Chapter 1317: I Want to Join Tomorrow's Operation Too

Xia Qing was so stunned by these two white and two yellow little creatures that she couldn't even speak properly. "P-P-Plucker, Little Whitey, Plucker Junior, Little Little Whitey, are you here for the medicinal bath too? Did the Queen send you?"

Among the four weasels huddled together, Plucker Junior, who was closest to Xia Qing, walked into the bathroom first, sniffing around. Broken-Waist Wolf carried this whole family into Does Daigua's tub one by one, then turned to look at Xia Qing.

Xia Qing recklessly added medicine for the four weasels, and spoke to the family with utmost gentleness, "If the pain gets too much, come out. Whatever you do, don't release any gas. I'm poor—I don't have the points to build another one…"

Looking at the four round little heads squeezed together in one tub, Xia Qing paused, then changed her tone and solemnly instructed, "Plucker, Little Whitey, Plucker Junior, Little Little Whitey, this medicinal bath will hurt, but you'll get stronger after. Just soak. I'll keep watch over you."

Among these four weasels, Little Whitey definitely isn't a gas-evolver, Little Little Whitey is yet to be confirmed. Logically speaking, there are no natural predators for them here, so even if the medicinal bath stings a bit, Plucker and Plucker Junior probably won't release gas… right…?

"Lao Er, carry Does Daigua out. I'll handle things here." Xia Qing, reasoning that one fewer animal here meant one fewer dose of anti-gas medicine she'd have to pay points for, handed Does Daigua over to Lao Er, then tremblingly pointed at her own head. "Broken-Waist, go get my protective mask."

Honestly, Xia Qing really wanted Broken-Waist or Lao Er to carry the small tub to the sheep pen or the empty chicken coop, and let these four little stink bombs soak over there.

But the outdoor temperature was already near zero, and she was in so much pain she didn't have the strength to rig up a small tent at bath temperature for Plucker's family, so they could only soak here.

Broken-Waist Wolf thought about it for two seconds, then brought the protective mask to Xia Qing. Then it ran upstairs to the storage room, stuck its head into a human-sized protective mask, and ran back down to the first-floor bathroom, looking up at Xia Qing to signal her to tie the mask's straps tight.

What the hell do you mean by that?

After putting on the protective mask, Xia Qing, who had just felt a little more at ease, immediately became anxious again, and couldn't help but start calculating in her head the direct and indirect losses she'd suffer if any of the little ones released gas.

Even if she threw in most of the points she'd worked hard all year to earn, it might not be enough to clean it all up. Qiangzai's tree hollow that got stunk up still isn't habitable…

Xia Qing was on the verge of tears. "Broken-Waist, my lord, the Queen's most beloved handsome wolf brother, can you guarantee they won't release gas?"

Broken-Waist Wolf, wearing the protective mask, grinned, then remembered Xia Qing couldn't see it, and nodded.

If you can guarantee it, then why the hell are you wearing a protective mask? Trying to scare me?!

Not to mention losing her temper, Xia Qing didn't even dare speak loudly. "Handsome wolf brother, is it more appropriate for me to stay here, or in the living room… alright, I'll go to the living room. I'll leave this place to you…"

Xia Qing, aching all over, took advantage of the time before Plucker's family started feeling much pain, slowly walked out of the bathroom, collapsed on the sofa, pulled a blanket over herself, and mumbled drowsily, "Tell Plucker's family for me, my lord, don't let them release gas… You brought Plucker's whole family here, my lord—is there some major operation coming up…"

The alpha wolf by the fireplace opened its gilded-gold eyes, glanced at her, then closed them again. In the living room, there was only the snoring of Sheep Boss and the sound of a video lecture playing on the TV.

"…When the terrain is suitable, after the drilling penetrates the upper aquiclude, water will automatically rise under hydrostatic pressure, even gushing out as an artesian spring. This hydrological phenomenon is mainly distributed in syncline structures or basin areas…"

The voice was too sleep-inducing. Xia Qing forced herself to stay awake and report to the alpha wolf, "My lord, I'm the wolf pack's number-four combatant. I want to join tomorrow's operation too…"

"Once the bricks are hauled back, forget renovating the kitchen. I'm going to build a bathroom for soaking…"

The alpha wolf opened its gilded-gold eyes, glanced at the sleeping Xia Qing, then closed them again.

The handsome giant wolf sprawled on the floor forced itself to crawl to the fireplace, and flopped down onto the straw mat with a thud.

Broken-Waist Wolf poked its mask-wearing head out of the bathroom, looked at Xia Qing for a few seconds, ran out to turn off the TV, then went back into the bathroom to watch the four weasels soak in the medicinal bath.

At three in the morning, Broken-Waist Wolf and Lao Er, the last to soak in the medicinal bath, climbed into the tub together. The alpha wolf, its stamina already recovered, stood up, shook its thick brown-gray fur, and strode out of the house in majestic fashion, standing guard on the roof through the night.

Xia Qing also opened her eyes. Although she hadn't fully recovered, the pain in her body was already negligible. She carefully took a breath, didn't smell any unbearable stench, and finally relaxed completely. She walked into the bathroom intending to pour the last quarter-bag of medicine into the tub, only to find the medicine bag on the wooden shelf was gone.

"Broken-Waist, did you put the whole bag of medicine into the tub?"

The dripping-wet Broken-Waist Wolf grinned, revealing its sharp little white fangs.

This guy…

Xia Qing laughed too. "Broken-Waist, Lao Er, soak in the medicinal bath without worry. The Queen and I have recovered. The two of us are now responsible for the wolf pack's safety."

Broken-Waist Wolf is the number-two leader of the northern wolf pack. It soaked in the medicinal bath after the alpha wolf, one after the other, in order to maximize the wolf pack's combat effectiveness.

Given this clever wolf's level of brain evolution, it couldn't possibly not know that the earlier you soak, the better the effect. But for the sake of overall safety, it still chose to wait until last. Precisely because it has always done this, Xia Qing would rather get scolded than get two extra packs of medicine to boost the effect.

Of course, the points for the additional medicine were paid by the wealthy wolf household.

Xia Qing adjusted the water temperature, went to the living room and placed Sheep Boss's head on its ergonomically designed pillow, then looked at the two melons in the tree nest, the two red squirrels in the wooden nest, Little Wolf Sister and Little Four-Eyes on the straw mat by the fireplace, and Broken-Leg Sister, who was fiercely guarding the two half-grown wolves.

It had only been two or three hours since the four weasels started their medicinal bath, and they hadn't fully recovered their stamina. They definitely hadn't returned to the Evolution Forest. Where are they hiding? Are they still in the house?

Xia Qing searched around, her gaze landing on Broken-Leg Wolf lying at the bathroom door. She added two logs to the fireplace, then fetched a dry old towel from the bathroom, carried Broken-Leg Wolf to the fireplace, and dried its fur to the accompaniment of Broken-Leg Sister's grumbling.

Broken-Leg Wolf barely opened its eyes to look at Xia Qing for two seconds, then rolled over to expose its wet, white belly. The fur on a wolf's abdomen is relatively thin, which helps with heat dissipation in summer, but it's winter now, and wet fur would still make a wolf uncomfortable. However, this wolf, which has ADHD, was aching all over and didn't have the energy to groom itself.

Xia Qing quickly dried its thick fur, then combed it twice with a comb to neaten it up. Then she held down the grumbling Broken-Leg Sister and gave her a few fierce strokes with the comb, before starting to clean up the living room, which was covered in fur everywhere.