Invited for Dinner

"I lived in the country when I was a kid and have seen other veterinarians work."

Xia Xibei used this all-purpose excuse once again.

Others felt that this statement was a bit absurd. However, could there be any other explanation?

In the crowd, someone shouted something.

Nie Zehai could not understand it very well, but the words probably meant that the ox had eaten the wrong grass on the mountain, and that was why it was like that.

Now the ox had spit it out, so it was all right.

That middle-aged man, the village chief, came up and said joyfully, "Thank you!"

The ox was their village's treasure. How sad it would be if something happened to it!

"You're welcome," Xia Xibei said with a smile. "I just happened to be able to help, so I did."

"I still want to thank you! This is no small thing!" the village chief said happily to Xia Xibei, speaking in the broken national language.

Others gathered around and thanked her too.