Not right!
Very not right!
One hundred percent not right!
The head wolf flipped over and got up from the ground. This time, Wen Ran didn't even need to urge it as it started working diligently.
Mao Dan, who Qiuyue had been calling for half a day without success, was found by the head wolf in no time.
The good news is, the child is still breathing.
The bad news is, he's already a bit delirious from the fever.
Wen Ran picked him up, patted his cheek, intending to wake him up.
To her surprise, she saw that the child's mouth was filled with green herbs.
Wen Ran raised an eyebrow, curious, and straightforwardly pulled out the herbs.
At that moment, a small purple sable was lying on a tree trunk, watching Wen Ran with its beady black eyes, unblinkingly.
Its little paws were still smeared with green juice, clearly indicating who had put the herbs in Mao Dan's mouth.
Wen Ran didn't notice it, as this little creature was neither threatening nor conspicuous.
