HLM -Chapter 1394 Getting the Fur Kids Their Shots

Calla lilies are a very common type of flower in New Zealand, found everywhere from the North Island to the South Island. China also has many of these plants. Their Chinese nickname is quite beautiful—Dripping Guanyin.

They’re called that because the flower looks elegant and refined. When the weather is humid, moisture gathers on its petals and drips down drop by drop.

However, this plant does have mild toxicity. Touching it is fine, but if it’s bitten or eaten, it can cause poisoning. The symptoms include a burning sensation in the oral mucosa and esophagus, and in severe cases can also lead to vomiting, diarrhea, and abdominal pain.

The little girl had only taken a bite and hadn’t swallowed it, but she was very young and had poor resistance. Even just sucking in a bit of the juice from the petals made her vomit.

Wang Bo hurriedly drove her to the hospital. When Doctor Yi learned it was calla lily poisoning, he relaxed and pressed his hand downward reassuringly. “I understand how you feel, but don’t worry—it’s fine.”

Eva asked, “She looks really uncomfortable right now. Is there any way to relieve her pain more quickly?”

Doctor Yi said, “Go buy some milk and have her rinse her mouth with it. That can ease the burning sensation in her mouth. If you want faster relief… well, I’d have to prepare medication, but for children, the dosage has to be handled very carefully.”

“Then be careful,” Wang Bo said.

Doctor Yi gave a bitter smile. “The problem is that this medication isn’t dosed based on the child’s weight—it’s based on the toxicity of the calla lily. But our hospital can’t test its toxicity.”

“There’s something like that?” Wang Bo was stunned.

Doctor Yi nodded. “The toxicity of calla lilies varies depending on the growing environment and growth stage. To determine it accurately, you’d need testing. But there is a simpler method.”

His unhurried explanation made Wang Bo anxious. “Then say it already!”

“Someone bites a piece of the calla lily and tells me how it feels. Based on that, I determine its toxicity.”

Eva handed the calla lily to Wang Bo. “Here. Bite it.”

Wang Bo said, “Isn’t this something a mother should do?”

Eva shot him a glare. “This mess is your fault—so you redeem it yourself!”

Left with no choice, Wang Bo took it, bit down, and smacked his lips.

At first, he felt nothing. But very quickly, a pain like being licked by flames spread across his lips.

“Is it a dry ache? Any stabbing pain? Or like being burned by fire?” Doctor Yi asked.

“Like being burned,” Wang Bo said with a miserable face.

Doctor Yi nodded. “Alright. I know what to do.”

“Then hurry up and prepare the medicine—and make some for me too! Sss, it hurts so bad!” Wang Bo urged.

Doctor Yi had a nurse bring over a small black bottle. He poured it into clean water, stirred it, then used a cotton swab to apply it to the child’s lips and tongue.

The medicine worked very well. The little girl quickly stopped crying, though she was still sniffling a bit.

Wang Bo used it as a mouth rinse. After rinsing, the pain was mostly gone, but his mouth felt numb and swollen—still somewhat uncomfortable.

“I feel kind of numb… and a bit swollen.”

“That’s normal,” Doctor Yi said calmly. “It’s a topical local anesthetic for mucous membranes. It numbs the nerve endings so you don’t feel the irritation from the calla lily toxins.”

Wang Bo gaped. “How can you use anesthetics so casually?”

Doctor Yi replied, “Relax, there are no toxic side effects. Remember when Little Wang had herpes that caused mouth ulcers some time ago? This is exactly what we use to relieve oral ulcer pain in children.”

Wang Bo suddenly understood and nodded. “With something this good, why didn’t you give it to Little Wang?”

Doctor Yi smiled wryly. “Have you seen Little Wang’s size? You’d need to pour it on him with a washbasin before it’d have any effect.”

As they were about to leave the hospital, Rosalie walked over briskly. “Hi, Mayor Wang, Eva—what are you doing here?”

Eva shot Wang Bo an annoyed look and then explained everything from start to finish.

Rosalie laughed. “Men really can’t be trusted when it comes to watching kids. But since you’re already at the hospital, you might as well give the child an injection—one of those nutritional shots that stimulate the immune system and strengthen resistance.”

Wang Bo asked, “No side effects on the body, right?”

Rosalie shook her head. “None. All children under ten in town get it. The purpose is to prepare for the cold fronts coming in autumn.”

After all, the South Island is close to Antarctica, and autumn is prone to sudden cold snaps. In such conditions, children with weaker resistance are very likely to catch colds.

Speaking of injections, Eva looked at Wang Bo. “Have the kids had their rabies vaccines and combination vaccines?”

New Zealand has never had a case of rabies, so people there have almost no concept of the disease. Still, when raising pets, veterinarians encourage giving animals a rabies shot.

After all, with the increasing number of tourists, many visitors bring pets with them to New Zealand, and the possibility of introducing the rabies virus can’t be completely ruled out.

The combination vaccine is used to prevent cats and dogs from contracting certain infectious diseases. This vaccine is even more important than the rabies shot, because New Zealand has abundant wildlife carrying various viruses and bacteria.

Wang Bo shook his head. “Didn’t do this year’s yet. Tomorrow, then—we’ll get them done.”

After contacting the vet in advance, he herded the fur kids into the car and drove them to the town’s animal hospital.

The moment they saw the sign at the entrance, a group of fur kids froze in shock, then started scrambling to crawl out of the vehicle.

Unfortunately for them, Wang Bo was driving the Predator—they had nowhere to run.

“Behave yourselves. It’s just a shot—what are you afraid of?” Wang Bo complained, slapping the steering wheel.

Little Wang rammed his head into the car door. Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Commander flapped his wings and shouted, “Ah! Let me out! Ah! Let me out!”

The Political Commissar also yelled, “Help! Help! Help! Help!”

Wang Bo threatened them, “Keep screaming and I’ll stuff you back into cages!”

Seeing the birdcage he pulled out, the Commander and Commissar were terrified. They abandoned their grudges and huddled together. The Commander whispered, “Ah… freedom… ah… freedom…”

Knowing these little troublemakers all too well, Wang Bo put collars on all the ground-running ones. As for the three flying guys, he tied a leg chain to one foot and held the other end in his hand.

Inside the animal hospital was a five-tier iron cage, with several leopard cats jumping around inside.

People were waiting in line with their dogs—poodles, Labradors, golden retrievers—obediently staying by their owners’ sides. The atmosphere in the animal hospital was harmonious.

But the moment Little Wang and the others entered, everything changed.

Zhuang Ding refused to accept being restrained. He flopped onto the floor belly-up and started gnawing on the rope.

Little Wang sat at the entrance like a stone lion, completely unmoving and absolutely refusing to go in.

The fat cat brothers scratched around wildly. The Commander and Commissar began shouting again:

“Ah, freedom! Ah, freedom!”

“Help! Help!”

Seeing this rowdy bunch, everyone inside burst into laughter. Someone asked, “Mayor, why did you bring all the kids here?”

Wang Bo laughed. “To give them a few shots.”

The Commander wailed in despair, “Ah—no shots! Ah—no shots!”