MTL - Transmigrating into a 90’s Cat, I Want to Work for My Home Country-Chapter 66 The sixty-sixth cat cat [Daily] Working cat, playing...

Dr. Jiang stretched out his hand and shoved the cat on the desk, trying to fool people to take in his cat, stunned at the desk with his fluffy chin, his big eyes purring.

Dizzy cat: "Meow?" What are you doing? Angry at what I said? You are not stupid!

Doctor Jiang squeezed the cat's cute little paws and pressed the table, slowly pressed the cat's spine, poked the cat in place, and prevented the cat from moving: "Little guy, scold me again, and castrate you. "

"It happened that I was visiting veterinary medicine recently, and I was worried that there was no suitable experimental material at hand. You bumped into my hand..." Dr. Jiang's smile was warm and beautiful, soft and gentle.

The snow-white Persian cat’s triangular ears were so frightened that they pressed them together flatly: “… Mi woo.”

This guy seems a little scary, shouldn't he secretly bully the cat while the cat's backer is not there?

Bai Xiaxia is not that stupid. She has a keen sense of smell, and what she smells is not only the smell of people, but also the more mysterious personal special breath.

Some cats like this kind of breath, just like Qin Xiao's body, there will be a warm sense of security after getting close.

Some Bai Xia Xia will instinctively repel, and most of these guys may cause harm to cats.

Doctor Jiang didn't have an aura that made cats and cats hate, so Bai Xiaxia was at ease with him.

However, this guy doesn't seem to be as cute and gentle as cats think.

The short hind legs of the Persian cat are tightly together, and the mandarin duck's eyes are full of vigilance and warning: "You guy, I am the national army, no blasphemy!"

The cat quickly stretched his neck, revealing the obvious military cat card between his neck.

Bai Xiaxia raised her head: "Meow!"

Jiang Ping was a little speechless: This cat really knows how to pretend.

Bai Xiaxia watched Jiang Ping very carefully and vigilantly there, and heard that the doctor had some psychological problems.

This one in front of me... is there also? He is ill, who will treat Xiao Wang?

The snow-white Persian cat resisted and kicked on the desk, trying to escape from Doctor Jiang's claws.

However, the two kittens' claws were held in the palm of the hand, and the poor cat couldn't escape.

Bai Xiaxia opened her sharp teeth and threatened Jiang Ping, with a grunting warning in her throat: "Release! If you don't release it again, I'll bite you."

"..." Dr. Jiang released Bai Xiaxia's little left paw, and the snow-white Persian cat quickly picked up the little paw, not giving Jiang Ping a chance to catch it.

"It's useless to scare me." Jiang Ping clasped the cat's plush claws with his right fingers, smiling like a beast.

Jiang Ping wears round-rimmed glasses with gold rims, and the frame reflects a touch of gilt brilliance in the sun: "I know you have a habit of cleanliness."

To eat watermelon, you need to wear a small bib, and you have to wipe the small meat pad and mouth after eating. Never lick his claws and fur like other cats, and never lick the fur on his body.

"Sometimes, I don't think you are like a cat." Dr. Jiang held the cat's paw, his eyes behind the glasses were clear and bright.

Bai Xiaxia panicked: "Say, what are you talking about!"

"I suspect you've become a sperm." Dr. Jiang raised his glasses with his index finger earnestly.

Bai Xiaxia: "..." I thought you had some great ideas.

The cat is not angry: "Then you can hold a seminar with Song Tuantuan and Xiao Guozi on this issue. It is best to study out a way to turn me into a human being."

In this way, she no longer has to work for the system!

"Right. I forgot to wash my hands when I went to the toilet just now." Dr. Jiang smiled.

Bai Xiaxia: "..." This **** is so naive.

Which doctor is not a minor cleanser? It is normal for doctors to wash their hands seven or eight times a day. Some doctors wash their hands more than once, and they can wash their hands out of wrinkles.

The snow-white Persian cat suddenly stopped struggling, and let Jiang Ping gently press his paws.

Don't say, it's very comfortable.

The cat purred in enjoyment, and paw paws encouragingly patted the newly appointed masseuse: "I will allow you to massage me in the future."

New masseuse get!

Jiang Ping teased the cat and felt that the kitten was too smart, but he felt like he was being massaged for nothing.

I know that this cat will go to the Three Treasures Palace. When I use you, I act like a spoiled child, and when I don't use you, my **** faces you.

It's all right now, Jiang Ping got up: "Is it to see that red and white flying squirrel? Come with me."

Red, red and white flying squirrel? Bai Xiaxia was a little ashamed. Cat's paw tugged at his ears - almost forgot about the little mouse.

Bai Xiaxia walked behind Jiang Ping, and when she jumped off the desk, she deliberately glanced at the medical record book.

The corners of the cat's mouth twitched, the medical records written by this guy were actually written by a green python.

Bai Xiaxia: "..." On how to develop a good veterinarian.

The base medical team is in a small building on the second floor. There are not many medical equipment here, and there are only six resident doctors and nurses.

Bai Xiaxia followed behind Jiang Ping. The small building was quite big and most of the rooms were empty.

The young warriors are in good physical condition, and they will have a major physical examination every six months. If he is seriously ill, he will be sent to the military hospital, but he will just take a bottle of medicine and leave.

Now it's not like the next generation, I will always give you a bottle of glucose supplement, hang water to treat the disease, and the infirmary will gather for injections all day long.

The medical team is cleaner than Bai Xiaxia imagined.

—seems like a great place to retire.

The nurse and the little doctor are sleepy, and they don't need to go out anyway. A few days ago, I went to a nearby village for a free clinic, and I have been very busy recently.

The biggest person in charge here is Jiang Ping, and Jiang Ping doesn't seem to care about them, just let it go.

Bai Xiaxia secretly glanced at the figure of Qing Jun walking in front, the white coat was swaying, Jiang Ping was alone in his pocket, and the elite style of the upper class was really different from this chaotic grass stage team base. Too good.

Jiang Ping graduated from a famous school and returned from studying abroad. I should have been holding a scalpel in a big hospital in a big city, doing various research theories, publishing papers and journals, and enjoying the honorary title.

He ran to a remote place like the base, which is really not suitable for doctors with strong abilities to grow up.

They need more and richer cases to improve the level of surgery, and they need hospital equipment to meet various research needs.

However, Bai Xiaxia thought again: The medical resources in big hospitals and big cities are not very rich, and the doctors in many places are inexperienced, so they go to the operating table and rely on reckless results. people.

They are not like those medical students in later generations, who are taught by their predecessors and teach them the surgical process, various experiences and precautions.

Those future medical masters and seniors are still loners in the dark.

If you think about it this way, it seems that big cities have no advantages. The current domestic resources and level, after all, can not compare with foreign countries.

The cat sighed softly, a pity for Jiang Ping, this guy looks very powerful.

I entered the base during the doctor's most golden learning period. I don't know what he thought.

However, there are many heroes who are willing to remain anonymous for decades in support of national construction. It doesn't seem surprising that there is more Jiangping.

"Cat?"

Doctor Jiang stood by the door, put his hand on the doorknob, and when he looked back, he found the little melancholy appearance of the Persian cat.

The little guy looked at himself with a bitter face, with a little exploration and doubt.

Like a child, she is quite cute.

Jiang Ping put his left hand in his pocket and said casually: "What? Do you want to ask me any questions?"

The Persian cat ran over and patted his calf comfortably. Shaking the cat's head.

"The red and white flying squirrel is a bit broken and needs to be raised for a period of time. Its back is severely scratched, inflamed and pus, and I have cleaned and disinfected it. The specific situation has to be seen, it is more injured Heavy."

The python was really not light. This red and white flying squirrel did not die, but luckily.

Bai Xiaxia followed through the door and jumped on the table.

The red and white flying squirrel is still lying in the cage.

A piece of hair was removed from the fluffy back of the little guy, revealing the injured flesh.

The wound was medicated, and the air was filled with a strong odor of medicine.

It seems to be to prevent the red and white flying squirrel from biting, the little guy wears a collar that buckles his head, and the style is very similar to the Elizabethan ring of later generations.

When they came in, the red and white flying squirrels were bored and fiddling with a mountain of chestnuts and pine nuts.

There is no longer any passion for storing food on the furry face.

Twolegs piled it a lot of chestnut pine nuts. After the initial excitement, the red and white flying squirrel became tired of aesthetics, and the sage lay on the chestnut pile: "jiji~"

In fact, there are not many chestnuts, but when they are piled up in front of the little red and white flying squirrels, it looks extraordinarily large.

"Xia Xia!"

The red and white flying squirrel happily grabbed the cage with both claws: "You come to see me!"

Bai Xiaxia found that the little guy's sharp nails were also polished a little bit.

The medical staff deliberately smoothed it out for fear of being scratched by the red and white flying squirrel.

Bai Xiaxia didn't take it to heart. When the red and white flying squirrels are released, they should grow.

"Well, I'm here to see you." The cat was a little guilty, and didn't dare to look at the bright eyes of the red and white flying squirrel - if it hadn't been for Doctor Jiang to remind him, the cat had already forgotten about the red and white flying squirrel .

After all, the little guy is in the medical team, so it won't be a big problem, Bai Xiaxia doesn't take it seriously.

"How are you? How are you?"

Bai Xiaxia looked at the full belly of the red and white flying squirrel: "...Is the belly bigger?"

The red and white flying squirrel claws boredly and fiddles with the chestnut in front of him: "Xiaxia, I don't need to run around to store food, and I don't need to avoid natural enemies. Lying here, the two-legged beast will Bring the chestnut and pine nuts on your own initiative. I don't even want to leave... I want to stay here, it's good here."

Red and White Flying Squirrel: I don’t want to work hard, the two-legged beast dad will raise me!

Bai Xiaxia: "…"

place!"

Red-and-white flying squirrel: "...Well, I decided not to fly."

"Freedom? Xia Xia, you are also very free now! I don't feel bored or free at all when I lie here!"

Bai Xiaxia: "..." You are right.

You can eat salted fish and wait to die, and someone will take the initiative to make offerings, take care of you, serve you, and feed you, why should you work **** your own?

"Yes, but you are a free wild flying squirrel! You are a flying fox in the snow, and the blue sky and grass belong to you!"

Red and white flying squirrel: "This place can also belong to me! I'm quite free, and the twolegs will take me out, but my wound is very painful and I don't really want to go out."

Bai Xiaxia: "…"

You have changed! You are no longer a free-spirited red and white flying squirrel! Your pure and free heart has been corrupted by the two-legged beast of capital!

Bai Xiaxia is heartbroken, envious, jealous: Why! Why isn't it dressed as a protected animal? You can eat and drink for free!

Bai Xia, who visited the red and white flying squirrels, was wilted.

After only two days of running, the cat has not lost much weight, and is still chubby.

Jiang Ping touched the cat's head, thinking that Bai Xiaxia was worried about the red and white flying squirrel, and was sad after seeing the red and white flying squirrel's injury.

As everyone knows, the cat is sad because he can't prostitute for free.

Jiang Ping touched the cat, and the kitten immediately stood up, clasped Jiang Ping's wrist and refused to let go, and then spread out the small meat pad: "Touch the cat, you need money."

"We won't let prostitutes."

Doctor Jiang: “…”

The cat who harvested a pack of Myrissu immediately cheered up, and the cat hummed a tune and ate snacks.

"Tell me, what are you doing here, little guy?"

Remembering the business, the Persian cat jumped on Jiang Ping's shoulder and took him all the way out of the door of the medical room.

The gatekeeper was bored and occasionally stared at the small bag on the table. Suddenly, a fat Persian cat jumped down in front of her eyes. The little nurse let out a low bark and turned around, "Doctor Jiang?"

The young nurse's face was a little red, her voice was gentle, soft to Bai Xia, and Xia got goosebumps: "This cat came to find you!"

"Just now, this little guy has been circling the door. It's quite pitiful to wait for more than half an hour."

Jiang Ping smiled at the little nurse: "I'm sorry, this cat likes to run around, didn't it cause you any trouble?"

The little nurse quickly waved her hand: "No, no. This cat is very good and has been waiting for you at the door."

Doctor Jiang nodded slightly, the snow-white Persian cat's small left paw pressed against the bulging backpack. Raising the cat's face, he looked at himself with anticipation and joy: "Mi woo, Mi woo, bring the cat home!"

Jiang Ping: “…”

A cat with a bag packed up and ran around half of the base to find himself... Jiang Ping understood in seconds. He pressed his fingers on his temples with a headache: "Xiao Lu, I'll go back to the dormitory first. If you have something to do, you can go to the dormitory to find me."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm watching here." The little nurse responded enthusiastically.

Jiang Ping picked up the cat in the backpack: "What are you making a fool of?"

He has a residence in the family building, but it is too far from the medical team.

Jiang Ping often stayed in the small bungalow next to the medical team, which was regarded as his private dormitory.

"After entering, you are not allowed to run or touch, you know?"

Doctor Jiang put the cat on the door cabinet.

The snow-white Persian cat is holding the small burden baby, looking around, the cat's face is dull - this guy lives so delicately!

Bai Xiaxia's eyes fell on the desk.

There are many bottles and jars, most of which are foreign cosmetics. Bai Xiaxia tried hard to identify, and probably saw that several of the bottles were sunscreen, toner, hand cream, conditioner...

There are very few people who use these at this time.

Mao Gaoshan looked up at Dr. Jiang, who was bending over to change his shoes: "No wonder you run laps and get exposed to the sun, and your skin is so good!"

Doctor Jiang also runs laps with the soldiers to train physical fitness and improve physical fitness. It was basking in the sun, and there was no sign of tanning at all.

Bai Xiaxia used to think that Jiang Ping had a good physique and was naturally not tanned. Some people were like this.

It turned out that this guy secretly applied sunscreen!

Bai Xiaxia thought of Guo Chaoming, who was tanned, and the cat was a little moved, and wanted to get a bottle for Xiao Guozi.

Qin Xiao doesn't need it anymore. As long as Captain Qin has been in the sun, the color of his skin color will not change.

The cat looked left and right, his eyes fixed on Jiang Ping. Unluckily, this guy's head is empty, and he doesn't seem to be bothered.

Jiang Ping washed his face and hands. He came over, brought the cat to the sink, soaped it carefully, and washed the cat's pads.

washed once, twice, three times…

"Pop!" Bai Xiaxia's wet claws patted Jiang Ping's chest, and her big eyes were full of resentment: "Wash again! Wash again and I'll chop off your claws."

Jiang Ping squeezed the Persian cat's small pad, and after careful observation, he wiped the cat's paws with regret. Put it on the table: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Ping took out a newspaper, the snow-white Persian cat proudly poked out four words, and patted his little chest: "I ran away from home!"

Jiang Ping's eyelids jumped: "..."

"Want me to take you in?"

The proud kitten came to the table softly and hugged Jiang Ping's wrist pitifully.

Bai Xiaxia put her little head on the back of Jiang Ping's pale and blue-colored hand, and pitifully played cute: "Mi woo, Mi woo~"

"The people are so miserable."

The cat complained about Qin Xiao and Guo Chaoming, and Jiang Ping's ears hurt when he heard the meowing, so he quickly pressed the kitten's head with one hand: "Stop, stop, stop."

"...it's not impossible to take you in."

Half an hour later, Bai Xiaxia successfully settled in Doctor Jiang's dormitory.

At noon, the army cafeteria.

Jiang Ping had to eat two meals today, so he left early. He opened the curtains and lined up in the dining hall, and found that the usual bustling and noisy queuing line was very quiet today.

Doctor Jiang was puzzled and saw Captain Qin next to the dining window.

Qin Xiao stood at the front of the team, occasionally glancing at the young warriors who were cooking. Many young warriors didn't dare to laugh and laugh.

Doctor Jiang glanced at the mini cat rice bowl in his hand and silently put it into his pocket.

—Qin Xiao actually came out to find a cat. Not only looking for cats, but also waiting in the cafeteria, waiting for the rabbits.

It seems that this cat is very important to him. Otherwise, Captain Qin would not even leave training and come out to find cats.

"Qin team, why are you here, waiting for someone?" Dr. Jiang pretended to be surprised, holding a full lunch box in his hand, smiled and greeted the slightly different Captain Qin: "This is Going out, or going on a blind date again?"

Captain Song was heartbroken for Qin Xiao and Guo Chaoming.

From time to time, arrange for a **** to get along with these two.

However, after so many blind dates, I have never seen Qin Xiao change his clothes and wear such a spirit.

Qin Xiao nodded slightly, greeting Jiang Ping.

He glanced over the lunch box: "Doctor Jiang seems to have cooked a lot of meals today?"

Jiang Ping is a very self-disciplined person and a doctor. He is very particular about eating. He only eats seven percent full at each meal.

Unlike Qin Xiao and the others, they eat fast and in a hurry, and they eat a lot.

Every time I sit and eat together, Dr. Jiang always eats the least. Therefore, Qin Xiao knew Doctor Jiang's appetite very well.

"Really?" Jiang Ping snorted: "I've been very busy recently. I have to treat people and animals. I'm a little tired, and I eat a lot."

"I didn't find out, I didn't expect you to care so much about me." Jiang Ping didn't dare to tell Qin Xiao more, he knew how terrifying this guy's observation and brain were. A little careless, he has to show his feet.

He promised the cat, and he could not break his promise. Dr. Jiang was a little guilty of being a thief. He took the lunch box and hurried away.

Qin Xiao stood on the spot, his eyes stayed on the back of Dr. Jiang hurriedly leaving, his eyes narrowed - Dr. Jiang seems to not want to see himself? Just now, he hadn't looked at himself once.

Captain Qin walked out of the cafeteria door slowly with his right hand behind him.

Today's lunch menu in the cafeteria is braised pork, shredded potatoes with vinegar, and cabbage and tofu soup.

The cat smelled the meat and couldn't wait to pounce: "Where is mine?"

The cat has not eaten meat for a long time.

—It's good to run away from home. Cats at home need to be restrained, and it will be different when they come out!

The lunch box was opened, revealing the braised pork with red sauce. The flesh is bright and fragrant.

The snow-white Persian cat was greedy and spun around the lunch box: "Mi woo~ Mi woo~"

woohoo!

Bai Xiaxia's eyes almost stick to the braised pork.

Jiang Ping set aside rice and vegetables and put them in Bai Xiaxia's exclusive cat food box.

"Give me another piece, give me another piece." The snow-white Persian cat stared at the pitiful piece of meat in the small lunch box, and his heart was broken.

Cat with tears in her eyes: "Jiangjiang~"

The canteen chef's craftsmanship is excellent. She tasted the braised pork once, and was directly snatched by Song Bei's bastard.

woo woo woo

Jiang Ping knocked off the cat's claws with his chopsticks: "How fat you are, you can only eat a piece."

"Look at your little belly." The Persian cat tried to **** the fat little belly, "No more!"

Jiang Ping: “…”

"Neither!"

"Mi woo~ woo woo woo~ rascals, you are all rascals" The Persian cat nibbled at his little braised pork pitifully, his claws curled up.

The fat and lovely group shed tears while eating, aggrieved as if they were abused.

People who don't know how miserable this cat is.

While eating, Jiang Ping said casually: "Qin team is looking for you. I think he poked in the cafeteria and waited for a long time."

"The first time I saw this guy change out of his military uniform, I really didn't get used to it." Dr. Jiang: "Why is such a spirited young man not enlightened?"

Cat Eyes saw that they couldn't fool the braised pork, so she quickly wiped away her tears and stopped crying, Jiang Liang squinted at him: "Fifty steps with a hundred steps."

Jiang Ping: “…”

"What do you know? I'm..." Jiang Ping's words were swallowed by his mouth, and he shook his head and smiled: "What am I going to tell you about a cat, hurry up and eat."

Bai Xiaxia saw Jiang Ping's abnormal expression for a moment, she tilted her head, not wanting to explore his privacy, and happily ate the meal.

Although there is only one piece of braised pork, it is better than nothing. The cat has not eaten rice and meat for a long time.

Sitting at the table with one person and one cat, after a quiet meal, Bai Xiaxia remembered what Jiang Ping just said.

—Xiao Qin has changed his line?

After getting to know Qin Xiao, I have never seen Qin Xiao wearing other styles of clothes.

Qin Xiao has a long body and long legs, wide shoulders and narrow waist, and his back is straight and straight.

The itchy cat couldn't resist the temptation of beauty and decided to take a sneak peek.

"Be careful, it's none of my business to be discovered." Dr. Jiang was still eating, and when he saw the cat was leaving, he reminded him.

The cat jumped out of the window and did not forget to swing its paws with Doctor Jiang.

—Well, don't worry!

"Xiao Bai?"

"Xia Xia?"

"Where did you go? You come out first, we have something to say."

Some vague shouts were sent into Bai Xiaxia's ears, and the snow-white Persian cat immediately moved the little jiojio and followed the direction from which the voice came.

She chose the position, stuck out a small head from the leaves of the plane tree, and peeked furtively.

The tall and tall young man is bending over sideways, plucking the bushes with branches.

The sun is shining overhead and the breeze is blowing. Qin Xiao was wearing a simple white shirt and long legs straight under black trousers.

"Xia Xia? Come out first, okay?"

Qin Xiao seems to have searched for a circle, and the hairline oozes light sweat, which wets the temples.

Sweat rolled down the bridge of the nose and smashed into the soil.

"Meow~" Bai Xiaxia put up her two claws, and her cute ears froze excitedly: "Xiao Qin~" Woo woo woo, he said in a good manner, and his speech was good.

"Yeah! Not good!" Bai Xiaxia shouted and immediately regretted it.

Captain Qin, who was bent over, raised his head slightly, and the mottled sunlight fell on his handsome and cold indifferent face.

come out."

The snow-white Persian cat covered its mouth with claws and carefully stepped back along the branches.

—as long as I don't come out, he can't find me.

Captain Qin lazily pressed his right hand on his waist, threw away the branches, walked under the plane tree, and placed the mottled trunk in his palm: "If you don't come out, I'll go up."