It also contained no runes at all. That was the only reason that it was allowed out to the public.

"Very good Alexander. You are correct. While no one knows for sure, the structure and grammar of this runic language isn't structured to allow communication from one person to another." As he said this Keller panned the class, making sure he had everyone's undivided attention. 

"In fact you could say that the language was made to 'instruct' mana." As he said this Keller was greeted by surprised faces. 

"Then are you saying mana is alive and can be instructed?" Alex had never sat back down. This idea was thrumming through his mind. 

"No." Keller immediately said, in a cold tone. His expression slowly lightened. "It is true that this was a theory for a time, but this doesn't seem to be the case. It is more like a game. One where we make up the rules as we go. Mana reacts to the shape of the runes. Each rune is like adding a new rule, or instruction, to the mana. In the end you get a result." 

Keller gave the class a moment to digest then continued. "If your rules make sense you get a result. Though it may not be the intended one." He said with a smile and motioned once again to the runes carved in the floor. "But if your rules have a critical failure in them, then the mana can not 'make sense' of the rules, and nothing will happen." He said 'make sense' with air quotes. 

Keller then walked over to the runes and between them placed another couple runes. "You see, I placed a triggering rune, followed by a target rune before. But I did not give any instructions as to what to 'do' once a person moved into the target. Now, I added an effect rune and a closing rune." He then walked back to where he had been standing previously and snapped his fingers. 

A huge wave of wind and sound hit all of the students. They felt the sound of that snap deep in their chests. It was like standing near an explosion. That was all that Alex could compare it to. 

Keller stepped away from the spot and went back to the runes. He drew a deep line through them all with his finger. Then returned to his spot once again, and snapped his fingers. 

Nothing happened. The whole class was bracing waiting for that pressure to hit them again, but it never came. Just the dull hollow sound of a snap echoed in the room. 

"If there is any fault, or change made that doesn't 'make sense', it will nullify the effect of the runes." Keller once again used air quotes here. 

After spending a bit more time talking about some very basic grammatical structures for runes. He then passed out a list of runes to the students. This was for them to study from daily in their free time. Classes would consist of problems given by Keller and the students working together to solve them. This would range from acquiring a desired result in as few runes as possible, to being shown a faulty rune formation and being asked how to fix it. 

After Keller outlined the structure of the class for the future, Alex was not alone in feeling that this course was going to be very difficult.

The story of Alexander Samson, and his spirit companion Eluril. In a world filled with dangerous monsters and terrifying dungeons. Alex will struggle to claw his way up from the bottom rungs of society. 

Can Alex overcome the powers that be as the only Cultivator in this world? 

Can he find the correct path through the many options that cultivation lays before him? 

Can his physical prowess give him the edge he needs to stand up to overcome the spirit companions of his enemies? 

Only one thing is for sure, this is going to hurt.

" Hope is the heart beat of the soul"
                                         -Unknown

Jack POV

"The meadow was enameled with sodden dew as the Gaillardias rustled gently in the breeze. A narrow pellucid brook flowed calmly adjacently to the Gaillardias while the crusty trout swam swiftly in it. Tall lilac plant swayed flexibly as I ran pass through them, the air felt exuberating as I circled the huge green meadow. This feeling was just liberating and peaceful that I hoped it would be the only thing which would stay with me forever. I was too engrossed in those beauties of the nature that I completely ignored my dad.

My dad looked peaceful sitting on the mat that he laid beneath the large oak tree, Peanut butter sandwich, cookies, cakes and orange juice scattered in front of him, it was an alluring scenario. My dad was totally engrossed in one of his books on organic chemistry that he failed to feel the soft tab on his shoulder. I was envious to the book for grabbing all the attention to itself and not leaving an ounce for me.  I quickly snatched away the book from his grip and put out my tongue and ran around the tree playfully. 

My dad gave a hearty laugh as he pretended to be tried of chasing me; those were the best days of my youth. He faked being in pain as he pretended to hold his chest and breathe deeply as he rested his head on the soft grass and closed his eyes. I was too young to notice his fake acting that at that time I really thought he was hurt. I ran fast towards him praying that nothing would happen to him, I slowly nudged his shirt but he was motionless until he surprised me by tickling my stomach. I couldn't hold the tickling as I laughed my guts out shouting for him to stop, I begged him between my laughter and admitted my lost until he stopped and held me on his lap. I was really curious to know what made the book so interesting that held his face glued to it for most of the day, he smiled and showed me a page about the reaction and it was that time I became aware of this trick,"

Sam focused on the road so to prevent any accident to happen and as of me I gazed outside wondering about all things that has been happening around lately. I knew Sam wanted to ask him everything especially about those magical things that happened and I respect his curiosity too but I couldn't bring myself to pour everything about the events to him.  I was also ignorant about the trick and I thought that dot painting was useless until those dim lights from the lamp enlightened my brain and made me realize everything. The most alluring thing about this trick was the tracing in the painting and I must say it was really opulent. After tons of thoughts and consideration on the painting, it finally led us to this museum.

The museum was indeed spacious and spectacular, everything was luxurious and majestic. And all those gossip about the grand museum was indeed true. Even though we were aware that the museum will be closed for the day and it would be illegal to trespass after working hour, still then we climbed over the high wall and entered through the back door.

Sam instructed me to go towards the right wing and like an obedient child I agreed to his command considering how capable he is judging from the knowledge of being with him for the pass 3 days. I was off to the right wing admiring everything, those painting were just amazing as it transcendently adorned the wall and brought the exhibiting vibe around this place. I scanned every painting on my way and observed them swiftly without wasting much of the time. 

I was walking right at the corner of a painting when I saw monumental object right in front of me. I was fascinated and amazed that I found myself admiring its beguiling structure and artistic form that I someone forgot to inform Sam about it. I quickly regained my mind and contacted him through the walkie talkie. The painting was massive as it hung majestically from the wall and the color in the painting perfectly complemented each other that it was a wonder how the painter was able to make it come alive.

The painting was looked pretty large and amazing, but the cream of that painting was the name "Ophelia," clearly written beneath it. This name made me flashback to that day when Mrs. Patterson sheltered me when I was badly bruised. And I could clearly remember that the painting in her house that hung right at the corner of her stair was indeed of Ophelia. Not only that my dad had this painting of Hamlet and embracing Ophelia which could mean something. At one point I thought this girl in the painting could be Ophelia but when I clearly accessed the painting the girl looked more seductive and it contradicted to the pure and calm Ophelia of Hamlet. It was suspicious and mysterious.

A quote stood right beneath the name and this added more mystery to the painting. I recited the quote for the hundred times in mind until I remembered that particular phrases I read in the book Hamlet, " A ministering angel shall my sister be," it was that exact  phrase in the play when Laertes said to himself remembering his sister Ophelia, which actually meant that he would serve and love his sister under any circumstances. 

I was considering every possible connection that the painting and its quotes could have with the kidnapping but to my disappointment nothing weave together to give me a perfect picture. I tried really hard to flashback to that time when I discovered the mysterious key, I still remember finding the portrait and the key beneath it but there was nothing much skeptical. 

I focused again and recreated my dad study room in mind and to my astonishment there was indeed some vague image projected in my mind about this quote and from what I feel, I think I saw it written in a small font and placed securely in that shelf near the portrait. It was indeed amazing how our sub conscious mind could render help when in need. But one thing really didn't patch up with any information I could think of because it felt too unnatural to find the quotes and portrait in my dad's room unless they already knew before and faked my adoption story.

Sam seemed to always remind me how his aunt loved painting and what most astonishing was that her name was Ophelia too so those information really felt like those puzzle which took time to create but once you get the hold of it, it connected automatically. So from what I concluded Ophelia was indeed my mother and after her disappearance I might have been adopted. But one thing was sure that this painting before me was indeed her work.

One might not feel the pain and hurt hidden beneath me and I won't blame anyone for not understanding me. Remembering those thunderous nights when I craved for warm embrace that would protect me from those scary sound and those times when I saw children's walking with their parents in the park, it made me miss my biological parents more. I would cry silently and pray for their return, not only that I would swear to god that if they came back to me I would learn to be a better boy. Without anyone to support you while growing, I was emotionally and physically drained until adoptive parents came for the rescue. Even though I was showered with love and care there was still some void that needed the presence of my biological mother to fill it.

I have battled myself for a long time and persuaded myself to believe that I needed no one to survive and it was until now I find information about her, she caused havoc within me. And mostly importantly my adoptive dad had more to say something on this story but to my unfortunate they were no more. To add more salt to my wound my mom was already dead and this painting was the only proof of her existence. Sam softly patted on my shoulder and I was really grateful for the mere kind action.

I held the miniature painting and slowly placed in the right hand of the girl and the painting started to drift slowly to reveal a safe behind it. The safe was small and it was finger print password protected. We thought we escaped an obstacle yet we were faced with another. It was quite worrying to be exact because we felt that we were nearing to our goal but we were once again to square one. I was not sure what happened to me but something inside urged me to place my finger on that safe and to our surprise the safe opened.

I was stupefied for a while trying to gauged everything in front me. For all my life I lived believing that they have forgotten me and will never come back for me. I have learnt to move one and forget them but it was my lack of trust and foolishness which underestimated their love for me. They still remembered me and not only that I was the key to everything they were trying to hide. My parents really loved me and I was a coward for not trusting them. Even though Sam gave me that will letter, that stated I might be the potential heir of his empire but I doubted there love for me and I was too wrong misjudge them for they loved me dearly. 

This realization hit me too hard that I found myself bathing in tears, I just couldn't stop it. I thought they hated me for leaving me there all alone in that lone orphanage and I believed their promise to come back was just a mere façade but it was not. Their love was genuine and it was warming everything inside me. They had always been looking after me and it was just me blaming them without any hesitance. I cried aloud when Sam stopped me and I knew I had someone alive and important to protect.

 I had made mistakes and this mistake has cost me all my happiness during my prime age. I knew my parents wanted best of me that they gave everything to me and I really had to do something to prove their trust. I calmed myself and took out the small diary from the safe and exited the museum with a content expression.

"Even before I could go near him, I felt his hand on my waist. His skin was as cold as ice and it sent shiver down my spine. There was hint of admiration and love in his eyes and it really confused me. I felt that he liked me but that thought was totally absurd. His pinkish lips raised, it made my legs give away. I felt his hand tighten around my waist and slowly engulfing me in a tight hug."

X-ray machines for pets were expensive, and there were no state subsidies for purchasing such machines. People must pay by themselves, and should bear the cost of subsequent maintenance. The service life of such X-ray machines depended on their frequency of usage, and usually lasted for only about five years, so it was impossible for general pet clinics to afford them, and clients could only bring their pets to take X-ray images at large hospitals for pets.  
"If your dog has a fracture, then it needs to have internal fixation and external fixation; while if it is a fissure fracture, your dog only needs to have external fixation. I think what it has is a fissure fracture, but I can’t make such an assertion without seeing an X-ray image. If you are still worried, I suggest you take it to a hospital for treatment." 
After telling every situation to this middle-aged man before her, Sun Xiaomeng waited for his decision.
"But..." Jin Er pouted, now in a bad mood, "But it simply cannot move, it struggled fiercely when I held it, and it took me a great effort to bring it here...Can you give the treatment of fissure fracture to it? I’ll bring it to a pet hospital later."
"OK." Sun Xiaomeng agreed.
She asked Long Xian to bring over the bone-setting liquid, and together they helped put a splint on the Husky’s leg. 
Jin Er was squatting aside in distress. The feeling was worse than if he himself had a fissure fracture. 
"Naughty boy, you just like teasing other dogs, now aren’t you suffering the consequences? Won’t you listen to me and behave well from now on?" he pointed to the Husky and scolded it.
Sun Xiaomeng was busy putting on the splint, and she asked casually, "How was this dog injured? Fortunately, the location of the injury is not in its femoral head, otherwise the situation would be trickier."
Jin Er signed, "I took Good-for-Nothing to meet with my friends..."
"Good-for-Nothing?" Long Xian chimed in curiously.
Jin Er poked the Husky’s forehead with his finger, "It’s this foodie, who is always lazy during training, and becomes high-spirited only when there is food. Isn’t it just a Good-for-Nothing?" 
With its front leg fixed by the splint, Good-for-Nothing probably had less pain. It tried to stand up, sticking out its tongue to lick the finger of Jin Er. Jin Er stopped it, "Don’t move! Just stay still!"
Jin Er brought Good-for-Nothing to attend a party to show off his training results to his friends. He then continued, "I wasn’t the only one that brought a dog, though; other friends also brought their own. One person brought a Tibetan Mastiff that looked very fierce, and I told Good-for-Nothing several times not to provoke it, but it…" 
Jin Er was still angry with it, and poked its head with his index finger a few times. Good-for-Nothing didn’t know its owner was angry; it thought he was just playing with it.
"The more I told it not to provoke the Tibetan Mastiff, the more it wanted to try. Was it looking for trouble or not? At first, it just moved about the Tibetan Mastiff at a distance, and barked at it occasionally. The Tibetan Mastiff was trained quite well and was obedient; it just sat still and didn’t move. But Good-for-Nothing just couldn’t be content, and it even upscaled its mischief! When I didn’t notice, it ran over to the Tibetan Mastiff and kicked it! Now the Tibetan Mastiff got really furious!"
Jin Er pointed to Good-for-Nothing’s nose and kept scolding it, while Good-for-Nothing just grinned cheekily. 
"Poof!" Long Xian could picture the scenario: the Husky's action was an invitation to get beaten up.
"That Tibetan Mastiff jumped up and rushed over it, and the owner of the Tibetan Mastiff couldn’t stop it at all. Good-for-Nothing was clever, it turned away and ran for its life. That Tibetan Mastiff's weight was at least twice of its, and if the Tibetan Mastiff really caught up with it and bit it hard, Good-for-Nothing would have been dead. Though my Good-for-Nothing might not be good at other stuffs, at least it’s an ace in snatching and escaping. It ran so fast that the Tibetan Mastiff couldn’t keep up, so it looked back and made a grimace face, and that’s when the tragedy happened—in front of it were some stairs, and it missed its footing and fell down the stairs…" 
Good-for-Nothing whimpered, as if saying it would pay attention next time. 
Jin Er flicked on its head angrily, "Pay attention? You are just a dork who only cares about eating and will never learn! Next time? Who do you think you are?!" 
"How high were the stairs?" Sun Xiaomeng asked while wrapping the bandage.  
"More than a meter," said Jin Er. "Usually, it would be fine falling from that height, it was just that it was rushing at a very high speed. After falling down the stairs, it kept rolling for several meters on the ground before it stopped. When it stood up, this leg couldn’t stand straight, and it couldn’t run anymore. Thanks to my friends who pulled at the Tibetan Mastiff, otherwise this dork would have been dead." 
Not until then did Sun Xiaomeng notice that there were multiple abrasions on the Husky's body, but fortunately they were not serious. After fixating the splint, she disinfected the wounds for it.
"Okay, let it get down on the floor for a walk." She moved aside.
As soon as Jin Er loosened his hands, Good-for-Nothing jumped down from the bench eagerly. At the beginning, it curled its injured leg, not daring to let it land on the ground. After taking a few steps, nothing happened, and it joyfully clung onto Jin Er asking for food. 
Sun Xiaomeng observed its movements and said, "Perhaps it indeed has a fissure fracture. I will give you some medicine. You can bring it over for check-up a few days later."
Seeing that Good-for-Nothing had been restored to its liveliness, Jin Er believed what Sun Xiaomeng said might be the truth, "OK, so we don’t have to go to a pet hospital, right?"
"If you want to, for reassurance," said Sun Xiaomeng while writing the prescription.
She wrote quickly and completed the prescription in no time, and asked Long Xian to fill the prescription to get medicine.
Long Xian was not familiar with where the drugs were put, and she came back after a few minutes. She put the medicine together with the prescription on the cashier desk, inviting Jin Er to review.
Jin Er picked up the bottles and read the labels: "Joints Strengthening, Compound Vitamin, Calcium Tablet..."
Sun Xiaomeng said, "Mix the medicine within its meals, instructions and dosages are on the prescription…" she noticed that this Husky was too lively and active, and it couldn’t’ stay still for a moment. Right now, it was intrigued by the splint on its leg, lowering its head from time to time to lick and bite at it.
"Wait, Xiao Xian, go fetch an Elizabeth collar." She instructed.
Long Xian trotted to pick up an Elizabeth collar and handed it to Jin Er.
"Let it wear this for a few days to prevent it from biting." Sun Xiaomeng suggested.
"How does this work?" Jin Er took over the Elizabethan collar and tried to figure it out. He had seen other people's cats and dogs wear such a thing, and always felt that it looked funny. Now, it was his dorky dog’s turn to try it on. 
"Isn’t it the shape of a bell mouth? Just put the smaller end on its head," Sun Xiaomeng instructed him. "Don’t take it off even if your dog feels uncomfortable for a few days."
Jin Er tried to put the Elizabeth Collar on Good-for-Nothing’s head, yet it had seen everything, and it knew that wearing this meant that its freedom would be limited, so it began to run far away. 
"Good-for-Nothing, come here!" Jin Er shouted.
No matter how loud he shouted, Good-for-Nothing just ignored him. It simply refused to wear the collar. When he chased it carrying the collar, it would immediately run away—strictly playing by the rule of "when the enemy stays still, so do I; when the enemy tries to move, I will move in advance" in guerrilla warfare. 
Jin Er was so embarrassed and angry that his own dog was fooling him and making him run about in front of outsiders. 


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

The village Wang Yao lived in was neither too big nor too small. Gossip always traveled fast inside the village. Having a Tibetan Mastiff as a pet was quite unusual for the villagers, which could attract a lot of attention.
The Tibetan Mastiff was obviously not from the village.
"Help!" Wang Yao suddenly heard someone screaming.
"Go and check what happened," said Wang Fenghua.
"Okay," said Wang Yao.
He found a wooden stick at home and went out with it. He made sure the front door was locked before he and his father went out.
The two of them walked towards where scream was. They saw a group of people standing on the street, then someone carrying an injured man into a vehicle, which went off in a hurry.
"What happened?" asked one of the villagers.
"Someone was bitten by a dog," said another villager.
"A dog? Really?" said an elderly woman in surprise.
"Yes. It seemed to be a very big dog. The guy got bitten on his neck," said a man with glasses.
A big dog hurting people...maybe it's the Tibetan Mastiff I saw! thought Wang Yao.
Wang Yao looked towards his home.
"Dad, I think we should go home." Although Wang Yao had locked the door, he was concerned about his mother and sister's safety.
"Okay," agreed his father.
Wang Yao and his father went home to tell his mother and sister what happened in the village.
"A Tibetan Mastiff?" Wang Ru was shocked. "How could someone in the village have such a fierce animal?"
"Is it that fierce and savage?" asked Zhang Xiuying.
"Yes. One Tibetan Mastiff could fight three wolves!" said Wang Ru.
"Right! It could also fight a tiger or a lion!" laughed Wang Yao.
"What? Are you guys really talking about a dog?" asked Zhang Xiuying.
"Mom, I'm kidding. Let alone lions and tigers, no dog in the world could even fight the local wolves. But the Tibetan Mastiff is quite fierce and very protective of its territory. It is not hard for it to take down a strong adult. I saw the dog. It's huge, like a calf," said Wang Yao.
"How did the dog come to our village?" asked Zhang Xiuying.
"Not sure," said Wang Yao.
The villagers heard a dog barking from time to time overnight.
Wang Yao left home after breakfast the next morning. As soon as he left home, he saw a few villages on the street, all of whom held a stick in their hands.
What is going on?
"Attention everyone!"
Suddenly the broadcast speaker of the village, which hadn't been used for ages was turned on.
After listening to the announcement of the village committee, Wang Yao got to know that three people in the village were injured by the Tibetan Mastiff. The large dog entered another household and bit a child this morning. The villagers he saw on the street were going to find the Tibetan Mastiff at large.
"Damn! Where the hell is that dog?" said the leader of the group. He was furious about what happened. He just wanted to find the dog and chop it into pieces. The Tibetan Mastiff ran into his house last night and bit one of his relatives.
"Yao, you should go home. Didn't you hear the announcement?" someone recognized Wang Yao and asked him to go home.
"I know. I'll go home soon," said Wang Yao with a smile.
After the group of villagers was out of his sight, Wang Yao continued to walk towards Nanshan hill. On his way, he received a call from his family asking him not to walk up to the hill by himself. His mother sounded very determined on the phone, so Wang Yao had to go home.
He didn't hear any more announcements in the morning, and less dog barking. Maybe the Tibetan Mastiff had left the village.
It should be safe now, thought Wang Yao.
Wang Yao decided to go to Nanshan hill after lunch.
"What if the mad dog is still somewhere around here?" Zhang Xiuying still didn't want her son to leave home.
"I'll take a stick with me," said Wang Yao.
"What is the use of a stick? Do you know how to beat a dog?" said Zhang Xiuying.
"I suppose so. Look, Mom!" Wang Yao picked up a stone and used his Qi to break the stone into several pieces.
"Oh my god!" Zhang Xiuying was shocked.
"I'll be fine. Don't worry about me," said Wang Yao.
Wang Yao eventually took a bamboo pole out of his home and walked towards Nanshan hill.
What is this?
Wang Yao stopped at the foot of the hill and bent down to have a look at the ground.
He found marks of blood on the ground. The blood was dry.
How come there is blood here?
He continued to walk and saw similar blood marks on the ground.
Could it be from the Tibetan Mastiff? Wang Yao sped up.
Wang Yao followed the pathway on the hills and soon he arrived at Nanshan hill.
Woof! Woof! Woof! He heard San Xian barking from a distance.
What's happening?
Wang Yao sped up but he suddenly stopped halfway.
What is it?
He saw a black dog as big as a calf lying on the ground. It had a number of injuries on its body, which was covered with blood. It was exactly the same Tibetan Mastiff which injured several people in the village.
The body of the Tibetan Mastiff was stiff but Wang Yao was still cautious when approaching it. Then, he found that the dog was as dead as a dodo bird. The blood underneath its body wasn't completely dry. The injuries that took its life were on its throat and belly; there was a big cut on its belly.
What killed the Tibetan Mastiff? Some unknown fierce animal on Nanshan hill? It can't be! I've been on and off Nanshan hill for years and have never been aware of any wild and fierce animals. The only fierce animal should be Da Xia. But it should be considered a fierce bird.
When Wang Yao was wondering what kill the Tibetan Mastiff, San Xian ran towards him.
"What happened to you?" said Wang Yao.
Wang Yao found San Xian's fur was messy as he had a close look at the dog. Part of his fur had been ripped out, and he had a trace of blood next to his mouth. He was excited to see Wang Yao and shook his tail.
Wait! Wang Yao took a close look at San Xian and turned around to check the Tibetan Mastiff on the ground. He had a guess.
"Did you kill the Tibetan Mastiff?" asked Wang Yao.
Woof! Woof! San Xian barked twice and pointed towards the tree with his paw.
"I see, not just you—Da Xia too?" said Wang Yao.
Woof! Woof!
"Good boy!" Wang Yao patted San Xian on his back. San Xian was even less than half size of the Tibetan Mastiff. It was truly impressive that he and the Da Xia could kill the Tibetan Mastiff.
But the thing is, why would the Tibetan Mastiff die at the foot of Nanshan hill?


In an inaccessible village, there were a few houses on the hillside. 
People from far away were attracted here and the mountain road was crowded with luxury cars, because, in this town, there was a young man with incredible medical skills  who could cure all kinds of illnesses!

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