Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker!
Chapter 701 - 701: An Injection After Dinner!

Chapter 701: An Injection After Dinner!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

At the pet hospital.

Alex brought the wolfdog out. Previously, the wolfdog had been poisoned. It was thin and its fur was dim. It could not even stand up. After a few days of hospital treatment, it had recovered. Although it still looked very thin, it was much more energetic.

When they returned to the Walton residence, Mrs. Walton was coming out of the sunroom with a pot of flowers. When she saw that Amelia had brought back another dog, she asked in surprise, “Is this the wolfdog you mentioned previously?”

Amelia held the leash and nodded. “Yes, Grandma, can I keep him?” They already had a cat and a dog at home. She wasn’t sure if her grandmother would agree. If she didn’t, she would ask her father to bring him back to the Burtons’ house.

Mrs. Walton nodded and said, “Sure, but…”

Amelia’s stomach tightened.

Mrs. Walton looked at the wolfdog. It was so big, but it was too thin.

Mrs. Walton said, “I’ll get Nanny Wu to prepare more food. Look at how thin it has become.”

Amelia let out a sigh of relief and said happily, “Thank you, Grandma!” She ran towards the door with the wolfdog in tow. Suddenly, she heard Mrs. Walton say, “Wait.”

Amelia’s stomach tightened. Her grandmother wasn’t going back on her word, was she? Puzzled, she turned. “Grandma?”

Mrs. Walton narrowed her eyes and stared at Amelia’s forehead. “What happened to your forehead?”

This time, it was Alex’s turn to feel nervous! He did not apply the ointment this time! How could the old lady see such a small bruise?

Alex rubbed Amelia’s head, carefully removing the stray strands of hair that covered her forehead. “It’s nothing. Just a mosquito bite.”

Mrs. Walton put the flowerpot down and wiped her hands on a towel as she walked over. “Really?”

Alex put his fist to his lips and coughed. “Yes, that’s right. I’m going out to settle something.” With that, he walked away.

Mrs. Walton bent down and lifted the hair on Amelia’s forehead. She saw that there was a fingernail-sized bruise on her forehead. Her face instantly tensed. “Alex!”

Alex’s long legs took two steps out of the door and disappeared.

Amelia smiled and reached out to stroke the top of Mrs. Walton’s head. “It’s okay, Grandma. It doesn’t hurt at all. It was when I was playing with the dog that it accidentally hit me with a rock in its mouth.” She was very honest as she told her about the game of throwing rocks with the dog. She was beaming with joy.

However, Mrs. Walton frowned and hit her forehead with a rock that was stained with the dog’s saliva… Look at the bruise. Who knew if there was a small wound?

Mrs. Walton said, “Come with me to get a vaccine after dinner.”

Amelia’s smile froze. “???”

After dinner, Amelia dawdled. One moment, she said that she wanted to feed the parrot, the next moment, she said that she wanted to feed the cat, and the next moment, she said that she wanted to feed the wolfdog. She also wanted to name the wolfdog. In any case, she was not idle.

Emma laughed. “Mia, you’re not scared, are you? The last time I went for an injection, you weren’t like this!”

Amelia was stubborn. “Nonsense. I’m not afraid. It’s the wolfdog’s health that’s not good. It… it was poisoned. Daddy said that its stomach was burned. I have to feed it.”

William: “That’s right!” His sister wasn’t even afraid of ghosts. Why would she be afraid of injections!

Amelia squatted on the steps and watched the wolfdog eat. There was a new member in the family. Seven’s status was unshakable when it came to the pets. Of course, this was what Seven thought. Grandpa Turtle’s status as an elder was unshakable too. In addition to these two members whose status was unshakable, there was also the calico cat Gold, the stray dog whose companion had died, and the wolfdog who had almost died after being drugged with rat poison. There were two dogs, a bird, a turtle, and a cat.

“What should I call it?” Amelia tilted her head and looked at the wolfdog, who was eating listlessly.

Guard, who was already familiar with the house, wagged its tail and quietly crawled behind Amelia. It quietly used its body as a cushion for Amelia.

Gold crouched on the tree, eyeing Seven in a hunting position. Seven jumped from Amelia’s shoulder to Guard’s shoulder and pecked its head with his mouth. “Hey, did you know something big is about to happen?”

Guard accepted everything and would not retaliate if he was beaten or scolded.

Seven said, “Say you don’t know.”

Waiting:

Seven shook his head. “As for this matter, those who understand will understand. Those who don’t, I won’t say much. I can only say that this matter is very big. It’s not too much to describe it as a river of blood. As for why you don’t ask, you won’t understand even if you ask.”