Yesterday, when I went to the breakfast shop to buy breakfast, I suddenly heard the sound of a brake coming from a distance, and then I heard the sound of a scream, and I ran three and two steps, and before I got closer, I realized that the car was already far away, and it was a dog that fell underground.
When I walked over there, there were a lot of people around, but nobody came up to help. It was covered in blood on the side of the road, and when I got close, he looked at me with a weak eyelid and closed it a few times.
I think he knows he's saved. I don't think I'm gonna take my clothes off, wrap it up in the nearest pet hospital. I know where it is.
After saving it, it's a little confused, after all, it's unknown, it's very bad, the doctor says it's at least $8,000, but I can't stop the suffering, convince myself, the credit card pays!
The doctor said it had four broken ribs, and I was scared because on the way to the hug, it wouldn't say anything, and it made me look so strong!
I'd like to put it on me. I can't do it. I'll adopt it when it's better. It cost 8,000 oceans.
You know, I've saved six months of my life, and now there's only a thousand dollars left.
And when I woke up, it was pretty dependent on me, and it was still in the treatment, but much better.
After half a month, the pet doctor called and said that 8,000 bucks might not be enough, which makes me a little confused about money, not the problem of not saving it, because next month I have to borrow money to live.