After hearing what Lonely said, Xia Weiran was no longer calm.

This is what is said on the Internet, I regard you as an idol, but you want to be my father?

This is too...

This is simply...

this……

Hey, not to mention, after this shift of attention, even the pain on the body was temporarily ignored.

When you are lonely, you can call the little chicken your son. For the old man who has been eating for a while, it doesn't matter at all. He is a veterinarian after all, and he has long seen many people who treat cats and dogs as sons and grandsons.

There are also many people who keep chickens and ducks as pets. After they are raised, they stew them in a pot and make their mouths full of delicious food.

"Did the little guy eat something bad?" The old man took the chick from Gu Gu Zehao's hand, held it in his hand and studied it carefully.

"Yo!"

The old man pinched the little guy and suddenly frowned: "Is this the little guy who just hatched?"

"Yes." Lonely Zehao explained the situation to the old man: "After it broke the shell, I fed it crushed peanuts. It was fine when it was eaten, but it turned like this after eating it."

"Nonsense!" the old man roared fiercely: "How can you feed a little guy who has just hatched his shell? And feed him crushed peanuts? Are you afraid that he won't die quickly enough?"

Loneliness is better:…

It is obviously useless to worry about it now. If you are lonely, you can just ask the old man to save the little guy.

After the old man taught him that loneliness is better, he took out a small pot from his backpack, then grabbed the chick in the palm of his hand, clamped the pointed beak with his fingers, and opened the chick's mouth.

Then, put the small pot in and press the small pot. Grass-green droplets will drip from the small pot and enter the little chick's mouth.

Xia Weiran, who was choked by fate and opened his mouth:...

Life is hard, eggs are born hard, birds are born hard!

The droplets in the small pot were like some kind of panacea. After the old man poured a few drops into the little chicken, he let go of his hand and the little guy slumped silently in the old man's palm.

After only a few dozen seconds, it stood up tremblingly, and its spirit became visibly better.

"Okay." The old man handed the chick over to Lonely Zehao: "It's almost fine, take it back. We'll start feeding it again tomorrow. By the way, don't feed it stuff like crushed peanuts at the beginning!

If possible, it would be best to give it a few flaming sparks from the Yali River, and..."

The old man explained a long list of precautions for raising chickens.

"Okay, I'll remember it, thank you, uncle." Taking the chick, Lonely Zehao respectfully thanked the old man. He had never raised a chick in real life, and he didn't know much about chicks.

Although he believed that the chickens in real life would not need to eat "flaming sparks from the Yali River, frosty beans from Qiadan Mountain" and other feeds, the other information the old man gave should be

common with real life.

In order to better take care of the chicks, he decided to take some time to search for precautions in caring for the chicks in the real world.

Raising a son is not just talk, he will definitely raise his son seriously!

"It seems like it would be better if it was lonely over there?"

"It's him, that's right! Hahaha, I heard that his level has been cleared now, and he has a lot of treasures on him. Let's go around and kill the boss!"

Loneliness is Better Suddenly he heard someone saying his name. When he heard the content clearly, he immediately took out the unicycle, held the chicken in his hand, stepped on the unicycle pedals, and left quickly.

Old man:......
Chapter completed!