Gu Yixuan came out in a bathrobe and saw her standing by the puppy, a flash of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"Come and dry my hair," he commanded.
Mo Ran didn't want to agree, but thinking of his role in rescuing the puppy, she complied.
"Do you think it can survive the night?" Mo Ran asked as she blew on his hair.
Gu Yixuan glanced at the puppy with really not a shred of pity. He'd seen too many pitiful people in the world, let alone a pitiful dog.
"Maybe," he answered vaguely, trying to comfort Mo Ran.
Still worried, Mo Ran thought, "We should take it to the hospital. What if it dies?"
It had been so hard to save it; it would be too much of a loss if it died. Moreover, it was still a life; she should try her best to save it.
"It's so late already, the hospital's closed, isn't it?"
"What if it's not? I know some veterinary clinics are open 24 hours a day. Let's go, let's take it to the hospital," Mo Ran gently nudged his shoulder.