The rescue center received so many ducks that were already poorly nourished, and the transport might have caused them some stress. They appeared very weak and lethargic, requiring special attention, further detailed examinations, and medication if they were sick.
It was quite busy for a while!
Fang Ye, seeing the situation, volunteered, "I'm not busy at the moment, I'll go and take care of it."
Lin Ying really couldn't spare the time, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Director!"
Fang Ye called Lei Zhi, drove over there, arrived at the location mentioned by the rescuers, made a phone call, and smoothly took away the little owl.
Sitting in the car, Fang Ye observed the little owl inside the box.
The little owl's body was dark grey with fluffy, disheveled feathers.
It was all down, with no distinctly apparent characteristics of feathers.
Its back was darker, its belly grey and white, as if drawn with a pencil or charcoal.
This was a collared scops owlet!