pjbooks Chapter 33 Chubby and Fair
Chapter 33 Chubby and Fair
"Huh? What's wrong with this bird?"
Song Siyuan looked at the crow in Tang Huaiyi's arms and said in surprise.
Li Xiujuan also looked at Tang Huaiyi and the crow in his arms with confusion and surprise.
"Let me see."
Tang Huaiyi held the crow in one hand and looked down to examine it carefully. He couldn't see anything else, but when he moved the left wing, he could clearly feel that it was drooping and weak. The crow, which was already on the verge of death, suddenly struggled violently.
"Huh, it's done? Can it fly now?" Song Siyuan said from the side.
"Its wing is injured and it's in pain," Tang Huaiyi said. "You guys eat first, I'll see how I can help it."
Tang Huaiyi was not a professional veterinarian, but he could get close to birds, sense their emotions, and soothe them.
He carefully examined the crow's entire body and determined that it was only injured on part of its left wing.
Perhaps it wasn't too serious at first, but as it flew around, it got progressively worse, eventually turning into this state.
It's like someone sprains their leg. It's not a very serious thing, but since they have to rely on their leg to walk, if they persist for a day or two, the injury will naturally get worse.
Especially as birds, crows are not lacking in intelligence, but they do not have the same cognitive abilities as humans, and they have no other birds to help them.
Tang Huaiyi gently touched the crow's left wing with his fingers, revealing the wound beneath the feathers.
The crow trembled slightly with unease.
"Don't move, don't move... Let me see what's wrong... If it hurts, just bear with it..."
Tang Huaiyi spoke in a low voice, and the crow instinctively struggled slightly, but ultimately did not thrash violently in his hands.
By flipping open the feathers, Tang Huaiyi could see the wound more clearly.
It wasn't a bloody, piercing wound, but rather an injury that looked like it had been struck or whipped, or even broken.
That's a bit hard to say.
Based on common sense and human experience, a broken wound can usually heal without much trouble after cleaning and disinfecting it; if it's just a bruise, it will recover in a few days without any major problems.
If it's a fracture, then it's hard to say how well it will recover.
Tang Huaiyi thought to himself: The crow has helped me a lot and solved my immediate problem. If it really can't fly anymore, I'll take good care of it.
I wonder how the other crow is doing. I hope nothing bad has happened to it.
We need to find a place to keep this crow first...
But where should we raise them?
If the roommates were more agreeable, they might have kept the crow in the dorm for a few days; Tang Huaiyi would have kept the crow clean and tidy, preventing it from smelling bad and making as little noise as possible.
But Tang Huaiyi immediately dismissed the idea of having a classmate named He Genbao.
He's definitely going to file a complaint and make a big fuss about it.
So how should one raise a crow?
"Tang Huaiyi, where did you get that chicken from?"
While she was thinking, Guan Xiaolin finished packing up the steamed bun basket of Class 1, Grade 12 and came out of the cafeteria. She saw him holding a black "chicken" and couldn't help but ask him about it.
"This isn't a chicken, it's a crow."
"Huh?" Guan Xiaolin exclaimed in surprise, quickly stepping forward. "You caught it?"
"No, this crow is injured and fell from the sky," Tang Huaiyi said, pointing to Guan Xiaolin to look at the crow.
Guan Xiaolin looked down and saw that the crow had jet-black feathers and bright, dark eyes. It was nestled obediently in Tang Huaiyi's arms and didn't move. She was immediately delighted but also felt sorry for it.
"It's quite beautiful... How did this crow get injured?"
"The left wing is injured. I don't know if it hit a tree branch or was hit by a child's slingshot," Tang Huaiyi guessed.
Only one of the two crows, the injured one, came over. He felt it was unlikely that they would both be injured at the same time; it was more likely that someone had shot it with a slingshot.
"oh--"
Guan Xiaolin stared at the crow: "Can I touch it?"
As he reached out, the crow immediately shrank its head back slightly, clearly unwilling to be touched.
Tang Huaiyi then had an idea and reached out to touch the crow's feathers: "Let her touch it, she won't hurt you."
When Guan Xiaolin saw his palm fall and the crow didn't struggle at all, but instead became very compliant, she was also surprised: "Tang Huaiyi, this crow trusts you quite a bit."
"Hmm, it's kind of fate, isn't it?" Tang Huaiyi gestured to her, "Touch it again."
"Can it understand speech?"
Guan Xiaolin was skeptical, but she reached out her hand again.
Tang Huaiyi reached out and combed the crow's feathers, gently comforting it.
Guan Xiaolin's palm finally touched the crow's head.
This time, the crow did not dodge.
Guan Xiaolin was overjoyed, as if she had discovered a new continent. Her eyes sparkled, and her ponytail swayed: "It's so obedient! Tang Huaiyi, it's so smart!"
Tang Huaiyi smiled slightly, let her touch it a couple more times, and said, "With its injuries, we need to find a cage or box so it can't fly for the time being and can rest to see if it can recover."
"Great! Once it recovers, we'll have a crow friend!"
Guan Xiaolin said happily.
Tang Huaiyi nodded: "Yes, I need to find a cardboard box to put it in."
"I'll go home at noon and get you a cardboard box; I have fruit boxes at home."
"It definitely won't work in the classroom, so it can only be kept in the dormitory..."
"Huh? Where?" Song Siyuan exclaimed immediately, reminding him, "I'd be happy to feed the crows myself, but He Genbao would let you raise them? That would be the death of him!"
Tang Huaiyi frowned.
After hearing Song Siyuan's words, Guan Xiaolin also recalled the incident that occurred at breakfast earlier that day because of He Genbao's complaint. He would complain about anyone who said a few words after the lights were turned off, and he had complained twice in three days.
If crows were kept in the dormitory, he would definitely be the first person who couldn't accept it.
However, she didn't want to gossip about her classmates with Song Siyuan, lest she seem to have some opinion about them: "It's really not suitable to keep crows in the dormitory."
Feeling that the crow was indeed intelligent and obedient, and likable, he said, "Tang Huaiyi, can I keep this crow?"
"My house is quite spacious; it's more than enough to keep a crow."
That was exactly what Tang Huaiyi had in mind just now.
When the conversation reached this point, he nodded and said, "It's really not easy to keep such a crow on campus. If you're willing to keep it, it would be a great help."
"What did you do to help?" Guan Xiaolin laughed and reached out to touch the crow. "This isn't your crow, it's mine."
"I should thank you for bringing my crow."
As they were talking, Tang Huaiyi loosened his grip slightly.
The crow immediately turned its head away from Guan Xiaolin's hand, its dark eyes looking at her warily.
"Why?"
Guan Xiaolin's smile froze: "Didn't you just let me touch you? Come home with me, okay? I'll help you heal your injuries and fatten you up..."
The crow remained vigilant.
Tang Huaiyi laughed and said, "Squad Leader Guan, if you can really raise a crow to be white, that would be quite a skill..."
He reached out and stroked the crow's feathers again: "Be good, let her touch you."
"Go to her house to recover, and come back to me when you're better."
Seeing that the crow was obedient in Tang Huaiyi's hands and allowed her to touch it, Guan Xiaolin reluctantly stroked the crow and said, "Fine, I've become your bird-raising assistant."
"Your bird is really obedient."