NovelEnglishMeanwhile, Bernard arrived at the pet hospital based on the address Everly had provided. From the moment he entered, he heard Tiramisu's shrill screams. Everly, along with Luther Porter, the vet, and the nurses were huddled around the table, trying to find a way to lure Tiramisu out from underneath.
Tiramisu had a bad temper and was squealing fiercely. No matter what, it was unwilling to cout and had even bitten Luther's hand when he reached for Tiramisu. "Bernie!" Everly noticed Bernard's arrival and happily greeted him as if she had just seen her lifesaver.
Noticing how she had called him by his nickname, Bernard casually glanced at her.
Everlyn's heart skipped a beat upon meeting his gaze. Upon not seeing any sign of Hera behind him, she becsecretly gleeful.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut she put on a frown and declared anxiously, "Tiramisu is hiding under the table and refuses to cout for a check-up. It has already kicked and bittenand the vet." While explaining, she showed the back of her hand that had turned red from Tiramisu's kicking to Bernard, who did not even look. Instead, he circled around her and walked toward the table where Tiramisu was hiding underneath. While hidden under the table, Tiramisu seemed to have smelled Bernard's familiar scent. Thus, its distressed squealing finally cto a stop.
Luther was a man in his 30s. For the past ten years of being a vet, he had never met such a tricky pet to handle. Upon noticing Bernard, he politely said, "Please be gentle when you coax it out for its check-up." Bernard nodded as Luther and the nurses immediately stepped aside.
Noticing Bernard's distinguished temperament, Luther believed that anyone who kept a pig for a pet probably had a warm heart underneath the stoic exterior. He would be extremely patient and gentle.
After all, a pig was nothing like a cat or dog that was easily affectionate with its owner. A pig could be quite temperamental and did not like to be held by others. It would scream, bite, and even kick the person who picked it up.
Luther believed that he should learn from Bernard how to coax a pig to avoid such an awkward situation in the future. Everly looked at Bernard with admiration, also wanting to learn how to calm Tiramisu Instead, they watched Bernard stand before the table and say, "Tiramisu, cout." Those three words sounded commanding as if he had just given an order. He did not even kneel down to coax Tiramisu, making everyone speechless.
Luther couldn't help but remind Bernard, Sir, doing that will only scare the pig, and it'll be more unwilling to cout. A pet is like a child, so you need to be more gentle..." Before he could finish, Tiramisu, whom they had spent one hour trying to coax out, ran out snorting when it heard Bernard's order.
It rubbed against Bernard's legs while looking up at him pitifully as if asking why Hera wasn't here.
Noticing how miserable Tiramisu looked, Bernard couldn't help but feet slightly sorry for it.
"Be good while you receive treatment. I'll take you to see her soon." Hem leaned down and picked Tiramisu up one Wand, speaking more gently than earlier.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTiramisu seemed to have understood Bernard. It snorted twice beforem obediently detting him carry it to the consultation table. Luther and the nurses stared in bewilderment. Was this the sbad-tempered pig earlier that refused to be carried? "What are you staring for?" Bernard glared at Luther, who cto his senses and hurriedly did a check-up for Tiramisu.
"Bernie, luckily, you cjust in time.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have won't have known what to dod was worried that Tiramisu may have overexerted itself.
"I looked it up on Google and found that excessive stress in pigs might lead to myocarditis and possible sudden death." Everly walked toward Bernard. Seeing how he did not mind her calling him Bernie, she decided that she would call him that way.
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