Little Pudding Grows Adult Teeth (2)
After going through some examinations, Wen Ting let out a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it only vomited and doesn't have a fever. According to the vomit, it should be gastritis and not a mild case. It might have been brought about by improper food or drink or maybe its stomach caught a chill."
Lu Chenghe said: "Just because he was fed those extra pieces of meat?" He was attentive about food. Even if he fed a bit extra, it wasn't possible for him to have fed him to the point of bursting.
Wen Ting was somewhat helpless: "It is exactly because you are usually too meticulous and his quantity of food is too delicate. Thus, when he ate those large pieces of meat and furthermore, eating several pieces at once, this led to him being unable to digest the meat. Little Pudding is already somewhat big, it's possible to let him tear things himself when feeding him. Otherwise, he'll get used to chewing twice and swallowing it immediately after, and if he eats a bit of something that is somewhat hard to digest, his digestive system won't be able to stand it."
Seeing that after the doctor fed him medicine, Little Pudding, who was originally always somewhat trembling, gradually calmed down, Lu Chenghe also breathed a sigh of relief. In the end, he raised the dog by himself, and he also had some affection for him, seeing him suffer made him feel distressed as well.
Wen Ting left a small box of stomach medicine and told him: "For the next two days, it should eat things that are easy to digest. It might be a little dispirited mentally so let it rest well. When dogs fall ill and feel unwell, they can't say it, so for these next two days, carefully look after it. It would be better if you could somewhat keep it company more. In the future, it would be best to pay a bit more attention to what Little Pudding eats. If it isn't dog food, it's best if it swallows after chewing it thoroughly."
Lu Chenghe heard what was said and nodded. The steward also let out a sigh of relief: "You've truly worked hard. It is this late yet you still hastily rushed over."
Wen Ting smiled as he spoke: "It's fine as long as Little Pudding is fine." The reason why he'd always thought that Chinese rural dogs were good was that as long as they were fed, they could be raised well. They weren't fragile at all.
The servant cleaned up the room and got rid of the vomit. Having been tortured until the middle of the night, Lu Chenghe looked at Little Pudding who had already eaten his medicine and fallen asleep. He gently stroked his ear: "You, you really know how to torture people."
That little ear in Lu Chenghe's hand shook but he didn't wake up, he slept very deeply. Lu Chenghe was worried that his illness would return at night so he had carried him onto the bed.
Perhaps that medicine had a certain calming effect, Zuo Ning slept until dawn. Aside from the slight discomfort in his stomach, he never felt pain like last night again. However, the dog's four limbs were all powerless and his head was also dizzy. He opened his eyes and saw that the bed was already vacant. Thinking that Lu Chenghe might have gone to the company, he didn't want to get up and just continued sleeping.
When Lu Chenghe returned from his morning run, he didn't see the dog on the first floor so he returned to the room to find that Little Pudding was still sleeping. He had no choice but to step forward and pick him up. As expected, Little Pudding opened his eyes as soon as he approached. Lu Chenghe laughed: "You've woken up but you aren't getting up. You're really getting more and more lazy."
Zuo Ning extended his paw to swat at Lu Chenghe's chest weakly: "Awoo." I've even fallen ill yet you won't let this dog sleep in. Bad review.
Lu Chenghe kneaded that paw. Rubbing his belly, he found that under his hand, the tossing from side to side wasn't as terrible as last night so he shouldn't be in pain now. Only then did he carry him down the stairs.
Having been fed half a bowl of shredded meat congee with nutritional powder and medicine mixed in, it seemed that Little Pudding's appetite was quite good. Aside from seeming spiritless, he would eat anything fed to him. However, Lu Chenghe didn't dare to feed him more and had the steward pay attention what he was fed for a period of time, he couldn't be fed too much at once.
Yesterday night, he'd already seen how unsightly the young master's complexion was after seeing that Little Pudding had fallen ill. The steward didn't need to think to know Little Pudding's position in the young master's heart. During the day, he was fond of teasing it and it could be said that he pampered him. But after yesterday night, the steward knew that naturally, the young master really put Little Pudding in his heart. However, this little guy was originally very likable. He didn't need the young master to command him but he would still carefully look after him.
Holding Little Pudding to send the young master off to work, the steward sighed: "He's this attentive. If the young master were willing to employ this for a girl, the young master wouldn't have had no girlfriends up until now."
Although he was sore and weak from head to foot, Zuo Ning nevertheless struggled to give a paw to the steward. Lu Chenghe was his, by no means would he need a girlfriend!
Zuo Ning originally thought that at most, he would be a dog that was doing well again after a few days, but in the end, the entire dog was limp and weak for almost an entire week. He wasn't exactly unwell, it was just that he felt weak all over. If it weren't for the fact that his appetite was getting better and better, Zuo Ning would suspect whether he had a terminal illness.
Lu Chenghe saw that he didn't have any spirit all day long. Even when eating, he would sometimes suddenly fall asleep. He was worried and had called Wen Ting over to look at him several times. But no matter how he was examined, there were no problems. Even that gastritis was fine and had completely passed.
Zuo Ning whined and lied down on Lu Chenghe's thigh. Since he'd fallen ill, he felt that he was getting more and more unreasonable, not masculine at all. However, the feeling of lying down on Lu Chenghe's body was really too wonderful, he simply lost himself in it and couldn't free himself from it.
Lu Chenghe prepared to get up and pour some water. Just as he was about to get up, he felt some resistance and looked down. A paw was hooking onto the pocket of his pants. Lu Chenghe reached out to push aside that paw. In the end, that guy wanted a foot when given an inch and both of his two paws clung onto him.
"Let go."
Zuo Ning: "Awoo." No.
Lu Chenghe kneaded his ear: "Let go, I'll come back after I pour a cup of water."
Zuo Ning remained unmoved: "Wu." I won't.
Lu Chenghe laughed and unexpectedly bent down and prepared to use his hand to pry Little Pudding's mouth open: "Let me see your teeth."
His two paws answered by dropping and then covering his own face.
Since Little Pudding fell ill, he was sleepy all day long and he wasn't even that diligent in brushing his teeth. With great difficulty, he became spirited over the past few days and established the habit of brushing his teeth every day once again. At this time, Lu Chenghe unexpectedly discovered that a tooth was loose. It should be that he's going to grow permanent teeth.
This little thing seemed to know this himself. So long as looking at his teeth was said, he would hide them immediately. He'd done this many times without fail.
Knowing that Little Pudding was about to grow permanent teeth, Lu Chenghe was also relieved. He thought that it might have been because his gastritis just so happened to be at the same time as his new teeth growing in that he was in poor health for so long after falling ill. Knowing the cause at last, he wasn't that anxious anymore. Over this period of time, Lu Chenghe was truly worried about this little thing.
Even Zuo Ning himself thought that this period of weakness was caused by growing new teeth. Although he'd also never heard of dogs becoming weak because of changing teeth, to ensure that his teeth would grow better in the future, Zuo Ning had put in even more effort in eating during this time. Yet, Zuo Ning, who has been concentrated on Lu Chenghe and eating, didn't notice the subtle changes in his body.
TN Note:
Another author’s note about other novels. . . ¯_(ツ)_/¯
Also, the author seems to switch between using it and him for Zuo Ning. . . Earlier, Zuo Ning was always referred to by “it” when other people were talking about him. Later on, Lu Chenghe started using “him”. Now, both pronouns are used by the other characters.