Transmigration of The Famous Cyber Star (2)

Chapter 242: A Warmhearted Man

After some silence, the male rubbed his eyes, trying to hide away his tears. He said in a low voice, "I know he won't survive this. He's a stray dog from a compound I rented an apartment in. I usually call him Da Huang. Every single time I call 'Da Huang', he would run over to me, wagging his tail. I bought some dog food, and I feed him every day. I even made him a home in the hallway with a paper box and old pieces of clothing."

"Every morning, he would be wagging his tail as he saw me go off to work. Every evening, he would be kneeling at the entrance, picking me up from work. Today, when I went off to work, I didn't see him, and I knew something was wrong. I looked for him everywhere, and I only found him at the entrance of the compound. He was thrown away in the green belt. At that time, his hind legs were already like this."

"Bro, you've already done everything in your ability to help Da Huang. Stop blaming yourself," Paul's voice comforted him.

Lots of netizens felt a soreness spreading in their nose, for they felt touched.

"I don't want Da Huang to die. He's this bro's buddy. What would bro do without him?"

"Is the situation this critical? Can he survive?"

"Even if he survives, he will be a disabled dog. What will happen to his future with him being stray and disabled?"

"If a dog doesn't have hind-legs, he won't even have the freedom to move freely. Compared with painfully being alive, dying would be better."

"Can you stop being so negative? Haven't you heard that doing whatever you can to stay alive is better than having an easy death? People can have artificial limbs if they don't have legs, and dogs can, too."

"Hehe, do you even know how much artificial limbs for pets cost?"

Everyone was still discussing when the screen turned black again, and a line of words appeared: "After more than an hour of surgery, Da Huang's life was finally saved."

"That's great, that's great."

"As long as he's still alive."

"Now, bro can finally sigh in relief."

"I really disagree with their choice of saving him..."

On the screen, Da Huang was laying in an incubator with his eyes closed. His two hind-legs were already gone, and pieces of gauze covered up the parts of his body which he had lost.

At the same time, a conversation sounded in the background: "Call Manager Wu to customize a set of wheeling chairs for a disabled dog and measure the basic stature and limbs' length for Da Huang."

"Okay."

"How much does the wheeling chair cost?"

"It's around 4,000."

"Who's paying this money?"

"The boss, of course."

"My boss is very kind, and he's very passionate about animals. Haven't you guys noticed? The stray dogs and cats on our street all have a fitting stature. Ever since the Moonlight incident, my boss used his own money to buy cat food and dog food. Every day, he feeds the cats and dogs around us right on time, which makes them grow fat."

"Besides, without a wheeling chair, even if we cure this Chinese Garden, he still won't be able to live his life. We've already spent so much energy into saving him, and we won't lose on this last 4,000 RMB."

This conversation had no start or end, and not a single character appeared. The different voices crossed over each other, but they answered the confusion from the few audiences just now - The issues of the dog's future. This vet wearing a mask had already thought of solutions.