Meow Ba

Chapter 363 Make Money

"Ding~"

A clear voice sounded, and James, who had been paying attention to the operating room, stood up from the steel chair at the door—the original red light on the door of the operating room, representing that the operation was going on, turned green with the sound, and then the people in the operating room were It opened with a soft creak.

"James, I should have charged you three hundred pounds instead of thirty pounds."

Pushing the trolley, Moore, a pet doctor with a tired face, came out of the operation - on the trolley was the equally tired Ron.

James didn't have a watch or a mobile phone. He didn't know how long it had been waiting outside the door, but there was a clock in the operating room, and Moore could clearly see that the hour hand had turned more than two and a half times.

For Moore, it is the simplest operation to straighten the cat's bone and replace the splint. As long as the anesthesia is in place, it will be done within 10 minutes, not to mention minutes.

However, because of Ron's peculiar physique, it caused great trouble to Moore.

After using up most of the anesthetic stored in the operating room and watching the plump orange cat slump down in front of him, Moore began the formal operation.

However, what Dr. Moore didn't know was that Ron was not paralyzed by the anesthetic, but pretended to be unconscious.

No way, if Ron didn't pretend to be unconscious, Moore would never do it - the doctors in the Rotten Country are much more disciplined than the Bald Eagle Country.

However, Dr. Moore then encountered new difficulties.

"Damn, why is the cat's muscles so stiff?"

"..."

hiss!It hurts!

The effect of the crouching tiger pile on tempering the body is not something to brag about. Even though Ron has tried his best to cooperate and let Dr. Moore operate at will, Dr. Moore still took a lot of effort to break it under the pull of Ron's muscles. The bone fragments are pushed back into place.

Ron could clearly hear the sound of his bones rubbing against each other, and at the same time, he let the pain wash over his body - but Ron could only hold back, he couldn't show his claws, he couldn't even move an inch.

After all, the other party is treating himself.

Ron, on the other hand, didn't want to be a lame cat.

"Okay, push it out."

"For the next few days, let him rest in a cat bed, preferably by a fire."

"By the way, the food must be sufficient and nutritious."

What Dr. Moore said just now was just lip service. Now that he has agreed, Dr. Moore will of course not ask for an additional charge of the remaining 270 pounds.

However, what he said inadvertently made the corner of James's mouth smile again—Dr. Moore seemed to have forgotten that he was a homeless man with no fixed residence, and naturally he did not have a stove or a cat litter. Even with the abundance of food, It also depends on the income of performing arts on that day.

"Got it, doctor."

"I'll do my best, thank you."

While thanking Dr. Moore, while struggling to pick up the emaciated orange cat from the trolley, James walked through a long corridor to the outside of the pet hospital.

However, James stopped when he passed by the cash register at the front.

…………

"Thank you, I will definitely pay back."

Ron's treatment fee was given by Miss Betty, the nurse at the pet hospital. After thanking Miss Betty and making a guarantee, James walked out of the pet hospital and got on the bus.

With ten pounds left in his pocket, James went back to the park where he found Ron, got into the concrete pipe - on the way, he bought two big hamburgers, wrapped Ron and the hamburgers in his coat, and let Wen The hot burger provided Ron with a little heat.

"Hey, little guy."

"Let's spend the night here~"

"It would be great if I could have another cup of hot coffee~"

Taking out a big hamburger from Ron's arms, James took a big bite and sighed contentedly, but James also knew that this was an extravagant wish. After all, he took a car and bought a hamburger, and he only had the money for the next car in his pocket. up.

Then he took out another hamburger from Ron's arms, pushed it aside and placed it in front of Ron.

"Ow~"

Barely propped up from under his clothes, Ron ate the hamburger, even though the sauce was on the cat's face and whiskers, he didn't slow down.

Ron also heard Dr. Moore's words. He needs to eat well now and strive for a speedy recovery.

…………

A good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, after shaking off the night's cool air on his clothes, James got out of the cement pipe, got into the car with his guitar, and set off towards the street full of tourists.

"Be sure to make enough money today."

"The doctor said, let you eat."

"You are so fat, you must have eaten a lot."

Rubbing the fat orange cat in his arms, James smiled—aside from the heaven time with Buzz, James rarely smiled.

"..."

Although it is a fact, I do not admit it...

In James' arms, Ron exchanged softly in protest.

The car soon arrived at the scheduled location, James jumped out of the car with Ron in his arms, and skillfully arrived at the fixed location.

He took off his clothes and spread them on the floor, put Ron on them, and then began to play with his nimble fingers on the tattered guitar.

Then, wonderful music began to sound.

Ron, on the other hand, was lying on his clothes, listening to music, and dozing off—after being injured, sleep is the best way to heal the wounds besides food.

Then, there were crisp sounds constantly ringing beside Ron.

I don't know how long it took, when Ron felt his body being moved and opened his eyes, James' excited face appeared in front of him.

"Hey fat guy."

"Guess how much money we made today!"

"Fifty pounds! Fifty pounds!"

"Meow~"

Oh ~
Although there is a difference in the exchange rate between the US dollar and the British pound, fifty pounds is really insignificant to Ron, but it is a huge sum of money to James.

Stubborn James ran away from home after his parents divorced and reorganized their families. He was unwilling to ask his family for help, and he became addicted to drug abuse, which made the relationship between his family and him increasingly estranged.

Apart from relying on a guitar brought from home to play and sing, James has no other financial income. Sometimes he is so hungry that he can only rummage through the trash can to eat.

For him, being blindsided and discriminated against is a common occurrence.

What impressed him the most was that he was short of money again. When he begged the visiting waiter to sell him food cheaper, the waiter directly poured fresh food into the sink in front of James.

"Come on, let's go get some food."

With money, James was full of spirits, picked up Ron, put the money carefully in his pocket, put his guitar on his back and got on the bus - but in the end, apart from buying a big hamburger for Ron, James didn't give himself money. buy food.

Instead, he came to the door of the pet hospital.

(End of this chapter)