Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Taking the kitten to the window, Feng Qingyue pinched the little black cat. Although she is not a veterinarian, there are still some similarities in the structure of mammals and humans.In the end, he let out a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay, he can't die.

Feng Qingyue took out a small bottle and poured the white powder on the little black cat's butt to stop the bleeding.However, looking at the little black cat, Feng Qingyue suddenly felt like laughing.

It's not that she wants to add insult to injury, the key point is that the cat without a tail is really funny!Except that the head is hairy, but the hair on the body has just been pulled out by her, and now there is no tail, what kind of weird image is this.

Due to the effect of the painful nerves, the little black cat that was already able to move knew that Feng Qingyue had taken out the small bottle, but it was too late to receive the proper treatment, so the little black cat turned its head stiffly and looked at Feng Qingyue .

As a result, the little black cat saw Feng Qingyue's uncontrollably funny expression!So, the little black cat got angry, and just about to blow its fur, only to find that its own cat had already been plucked out by Feng Qingyue. [

"Don't laugh, woof!" the little black cat roared angrily at Feng Qingyue.

Feng Qingyue heard the little black cat talking, she shook her hand, and spilled all the bottle of hemostatic powder on the little black cat, this cat can actually talk?But why, no one can hear it?

"Hmph! I'm a beast. It's so strange that I can talk. How can ordinary people hear me! And because you have made a contract with me, then you only need to think about me in your mind and then talk, and I will be able to speak." I heard what you said, Wang." The kitten said brazenly, just about to lick its paws proudly, but found that its paws were hairless, so it tilted its head to the side depressedly.

"A cat shaped like a dog barking—a divine beast?" Feng Qingyue wiped the blood and powder on the little black cat with the pink apron around the little black cat. Just as she was about to throw it away, she felt There was a strong gaze staring at her, so Feng Qingyue stuffed the handkerchief on Wu Suiyun's body under Lang Shaobai's sad and indignant gaze, meaning to ask him to wash it up and return it to Lang Shaobai.

A strong man like Wu Suiyun, holding a small pink handkerchief in his hand, with an expression on his face that was about to cry, shouted hysterically in his heart: Miss Seven, my dear Miss Seven, I am not a nanny, I am Really not a nanny!It's just that he couldn't tell, in front of so many people, he wouldn't be as limitless as that fat man.But, he's really not a nanny.

"Young master is not a cat, and I can't even be a dog. This uncle is a great, great beast!" The little black cat also continued to act fiercely towards Feng Qingyue, but it couldn't stand up (because the hair was gone) and two You can't raise your tail (that's because the tail is broken), and it looks harmless, just a small meat ball rolling in Feng Qingyue's hands, acting like a baby.

Feng Qingyue looked at the cat in her hand, and then at Jun Xunxin.A little confused, her favorite animal is a cat and this kitten can talk, but she is also curious about the body and blood of Jun Suixin, what should I do.To study cats or to study people is a very serious question.

"Come back, come back." When Feng Qingyue was a little embarrassed, the little black cat muttered, and the cat's tail that was neither thick nor thin and not long flew towards the little black cat's buttocks.