I Just Want to Deliver a Normal Takeout

The bone did not pierce the muscle, it was simply twisted in one direction, but the joint was dislocated and a part of the bone below was broken. It was not troublesome to repair, and no knife was needed.

Chen Feng had encountered many fractures of this level, but it was the first time he had set bones for a cat.

Chen Feng was half-kneeling on the ground and pulled the cat's hind limbs, gently pressing and pinching its fractured part while pulling, and within a minute, Chen Feng was done.

He took out the wooden stick he had cut before to fix the cat's hind limbs, and Chen Feng started to boil the plaster in a beaker.

Due to temperature problems, these raw gypsum cannot all be made into mature gypsum, but it is sufficient for improvisation.

It took more than half an hour, Chen Feng tied the two hind limbs of the raccoon cat together, and tied the last plaster bandage, and declared that his task was complete.

There were still three meat buns sent to him in May in the school bag. He put the meat buns into the cat's nest, and then put the cat that was still awake, and took a small jug of water for it on the side.

The cat's fracture is not serious, and the cast can be removed in about a week, but after all, the cast was put on, and he also fixed the hind legs together, so as not to let it move around before the cast was dry.

Just make time to come over and feed it every now and then.

Today, the teachers have to work overtime to revise the papers, and tomorrow's mid-term exam results will be on the list, and now it's not even five o'clock, and I can go to take out again.

Turning around, Chen Feng found Yukinoshita Yukino standing not far away like a ghost looking at him.

"Why are you still here?"

"I can't speak more than I thought, classmate Chen Feng. Also, please don't always use personal pronouns to address me. My name is Yukinoshita Yukino."

"Under the snow...?"

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied: "Then Yukinoshita, please continue to stand here, I'm leaving."

At the moment when the two passed by, Yukinoshita Yukino said:

"How's that cat... how is it?"

"If there is no accident, it is alive."

"Is that so..."

"Right." Chen Feng turned around and threw an apple he just got to Yukinoshita Yukino, "Your reward for helping."

"..."

Holding the apple, Yukinoshita Yukino was silent for a long time, until Chen Feng's back completely disappeared before she checked whether there were any strange pinholes on the apple.

"What a...weird."

The fire on the ground had been doused and cleaned by him, as if no one had come at all, and the small yard behind the old school building was once again quiet.

Under the stray cat under the wooden board, there is still Chen Feng's school uniform coat...

Walking outside the school, Chen Feng called Hiratsuka Jing.

"Hey?"

"Smelly mother-in-law."

"What's the matter with you?"

"I've run out of coats, give me two new ones?"

"You've only been wearing it for a week! Where did you get your coat?"

"Sent out."

"..."

There was only the sound of someone's breathing on the other end of the phone, and after a few seconds, the call was hung up with Hiratsuka's quiet 'roll'.

In the evening, Chen Feng received a text message when he got home from get off work.

'Come to my office tomorrow morning to get it. '

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ps: Tickets——

Chapter 34 Laughing and crying are not contradictory

What are the criteria for judging whether it is the same person?

soul?memory?

This question has been debated from beginning to end, and there has never been an absolutely precise answer.

But what does memory mean to a person?

It was like a mass of ashes, but there was still warmth in the depths of the ashes.

Chen Feng has always been a dreamer, but every time he wakes up from a dream, he often doesn't know what he was frightened by the dream, and he doesn't know what he dreamed... …

The room was pitch-dark, except for the shoddy curtains, there was still a little yellow light.

With the help of them, Chen Fengcai was not completely immersed in darkness, but accompanied by spots of light.

He sat up abruptly from the bed, and there were bursts of soreness between his brows.Those strong and powerful hands pressed against the sheets, and only the feeling of coldness and wetness was conveyed to his brain at the same moment.

The violent movement made the beads of sweat on his forehead and cheeks gather together, unable to withstand the heavy fall on his quilt.

There was a slight pain in his head, and Chen Feng sat with his hands over his face for a long time.