Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 145 Severe Injuries(2)_1

Chapter 145: Chapter 145 Severe Injuries(2)_1

Speaking, she hurriedly ran ahead; she could feel that the sound was getting closer.

Mo Qingze, upon hearing this, also listened carefully for a moment and confirmed it was indeed the sound of birds startled in alarm. Seeing Mo Yan running so fast that she was almost out of sight, he quickly followed.

As he rounded a dense thicket, just as he was about to catch up, he witnessed a scene that made his eyes split with fury: "Yanyan—"

Mo Qingze gripped the shovel in his hand without thinking and charged forward, with only one thought in his heart: to protect Yanyan and prevent her from being harmed by that wolf, larger than a calf.

Mo Yan was disappointed not to have found Little Flower; she wanted to approach and ask the wolf, with whom she had had a brief acquaintance, if it had seen Little Flower, when she was startled by her father’s cry of alarm.

Turning her head, she saw her father rushing over with the shovel. In that moment, a dark shadow flashed before her eyes, and the large wolf pounced towards her father...

Mo Yan’s eyes widened in shock, not knowing how she had reacted, but when she came to her senses, she had already pushed the wolf to one side, her only thought being her father must not be injured by the wolf.

With that one collision, both the person and the wolf veered off from their original paths, and the raised shovel in Mo Qingze’s hand landed less than an inch away from Mo Yan.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Seeing the shovel deeply embedded in the ground, Mo Yan’s back was covered in cold sweat, while Mo Qingze, holding the handle, was stunned with shock.

...

"How much farther is it? Is Little Flower seriously injured?"

Mo Yan anxiously asked the wolf walking beside her, apparently forgetting that a person and a wolf do not share a ’common language’, and even if the wolf could tell her, she wouldn’t understand.

The wolf looked up at her, gave a low bark.

Mo Yan: "..."

She sighed silently; in truth, there was no need to ask. Just by looking at the bite and scratch marks gashing open the wolf’s flesh, it was clear that Little Flower, being the weakest in fights, would have been even more severely wounded.

Still, even if Little Flower was useless in combat, it could effortlessly kill a Plum Deer, and this wolf, much stronger than several Little Flowers, had even more combat ability. She really couldn’t imagine what kind of conflict they had encountered to sustain such injuries, to the point where Little Flower couldn’t even find its way home.

He never expected that his daughter would know this wolf and that the wolf had no ill intent towards her. It even thought that he wanted to harm his daughter just now and had pounced to stop him.

The intelligence and affection Little Flower had shown were already surprising to him, but it had been raised by people, so its bonding with his daughter was somewhat understandable. However, this larger creature being so friendly towards his daughter was truly beyond his understanding.

Mo Yan did not know the turmoil in her father’s heart and wished she could grow a couple more legs to move faster.

After about half an hour, the wolf finally slowed down in front of a cliff face. It cautiously sniffed around to make sure no other wild animals had intruded, then led Mo Yan and her father into a cave.

There was a narrow passage in the cave, not very high or wide. Mo Yan had to duck her head and twist her body to keep going, while Mo Qingze, being of larger build, couldn’t go in, so he left Mo Yan with a few words of caution and waited outside.

The wolf led the way up front, and in less than a quarter of an hour, Mo Yan arrived in a spacious area. The place was about 200 square meters, with a cliff on the left side allowing outside light to filter in, making it not dim at all. This was the wolf’s den.

"Little Flower—"

Mo Yan immediately saw the white bundle lying on a pile of dry grass and hurried over, only to find Little Flower motionless, as if dead.

At that moment, Little Flower’s body was curled up, its usually large and bright eyes tightly shut, its silvery, smooth fur matted and tangled, covered with wounds so deep that bone was visible, without a single patch of intact skin.

Mo Yan’s right hand trembled as she touched Little Flower’s head, the warmth of her touch confirming that Little Flower was still alive. However, the heat radiating from its body was abnormal, with a scorching sensation, and its dry nose indicated a fever!

Mo Yan sat down on the ground, carefully laid Little Flower’s head on her lap, and took out a ladle of Spirit Spring Water from her Space to feed it.

Perhaps sensing the familiar scent, Little Flower’s eyelids fluttered, and it let out weak whimpers.

Mo Yan kept her eyes on it, and when she noticed it stirring, her heart leapt with joy, and she quickly called its name.

With Mo Yan’s encouragement, Little Flower eventually slowly opened its eyes; its previously dull gaze brightened instantly upon seeing Mo Yan.

With great effort, it nuzzled Mo Yan, its nose, which had recovered a bit of sense, easily detected the scent of the Spirit Spring Water and eagerly shook its head, wanting to drink.

Mo Yan promptly brought the ladle to its mouth, carefully feeding it. After gulping down the Spirit Spring Water, Little Flower let out tiny whimpers and looked at Mo Yan with soft, tender eyes, showing more reliance than before.

This scene was fully witnessed by the other wolf, who stared at Mo Yan with human-like eyes flashing with a complex light...