The little sister of Yaowang Valley traveled to the modern era and was busy farming

The raccoon cat was injured, which gave Tang Qiu, who was originally feeling depressed, something to do.

Tang Qiu always kept it with him because he was worried that it might move around and hurt its wound.

Maybe it was because it was too tired, or maybe it was because it lost too much blood, the civet cat was sleeping all the time. During this time, Tang Qiu changed its medicine once and gave it a bowl of medicated food, but it did not wake up.

At night, when Tang Qiu was changing the dressing on the cat, she found another small wound that she had not seen before. This time, she saw it because of the angle. Because the cat had too many wounds, and there were many plants such as jujube thorns outside, although the wounds could not be seen, it did not mean that there were no wounds. The cat's hair blocked her inspection, so she simply shaved it all.

As for the shaving tool, yes, it's the knife they use to shave pork hair.

Thanks to Tang Qiu's good skills, the shaving did not cause any secondary damage. It was only after shaving that Tang Qiu discovered that there were several wounds on the civet cat's body that she had not noticed.

Until the next morning, Tang Qiu was still sleeping when he heard the sound of "Meow~, meow~".

Tang Qiu opened his eyes dazedly and saw the blue and yellow cat eyes staring at him. He couldn't help but laugh: "You are no longer a raccoon cat prince, you are basically a bald cat."

Tang Qiu sat up from the bed, and the raccoon cat subconsciously cried out in defense.

"Don't move. I worked so hard to fix your leg. If you move it, and it heals crooked, you'll just be a lame cat."

I don’t know if it understood or not, but it stopped moving. However, it still looked at Tang Qiu warily.

Tang Qiu walked into the small kitchen and took out the medicinal food he had prepared for it. It had been prepared last night and was a little cold now. After Tang Qiu heated it to about 40 degrees, he served it to it.

"You are injured now and cannot eat fish. I have made you a soup to replenish blood and reduce inflammation. Please drink it."

Because the civet cat was lying in the basket and couldn't move, Tang Qiu just held the bowl to the civet cat's mouth.

When it just got in front of the raccoon cat, it made another sharp meow, but it was more like a spent force and had no power at all.

"You came to my house at the most dangerous time. Didn't you trust me? Isn't it too late to be scared now? Drink quickly. My hands are sore like this."

The civet cat seemed to really understand. After Tang Qiu said that, it actually stopped meowing. Instead, it looked at Tang Qiu and started drinking the soup that Tang Qiu had prepared for it.

After the civet cat finished drinking, Tang Qiu washed the bowl that the civet cat had used to drink the soup and put it aside. From now on, the civet cat would use this bowl.

"Don't move, I'm going to wash up. If I see you moving around, you'll see it, right? It's very cold outside, I'll make you run around naked outside!"

After saying that, Tang Qiu also found this scene a little funny, and went to the bathroom to wash up with a smile.

When Tang Qiu came out of the bathroom, the civet cat fell asleep again, and Tang Qiu didn't have to worry about it moving around.

There is a pond of fish outside that needs to be fed. The civet cat has no hair, so Tang Qiu doesn't plan to take it out.

It snowed again last night, and the courtyard of Tang Qiu's house was covered with snow again. After feeding the fish and having breakfast, Tang Qiu simply started to clean up the snow.

Tang Qiu was busy until noon. He returned home sweating. Seeing the civet cat staring at him but not coming out of its nest, Tang Qiu smiled and said, "Wait for me to take a bath and cook for you."