Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Guard:
Alia and William were speechless.
Emma:
Elr narrowed his eyes and glanced at Seven. Seven had a special identity. Not only was he the soul-repelling ssenger of the animals flying in the sky, but his words were also sotis a prophecy. Sothing big? A river of blood?
Elr looked through the book with his head down.
At this mont, Gold suddenly jumped down from the tree and pounced on Seven! Seven was shocked and flew up. “F*ck, f*ck!” It did not expect that its master, Mia, was still around, and Gold dared to attack it! One of the feathers on its wings had been plucked out. It was really a “bloodbath”!
Elr could not help but hold his forehead. He suddenly felt a little sensitive. The hint about Alia in the booklet had not appeared for a long ti, and he felt a little uneasy.
Alia pulled Gold over and placed him in front of her. “Gold, don’t bully Seven.”
Gold obediently squatted in front of Alia and owed pitifully. Alia suddenly thought of sothing and asked, “Did Seven bully you at ho again?”
Gold: “ow, ow, ow!”
Seeing this, Seven quickly flew to Alia’s shoulder and said with tears in its eyes, “Boohoo, baby, it’s all my fault. Gold just wanted to take revenge on . I’m fine. I don’t want you to fight because of .”
Alia: “???” Why did this sound so strange? It sounded like he was apologizing, but at the sa ti, it didn’t…
Alia tilted her head and looked at Seven. Seven had the plucked feather in his mouth and tried very hard to put it back in its original place with a sad expression. “It’s okay. I just lost a wing, but Gold lost his love.”
Alia: “???”
Emma: “???”
William was speechless. Where did this parrot learn so many strange television drama lines?
Alia was at a loss. These words sounded so familiar. It seed to be from a television drama she had watched… She shook her head, frowned, and said with a serious expression, “In the future, you’re not allowed to fight. Those who argue and fight are all disobedient children!”
Gold lay on the ground with an obedient expression and rubbed his head against Alia. Seven was also very obedient and rubbed his little head against Alia. “Seven is good. Seven is super good.”
Alia giggled at Seven’s nuzzling.
The wolfdog looked up and then at the rice bowl. It didn’t really want to eat anymore.
Alia sighed. “Why don’t you like to eat? You can’t do that. When you’re sick, you have to eat your fill to have strength!” She hugged her knees and rested her chin on them. She tilted her head and looked at the wolfdog. The wolfdog also looked at her silently.
The wolfdog’s fur was yellow and black. It should have looked very fierce, but now, its vitality was greatly damaged by the poison and it couldn’t eat well.
Alia suddenly said, “I know, your stomach isn’t good!” She understood this. Yesterday, when Brother William told the story, he said that all domineering CEOs had weak stomachs.
At the thought of this, Alia’s eyes lit up. “Then it’s decided. You’ll be called Domineering CEO from now on!”
The wolfdog: “???”
Alia stood up and ran into the house. “Grandma! Domineering CEO has a bad stomach. Mia wants to make pills for it!”
Mrs. Walton, who was cooking, was speechless.
In the past, when George needed dicine, their family had stocked up on so Chinese dicine. Alia went to the warehouse where the dry goods were stored and found a few herbs. She rubbed them and mixed them together. Then, she carried a small basket and placed it in front of Domineering CEO. “Co, eat the dicine.”
The wolfdog: “???”
In the end, the wolfdog did not take these dicines because no dog took dicine like this.
Mrs. Walton simply got soone to take the dicine and make bone soup for the wolfdog to eat. However, the wolfdog with dull fur and thin bones finally obtained a very domineering na: Domineering CEO.
After dinner, Mrs. Walton took Alia for a vaccine.
Alia: She wanted to run away, but she couldn’t.
Soon, they arrived at the hospital and sat in the vaccination room. The nurse pressed the needle, and two drops of dicine ca out with a spurting sound. “Co, don’t be nervous. Raise your hand.”
Alia looked nervous. “Aunt Nurse, I’m not nervous.”
Emma covered her face and opened one of her fingers to look at Alia. She said gloatingly, “Hahaha, Sister, don’t be afraid. If you’re afraid, shout for support!” She didn’t know who had shouted for support for so long last ti, but the nurses in the vaccination room still rembered her.
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