Chapter 292: Severely Injured White Tiger
"What granddaughter? You little girl is the one worrying about it!" Pan Dajin couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Lu Jiu, "Uncle Pan has to go to work..."

He originally wanted to feel sorry for Xiang'er and asked Lu Jiu to take better care of Xiang'er, but when he thought of Lu Jiu's life experience, he realized that he was also a pitiful person, so he swallowed his words.

Lu Jiu waved her hand and watched Pan Dajin walk out of the yard. She returned to her room, took out a new set of clothes and shoes from her package, and then grabbed a handful of candies from the wooden box of fruit candies.

Here, Yu Qiuer checked Xianger's injured leg. Her leg had been injured for several days and she needed immediate surgery, otherwise she would become disabled.

Xiang'er didn't know what "surgery" was, she only heard that her leg could be cured and she didn't have to pay any money.

Yu Qiuer explained to her very enthusiastically, "When your leg is healed, you can go to school."

Xiang'er was stunned when she heard this, "I, can I go to school?"

Yu Qiuer took it for granted, "Yes, at our age we all have to go to school to learn skills."

After she finished speaking, she waved to the people outside and asked them to set up the operating room.

She helped Xiang'er up. Lujiu had already prepared hot water for me and my sisters. We all helped Xiang'er clean her body, changed her into new clothes, and then took her to the operating room.

While Yu Qiuer and the others were undergoing surgery, Pan Yingying and Batian had already arrived at Nanwu Mountain.

The mountain was barren, without even a single wild vegetable. There were many dug pits filled with white Guanyin soil.

Pan Yingying's brows were solemn as she continued walking up the mountain. Halfway up the mountain, she saw a large garden.

This should be the "zoo" that Xiang'er mentioned.

The garden was empty, not a single person was there.

Batian jumped in carrying Pan Yingying on his back and landed lightly on the ground.

"Son, quickly look around to see if there's any living thing." Pan Yingying grabbed Batian's back twice.

Fat Tiger shook his head, pricked up his ears and began to listen to the movements in the garden.

The man and the tiger walked around the garden, and finally Batian entered an empty room.

As soon as she entered the room, Pan Yingying heard an extremely subtle breathing sound. If her five senses had not been enhanced after drinking the water from the space well, she might have ignored it.

Pan Yingying jumped to the ground and began to look for the mechanism in the room.

Finally, I found a movable oil lamp on the wall.

With a series of "cracking" sounds, the floor of the room moved to both sides.

Pan Yingying took out a flashlight from the space, turned it on, and walked down the stairs. Batian quickly followed behind her.

After walking for about half a minute, I saw a dark cage in the secret room, with a skinny white tiger lying in the cage.

The white tiger was dying, its body was extremely dirty, its white fur was clumped into wisps, and it emitted a foul smell.

Batian ran over quickly, scratched the big lock on the iron cage with his claws, and let out another small cry.

The white tiger in the iron cage opened its eyes with difficulty and opened its mouth to respond to Batian, but no sound came out.

Pan Yingying came over. The white tiger was in a critical condition and she didn't have time to open the rail. Fortunately, the cage had a wide space. She hurriedly shook out a bucket of well water from the space, scooped a bucket with a small spoon, and carefully fed it to the white tiger.

Batian stared at him nervously, calling out softly from time to time.

Batian: [Drink it, drink it quickly, this is good stuff! You will get better after drinking it! ]

Baihu tried hard to swallow, but still vomited a lot.

It hadn't eaten or drunk for a long time, and had numerous wounds from whips and sticks. It was not easy for it to survive until now. Pan Yingying fed it two more buckets of food, then took out a pair of pliers from the space, opened the lock and got into the iron cage.

After entering the iron cage, she took out the street lamp, turned it on and hung it on the iron cage.

Approaching the white tiger, Pan Yingying first took out a bowl of milk, which was Batian's favorite drink, from the space and placed it in front of it. Seeing that it struggled twice but still couldn't move, she used a small spoon to scoop milk and feed it.

After feeding half a basin of milk, Pan Yingying took out some medicine and began to bandage and treat Baihu's wounds.

Batian lay outside the iron cage, staring at the white tiger in the cage intently.

Batian: [Are you okay? ]

Anti-inflammatory powder was sprinkled on the wound, and Baihu groaned twice due to the stimulation.

Several wounds had already festered, so Pan Yingying simply poured some space well water to clean them.

Although this well water looks nothing special and is just like ordinary well water, its effect is real. The wounds washed with the medicine are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She thought about it and realized that the reason why they had such a big reaction after drinking the well water was probably because they were relatively healthy, especially Batian, who was as strong as a calf, so he had diarrhea as soon as he drank the well water.

But this white tiger had too many wounds on its body. After drinking the well water, its wounds only healed and it did not suffer from diarrhea.

After treating its wounds, Pan Yingying saw that it seemed to have regained some strength, so she poured some well water into the remaining basin of milk and fed it to the white tiger one spoonful at a time using a small spoon.

There was no damage to its internal organs, only one of its hind legs was broken and a rib was broken.

The other injuries were not fatal. Such a bad condition was mostly caused by hunger and thirst.

After tidying up the white tiger, Pan Yingying put it into the space to rest.

Batian also wanted to follow them in, but when he noticed that they were still in the basement, he gave up the idea and decided to follow An Niang to explore the secret room.

The secret room is not very big. Apart from the iron cage on this side, there are dozens of mahogany boxes opposite.

Pan Yingying carried the street lamp over and pried open the boxes with a long knife. She found that half of the boxes were filled with gold and the other half were filled with divine thunder made by Daewoo.

At a glance she knew who put these things there.

Chen Qinyu threw people into Zhongzhou to act tyrannically and bully the people, thinking that he could stabilize them, but he didn't expect that they also had evil ambitions.

There are at least 500 of these divine thunders, which are more than enough to destroy the vast area of ​​Zhongzhou and Wuxian.

She curled her lips sarcastically and put all the boxes into the space.

As soon as all the boxes were put away, the entire secret room became empty. Pan Yingying turned around and put the iron cage and the big lock away.

This is top quality iron and cannot be wasted. We must take it back to make weapons.

After leaving the secret room, the man and the tiger searched the garden again, even checking the floor tiles, but in the end they found nothing.

Batian rubbed against Pan Yingying. He wanted to go into the space to see the white tiger, but they were still in Nanwu Mountain. He had to use this method to remind Pan Yingying to go back quickly.

Pan Yingying entered the space and took a look. Baihu was lying on Batian's bed. He had fallen asleep and his breathing was gradually steady.

"Let's go. We'll discuss it after we get back. However..." She climbed onto Tyrant's back and suddenly smiled maliciously, "Tell mom, is it a brother or a sister?"

Tyrant: ???
Batian: ...Huh?

Guess if this is Tiger Tiger's CP