The little milk cat was properly treated.
However, the doctor said that its blinded eye and hind leg disability could not be restored for life.
He suggested to them. "Its internal organs are also damaged. This cat will only suffer if it continues to live, why not give it euthanasia?"
Xia Ling was very upset. She stared at the little cat lying on the white cloth and couldn't bear for it to leave. "Is there no other way?" she asked the doctor unwillingly.
The doctor shook his head regretfully.
The old grandma was also very upset, but she regained her senses and agreed to the doctor's euthanasia.
Not long after the injection of a tube of medicament, its weak and shallow breathing stopped and its small body stiffened a little. Xia Ling wrapped it in a cloth and made a simple coffin for it. Life was so fragile and it was so easy to die in suffering. She looked at it for a long time and said, "I will avenge you."
