But.
This was probably a disease.
Many illnesses during the dry season came quietly and were difficult to guard against.
Furthermore, most of them were fatal.
For animals, they were completely helpless and could not be treated. They could only let nature take its course and rely on their tenacious life force to resist.
Mei Mei could not speak.
Chu Xiaoye could not ask about her physical condition, nor could he find any clues from her. He could only give her more water to strengthen her immunity.
Little Curly Tail ran away in fright.
Mei Mei was pressed to the ground and her mouth was opened.
In front of her brother, struggling was futile and begging was useless. She could only obediently accept it and endure it silently.
After returning to the camp.
The cold father and the female lions were already lying in the grass to rest.