The veterinarian stood up, replaced the bottle for Lao You and went out.

Lao You tried to stand up, but soon fell back on the bed, tossed back and forth, and the wound cracked. The veterinarian pushed the cart in, cut the bandage and changed the dressing for the old man.

"I'm a veterinarian, so I'm not very good-tempered. If you don't obey me, I can knock you out and force you to rest."

"I have to get out of here."

"Yes, when you're healed, I'll take the money and be responsible for it. Otherwise, my sign will be smashed, so you'd better cooperate with me, OK?"

The veterinarian seems...