One week later, the people and dogs in Yun Hua Police Dog Unit—mostly the people—gathered together and surrounded a hospital bed.
The team members said some auspicious words sincerely.
"Captain, you need to be healthy."
"Captain, don't be afraid when you enter. It will be over in the blink of an eye."
"Captain, don't be afraid. Yuan Wang and I will wait for you outside the operating theater."
Captain Chu opened his eyes in a second, like Cao Cao waking up from his sleep. His sight was as sharp as a sword. It was as if he wanted to kill someone. "Yuan Wang died a long time ago."
"I brought along Yuan Wang's photo so that it'll bless you." That team member carried a deceased dog's portrait while he smiled at the captain. The deceased dog in the portrait was a German Shepherd, but it was so ugly that it looked like a mix between a German Shepherd and a Labrador Retriever; its smile was even photoshopped on it by the team member.
