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Mr. Fu and others stood outside the gate of the Lion Garden.

The little girl closed the door with great effort, turned around and ran back.

"Master, why don't you bring the young lady out? She might be angry with the veterinarian just now."

"Yes, those lions still have medicine on them. What if the young lady comes into contact with it?"

The bodyguards around were all very worried. Even though they knew the old man was in a bad mood, they still tried to persuade him carefully.

Mr. Fu didn't say anything. He stared at the half-open iron gate for a while, then lowered his head thoughtfully, his gaze falling on his right leg.

Just now... it seemed like the leg that Qing girl was holding was this one, right?

...

Running back to the lions, Qingqing tiptoed carefully through the gaps between their limbs.

She squatted in front of the largest lion.

She could sense that the lion had the weakest vitality in its body, so she came to save it first.

The little girl placed her soft little hand on the lion's belly.

I rubbed it and it felt pretty good, but a little cold.

She focused and transferred the endless energy in her body into the lion's body.

Gradually, the cold skin that her hands touched began to warm up.

I don’t know if it was warmed by her little hands or by the lion itself.

This warm area is gradually expanding.

Two minutes later, the huge belly under her hand moved, as if a balloon suddenly deflated, and then swelled back to its original size the next second.

The lion, which was originally unconscious, began to twitch uncontrollably, its stomach cramped violently, and finally it opened its mouth. Something broke through the restraint of the esophagus and was vomited out.

There was a large pool of turbid yellowish liquid on the ground, emitting an unpleasant stench.

The poison that was ingested was forced out from various parts of the body and all gathered into this pool of vomit.

Qingqing's little face froze, and she covered her nose and ran to the other side.

The big lion staggered to his feet from the ground. At first, his four legs were unstable and he fell several times.

After standing up straight, it glanced at the lions lying around it, and sadness was revealed in its huge eyes.

Finally, it walked to Qingqing, lowered its head, and licked the little girl's hand with its tongue.

This gesture was meant to express gratitude and pleading, but Qingqing misunderstood it.

There were barbs on the lion's tongue. Although it didn't stick out, the rough texture still licked the little girl's soft little hand red.

She pulled her hand back in shock, looked at it for two seconds, then clenched her fist angrily and knocked it twice on the lion's head.

"You hate it!"

"Roar~" The roar was weak and full of grievance.

This adult male lion has a very large body, and the old man feeds it well. It is three meters long and weighs 250 kilograms.

When the little ball squatted on the ground, it was not even as big as the lion's head. It looked like a sweet and soft snack. If the lion opened its mouth, it would probably swallow it.

But she didn't know anything and just dared to hit it on the head with her little fist.

The lion bit her furry coat and gently pulled her aside.

It wanted to ask Qingqing to save the other lions.

Qingqing understood this intention. It was not that she was unwilling to save him, but she felt that it was too tiring and a waste of time.

"If only I could get through the scent of flowers," she muttered sadly.

I stood up and looked around, but there were no flowers at all.

The lion paused, loosened its grip on her clothes and started to hold her back.

He carried her to a tree like a cat carries its cub.

It growled, stood behind Qingqing, and used its nose to push her forward.

Knowing that the little guy was soft, it deliberately controlled its strength.

When it heard Qingqing mention the fragrance of flowers just now, it thought of this tree.

Among so many trees, only this one blooms.

Qingqing looked up and stared at the branches. The tree in front of her had lush branches and leaves, which were bright green and had small leaves.

"Will this tree bloom?" she asked herself.

"roar~"

After getting a positive answer, Qingqing was happy.

She put her little hand on the bent trunk, as if stroking an old man's old hand.

The bright green leaves fell from the branches without warning and fell gracefully in the wind.

Continuously, more leaves fell off the branches.

They fluttered down like a heavy green rain.

"Roar--"

For some reason, the lion suddenly roared, and there was a human-like shock in its eyes.

The cycle of the four seasons was accelerated on this tree. When all its leaves fell off, the ground had become a green ocean.

At the same time, the tiny flower buds on the trunk of the tree are expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The tightly closed crimson buds gradually expand and the color becomes lighter and lighter.

When they reach a certain critical point, the flower buds suddenly burst open.

Its color turns into exquisite golden yellow, inlaid on the branches.

A refreshing fragrance emanates from the flower buds.

Each blooming flower looks like a fairy in yellow clothes, elegant and delicate.

Countless flower buds are in full bloom, and as the sunlight shines down, they are filled with a sacred golden light. The scene is so beautiful that it seems like something out of this world.

The fragrance spread from here and was spreading to the surroundings at an extremely fast speed.

People outside the lion park also smelled the fragrance.

After taking a few sniffs, a bodyguard exclaimed in surprise, "This is... wintersweet!"

"Where did the wintersweet come from?"

"It's not time to bloom yet!"

“This smells so good.”

The professionally trained bodyguards were no longer calm, and each of them took a deep breath like a person about to suffocate encountering fresh air.

Mr. Fu nodded and lowered his brows, his face full of thought.

He took a step forward and gave instructions to the people following him.

"You wait outside, and no one is allowed to come in without my order."

The others looked at each other.

Mr. Fu pushed open the half-open iron door and walked in.

Just as he thought, after entering, the fragrance of the wintersweet flowers became stronger.

His mind was now very clear. Perhaps it was the influence of the fragrance of the flowers or something else, but many scenes that had happened in the past flashed through his mind.

Thinking of the so-called 'flower-growing' old man, a subtle light flashed across his eyes.

When he first entered, the old man didn’t know what to look at first.

The continuously blooming wintersweet flowers, his well-behaved granddaughter under the wintersweet tree, and the lion that came back to life next to it.

Even though he knew that the scene inside was probably beyond his comprehension, Mr. Fu was still shocked.

The fragrance lingered in the air, and he seemed to see wisps of goose yellow gas slowly flowing in the wind in the air.