Chapter 375 Not Short of Money


    I took a deep breath and said, "I''ll check if there''s a pet hospital nearby."


    Charlie furrowed his brow and said, "There won''t be any open at this hour."


    Of course I knew that, but I hoped that there might be one anyway. I decided to search on my


    phone. There were a few options, but since we were in a scenic area, the nearest pet hospital was


    almost eight miles away.


    With this in mind, my first thought was to take the kitten to the hospital myself. I put away my phone


    and reached out to Charlie, saying, "The hotel is not far from here. You can go back to the hotel,


    and I''ll take the kitten to the hospital."


    I was initially worried that Charlie could not make it back as he was in a wheelchair, but I saw him


    getting up on his own earlier, so I was no longer as worried.


    He did not hand the kitten to me but raised an eyebrow, looking at me. He asked, "How do you n


    to get there?"


    "By taxi," I replied sinctly.


    He pursed his lips but did not say anything. Instead, he took out his phone and made a call. The call


    was quickly answered, and he said to the person on the other end, "Bring the car over."


    Then, he hung up the phone.


    A few minutester, a ck Mercedes-Benz pulled up by the roadside. A crew-cut man got out of


    the car, and Charlie looked at him and simply said, "Give me the keys."


    The man handed the car keys to him, and Charlie then handed them to me, saying, "Let''s go."


    After a moment of confusion, I saw Charlie get into the passenger seat. I immediately took the


    driver''s seat, started the car, and turned on the navigation to head to the nearest pet hospital.


    After driving for a while, I could not help but nce at the crew-cut man who had gotten out of the


    car earlier through the rearview mirror. I had seen him before during Charlie''s birthday thest time.


    He seemed like a bodyguard, thought that was not quite the right description.


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    I felt suspicious, but I did not dwell on it too much. After all, the kitten in Charlie''s hands was getting


    weaker, and I could not afford to be distracted by other thoughts.


    After finally finding the pet hospital, the veterinarian hesitated when he saw the kitten that had been


    pierced. He asked, "The chances of survival are slim. Are you sure you want to try to save it?"


    I nodded without saying much, urging him to start the rescue as soon as possible.


    Seeing this, the veterinarian said, "I''ll do my best."


    He took the kitten away. While waiting in the rest area, I checked the time and realized it was


    already past eleven o''clock. It seemed I would have to stay upte tonight.


    ncing at Charlie, I said, "You can go back and rest first. I''ll stay here."


    Charlie did not say a word. He just closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. This man''s


    temperament was quite peculiar. Even though I had known him for so long, it seemed like I still


    could not figure him out.


    Well, I would let it be and go with the flow.


    After waiting for about two or three hours, the veterinarian finally came out. He removed his gloves


    and surgical goggles and said, "It should be fine once it wakes up after the anesthesia. But several


    of its baby kittens were pierced by the arrow and died. Two of them died because the mother was


    too weak. Only one survived, but it''s very small, and it might be difficult to care for. You should


    discuss what to do next."


    Charlie and I were both surprised to learn that the small cat was pregnant. After a few seconds of


    bewilderment, I said, "Can we leave it here for a few days? When it’s more stable, we can take it


    with us."


    The doctor looked at us and nodded, agreeing to the request.


    When it was time to pay, my phone had run out of battery and was dead. I did not have any cash or


    credit cards with me, so I had to rely on Charlie.


    He did not react much, nor did he ask about the exact amount. He simply gave all the money in his


    wallet to the doctor. Then, he added, "Keep whatever that’s left for cat foodter on."


    The doctor smiled broadly, nodding enthusiastically.


    After leaving the pet hospital, I nced at him and asked, "You didn''t even ask how much it cost


    and just gave away all your money. Aren''t you afraid of being overcharged?"


    He gestured for me to drive and calmly replied, "I''m not short of money."