The daily life of the crew of "Beasts".

The sunny day after the downpour mischievously scattered sunlight in its fragmented form.

A rainbow was formed, adorning the white clouds with vibrant colors. Moisture drifted away on the gentle breeze, dancing across the dreamlike sky.

After a full cycle of the sun and moon, the air remains fresh.

In the Pixiu's home, a deafening sneeze startled the chickens and dogs in the neighboring chicken coop, sending feathers flying everywhere!

"Achoo!!!"

Seventy-seven sniffled, then unconsciously wrapped the blanket tighter around itself. Its face was an unnaturally pale red, and its eyes were hazy, looking at everything with a dazed expression.

The family stood around helplessly, the sunlight streaming in through the window like a shaggy umbrella, making them numb, silent, or scratching their heads!

Seventy-Seven has caught a cold! You know, we just received notice from the Heavenly Court a while ago that someone was coming. So much time has passed, and they could arrive at any moment, but Seventy-Seven has caught a cold!

The test results are secondary; what if the other party thinks that Seventy-Seven isn't doing well with them? How are we going to explain that?

"Why would a mythical beast get sick?" Tianlu scratched his head, pulling out clumps of white fur, his face full of frustration and confusion.

Mythical beasts are not entirely immune to illness. The principle behind illness is the invasion of external evils or the weakening of their own bodies. These can also happen to immortals and mythical beasts, but with the protection of magic and divine power, it is not so easy.

Tianlu remembered that the last time he was sick was in ancient times, due to the harsh environment and the hard work of hunting. A heavy rain was nothing compared to that back then.

"It must be due to a congenital deficiency and a weak constitution. I've seen the report sent by the Heavenly Court." Bixie frowned slightly and couldn't help but scratch the horns on the top of his head.

Tianlu scratched his head and then scratched his horn a couple of times, before putting down his paw in distress: "Then let's take it to Doctor Hua for a look?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Jie Tie, who was standing next to Qi Shi Qi, turned around and suddenly felt the body beside him tremble even more violently.

"Can I...can I not go to the doctor? I'll get better on my own in a couple of days."

Bai Jie turned around and saw that Qi Shiqi was curled up and hiding behind him, with a hint of resistance and fear in her eyes.

He was about to ask a question when the Four-Faced Beast beat him to it: "Hey, Little Cube, you should prioritize your health."

"Although injections are painful, medicine is bitter, and we can't take too many medications because we'll vomit if we do, we can just bear it for a while and it will pass."

Bai Jie felt the body behind him trembling even more violently. He lowered his eyelids and, together with the two brothers, gave Si Bu Xiang a speechless look.

—Your attempt at comforting me is less effective than shutting up.

"Huh? What did I do now?" The four-legged creature stood there, looking bewildered.

The act of warding off evil spirits and touching one's forehead already shows that there is no hope for his emotional intelligence.

"Seventy-seven, don't worry. Many medicines are coated with sugar now. You just have a cold, you don't need an injection."

The warding-off-evil rhymes were clearly more effective than the Four-Unlikes rhyme scheme. Seventy-Seven relaxed a little, but still asked nervously, "Really? Really?"

“Really.” Bixie nodded seriously.

"Okay, then."

“Alright. Four-Faced Beast, this time we’ll go by car, so Seventy-Seven won’t get chilled.” Bixie agreed and made the arrangements.

Si Bu Xiang was stunned for a moment. He had been thinking of taking Xiao Fang Kuai to the doctor as soon as possible, but now he suddenly panicked: "Oh! Xiao Mei Hua is so thoughtful."

"Take two more outfits. I remember there are some we used to wear when we went out to avoid fans in the closet." Bai Jie looked at Seventy-Seven, who was wrapped in a blanket.

Tianlu's mind raced, and he immediately raised his paw: "Take some food with you too, don't go hungry on the road. And masks too!"

Everyone looked at him in surprise. They weren't surprised by the former's preparations, but the latter was unexpected.

"Tianlu, when will you be able to pay attention to details?"

"Something's not right. You're not Tianlu, who are you?!"

Bixie and Baijie spoke one after the other, and Tianlu was stunned for a moment before becoming furious!

"What? Can't I be smart just this once!?"

The three brothers were playfully bickering, while Seventy-Seven watched this scene with a flicker of light in his gray eyes, feeling a warmth in his heart and his fear dissipating somewhat.

The four Pixiu were all doing their own thing, while the Four-Unlikes was left out in the cold, standing by the bed staring blankly, as if it had become a dry background character.

The giant Qilin opened its mouth several times but couldn't get a word in edgewise, and its sense of crisis grew stronger!

Afterwards, the family prepared to take the sickly seventy-seven-year-old out.

They arrived in the village and transferred to a car. The four-legged quail, which was originally intended as a means of transportation for domestic work, was completely useless this time!

Moreover, due to his large size, he almost couldn't squeeze into the car.

Before being seen in his juvenile form and pitifully following behind a car outside, he endured the shame and chose the former.

The distance between the mountains and the city is quite far; they usually just fly there without noticing.

Today, I took a vehicle borrowed from the film crew, which took more than half an hour to reach the edge of the city. Then, despite being stared at by passersby, I hurriedly changed vehicles again before finally arriving at the Flower Bird Clinic.

When the taxi came to a smooth stop in front of the clinic, Seventy-Seven was carried out by Four-Unlikes after he grew bigger. His face was pale from the ordeal, and he looked like he might die at any moment!

"Phew—, we've finally arrived." Tianlu breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but scratch the horns on his head again. Then he turned around with a hint of joy.

"Seventy-seven, Dr. Hua's medical skills are amazing, your illness is definitely..."

"Wow!"

Before he could finish speaking, Seventy-Seven vomited out a mouthful of unidentified substance, his face turning purple!

The four-legged creature trembled in fright and hurriedly placed him safely on the ground. However, despite its speed, it was still inevitable that some things would get on its body!

The three Pixiu were equally startled and rushed back to check on the other's condition. Seventy-seven bent over and vomited profusely.

Bai Jie instinctively rushed over, glanced at the unidentified object on the ground, paused, and went around to his side to gently pat his back.

"Seventy-seven! Seventy-seven, are you alright?"

Tianlu, Bixie, and Sibuxiang quickly surrounded him to show their concern. Once Qishiqi had vomited enough and caught his breath, they immediately dragged the patient into the clinic without delay!

There weren't many people in the office at the time. Hua Rui Niao was leisurely pouring and sipping tea when she looked up and saw a family rushing in in a hurry, and she was stunned!

"Huh? What's going on with you guys...?"

"Stop talking, Dr. Hua, hurry and save the person!"

The words have not yet been spoken!

He was dragged away by a blue and white hand, the teapot he was holding slipped from his grasp, spun twice, and landed steadily on the table, the tea in the cup rippling in the strong wind!

……

After a long time.

Hua Rui Niao lifted the stethoscope from Qi Shi Qi's chest, then removed it, and glanced helplessly at the anxious family waiting beside her, tidying her slightly disheveled white coat.

"It's nothing serious, just a cold and I'm feeling weak? I got carsick from the long journey."

Upon hearing this, the whole family breathed a sigh of relief – it's good that nothing happened.

But then, after a moment's thought, they couldn't help but glance at Seventy-Seven. A look of surprise crossed their faces.

"I usually ride in a car at breakneck speed without any problems, so why am I getting carsick now?" Bai Jie had no concept of mileage and could only mutter to himself.

Seventy-Seven breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was alright, but when he saw the strange looks in his family's eyes, his eyes darted around for a moment, and he spoke in a soft, gentle voice.

"I...I don't know, I just felt really unwell and dizzy the whole way. As soon as I relaxed after arriving at our destination, I couldn't help it anymore..."

After saying that, he wagged his tail and looked at the beasts with some nervousness, his gray, translucent eyes flickering uneasily.

"Little square, um!"

The moment Sibuxiang opened its mouth, Bixie jumped up and covered it. At this moment, Tianlu stepped forward, patted the other's shoulder, and said casually, "It's just motion sickness."

"It's okay, I've fainted before too, it won't make me want to see you."

Bai Jie was beaten to it. She opened her mouth for a moment, then her brain raced as she comforted Bai Jie, "So many people in the world get carsick, so this is normal."

the other side.

The four-faced creature, with its pitiful big eyes, stared at the evil spirit.

Bixie felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. He simultaneously released the claws that were hooking around the other person's neck and covering their mouth, adjusted his body, and fell down. Before his limbs even touched the ground, he was caught by two large claws.

"Little plum blossom, I didn't mean to say anything hurtful, oh dear, I was wrong..."

The giant Qilin cradled Bixie under his armpits, pulled him into its embrace, and whispered a tearful apology.

Bixie paused, then raised its paw and placed it on his paw, the small paw holding the large paw: "I know."

The flower-like bird looked left and right, as if something was off about how this family got along.

He raised his wings, stroking his chin with an addiction. Before he could figure out what was going on, Tianlu, having finished comforting Seventy-Seven, came over and casually brandished his claws.

"Alright, doctor. Now that we've finished the examination, what medicine can cure Seventy-Seven?"

“Uh…” The flower bird paused.

He had inquired about Qishiqi's situation and could only say that it was troublesome, extremely troublesome, as if it combined the troublesome aspects of both Qilin and Pixiu!

The Qilin (a mythical creature) is averse to meat and turbid substances, and has many dietary restrictions. The Pixiu (another mythical creature) cannot excrete, which can easily lead to the accumulation of medicinal residue and the production of toxins. It is also physically weak!

The Flower-Spirit Bird is the one with the biggest head. In the past, no matter how strange the mythical beasts that came were, they were at least physically strong. There was plenty of medicine, so there was no need to worry about side effects or being unable to tolerate the supplements.

Today, he also witnessed the life system of this patient who possessed the bugs of two races and was still running despite his weak body.

"I'll try my best, but where did you find this... friend? It must have taken a lot of effort for such a body to grow up healthy."

The family of beasts looked at each other in bewilderment...

Can we say this? We can't say this, can we? Tianlu and Sibuxiang were sweating profusely with tension!