Meow Ba

Chapter 425
"What's going on? Peng Peng!"

"I went out to eat something, and when I came back King Mufasa was gone."

"What a stupid pig!"

Following behind the big warthog Pumpeng, Sarabi's heart was extremely heavy.

The husband and son disappeared. After searching for a long time on the grassland, they heard the son's cry. When they rushed over, they heard the bad news that the husband was seriously injured.

However, the husband seemed to be placed in a safer place by a small orange cat that claimed to be his younger brother.

But not long after, a large warthog, apparently a Swahili subject, came running and said the husband was missing!

It's just that during this short period of time, Shalabi's mood went up and down several times like a roller coaster, which can be said to be exciting.

Follow the warthog to the place where her husband used to rest - the blood on the ground and the fallen hair all show that he was here.

Where would he be now?

Looking up, Sarabi sniffed, smelling humans.

Not just one, but several!
And on the ground, Shalabi saw traces of mounts that humans should have called jeeps that they had seen in the past.

Wide and long stretches all the way into the distance.

…………

"It should be human."

"I saw tire tracks."

Looking at the tire tracks on the ground, Ron looked up at the second sister-in-law. This huge lioness was hesitating and seemed to want to catch up.

"Stop chasing."

"The speed of running can't keep up with the car."

Ron immediately stopped Shalabi, but because Ron stopped himself, the Swahili queen turned her head, with a bloodthirsty gleam in her eyes.

Obviously, if Ron can't give a valid reason, maybe in the next second, this lioness, who is one size larger than the average male lion, will wave her claws.

Of course, Ron wasn't worried at all.

Although his physique is a little smaller, Ron is an orange cat that can fight against King Tiger. It is basically impossible for Sarabi to kill Ron.

However, the huge lioness in front of him was his second sister-in-law, and Ron always needed to explain something to dispel her doubts.

So, he moved forward gently, walked to the trace of the car rut, and explained.

"There are a lot of footprints here, but there are no shell casings and no smell of gunpowder smoke, which means it is not a poacher."

"And in the face of such a huge lion, no matter for poachers or animal protectors, the second senior brother who is alive is the most precious."

"Not only will they not kill the second senior brother, but they will also treat him, which is much better than lying here and relying on self-healing."

"Go on."

Ron's explanation made sense. As the queen of Swahili, the lioness Sarabi was not an ordinary intelligent animal. Her knowledge was enough for her to understand the authenticity of what Ron said.

“There are several paths we can take.”

"First, send a few animals to track the traces and breath of the wheels, and second, rush back to Swahili immediately to stabilize your dominance, Second Sister-in-law."

"Only if you still control the Swahili, the hope of finding the second senior brother will be greater. You can command the intelligent animals in the entire Swahili to search together."

Ron's suggestion touched Shalabi's heart.

Since there is a high probability that the husband will not die, but will be treated instead, the most important thing is to stabilize the Mufasa family's ruling power in Swahili.

Even if her husband Mufasa died.

At least, he left a kingdom for himself and his husband's offspring.

Thinking of this, she lowered her head and looked at the lion cub Simba playing at her feet—this is the name her husband gave her son—then she lowered her head and picked up the cub.

"roar~"

"Go, go back to Swahili first!"

The lion took the lead, and Sarabi ran towards Swahili's place through the canyon with the cub Simba in his mouth.

Before catching up, Li En called Pumbaa the big warthog.

Although he couldn't understand the language of Warthog Pumbaa, after Ron ate the black fruit, he could understand the sound made by Warthog Pumbaa.

"You go to the canyon to meet Timon first."

"And then took Timon to track down where those tire tracks ended up."

"I'll see you in Swahili."

Originally thought that Pumbaa the warthog couldn't run up the upper part of the canyon, but he just came up, and Ron didn't hesitate to give him a greater responsibility.

After arranging the task of Pumbaa the warthog, Ron watched his figure run to the upper part of the canyon to pick up Timon, then turned around and followed the figure of the second wife holding a lion cub, who was about to disappear in the distance, and rushed to Swahi inside.

…………

"Quick, quick!"

"Everyone give way, give way!"

The sound of rapid brakes sounded at the entrance of the hospital, and two jeeps braked continuously and stopped, and three or four black men and several white men and women jumped from them.

They rushed into the hospital, shouting loudly.

"Doctor, where is the doctor?"

"what happened?"

"This is a hospital, don't be noisy, please line up carefully."

This is a hospital outside the Maasai tribe—although the Maasai people do not believe in medicine and are more willing to seek help from witch doctors in the tribe, tourists who come to the Maasai tribe obviously prefer modern medicine.

At this moment, there were not many patients in some dilapidated wooden hospitals. The doctor on duty was originally reading a book lazily, but was startled by a series of noises.

He had to stand up and come out to maintain order.

"Doctor, are you a doctor?"

"Come here, we need help!"

It was fine if he didn't come out, but as soon as he came out, one of the noisy people, a muscular black young man, immediately grabbed his hand and dragged him to the hospital entrance without any explanation.

And the white men who were waiting at the side immediately surrounded him and pushed him forward.

"Don't worry, let me see the injured first."

The doctor's parents felt that although the doctor on duty was usually lazy, he would still feel satisfied when facing doctors and patients and being able to use his medical skills to help them relieve their pain.

So, facing the pull, he didn't get angry. Instead, he rolled up his sleeves and walked quickly to the jeep.

However, he sat and looked to the right, but did not see the patient.

"Are you kidding me?"

"I don't see anyone sick or injured?"

Turning his head angrily, the doctor on duty said loudly.

"Doctor, the patient is here!"

The black young man in the front jumped into the car and tore off the tarpaulin behind the car. The doctor on duty rushed up, but after just one glance, he immediately backed away, and it was faster to get up!

As he stepped back, he shook his head frantically.

"I'm not a veterinarian!"

"Impossible to heal you!"

Under the tarpaulin, there was a huge lion, a lion bigger than a male buffalo!

"Doctor, please!"

The white girls behind were shouting, and one of the girls suddenly took out a stack of green paper from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand.

"This is the medical fee!"

(End of this chapter)