"I injected him with a dissociative agent last night. This morning, I found that his body has become smaller. The size has become the same as an ordinary white lion. It may be a little smaller, but he has not recovered his human mimicry."

Han Xingqian recorded the situation described by Lan Bo, which is an important clinical data for the Medical Association.

He glanced at "Lion's Habits" thrown in the trash, and "How to Take Care of Cat Cubs" on the bed filled with hydrated steel bookmarks, and analyzed with his cheeks: "Obviously, IQ and thinking have not recovered."

Rimbaud held the white lion between his legs to keep him from running around, and took two cotton swabs to dig his ears.

He is very young, and his roar is not as shocking as the roar of a real adult male lion. Although his momentum is fierce, it is loud.

Lu Yan tentatively reached out to touch him, and the white lion raised his chest proudly, showing the still inconspicuous neck mane.

Xiaobai was very familiar with their scents, so he didn't hold hostility. Instead, he lay down on all fours, exposing his belly and pink paw pads.

Lu Yan asked Bi Lanxing carefully: "What is he doing? Is his back itchy?"

Bi Lanxing also squatted down, looked at him and said, "En'en lies down like this because she wants me to touch her stomach."

Lu Yan often went to Lanxing's house to play. He knew that Lanxing's house had a Bernese Mountain Dog, and he gave it the name, Gewuen.

"Do you want to be touched?" Bi Lanxing slowly stretched out his hand to rub Xiaobai's stomach, but Xiaobai suddenly turned his face and bit Lanxing's hand with his two front paws, and his two hind legs kicked wildly in a whirlwind.

"Brother Chu, Brother Chu..." Bi Lanxing was so stiff that he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to rashly pull out his hand.

"randi! Relax!" Rimbaud noticed the confusion on their side, and immediately stood up and scolded.

Xiaobai was scolded, rolled away, jumped up the bay window lightly, raised one hind leg lazily, lowered his head and used his tongue to care for his hair.

Fortunately, Xiaobai didn't really want to attack them. Bi Lanxing was not injured, but was startled and asked Rimbaud, "Did I just do something wrong?"

Rimbaud nodded, holding a cat guide full of hydrated steel bookmarks (which he didn't quite understand) in his hand, put on a pair of hydrated steel glasses, and turned the page: "He lay down and showed you his belly. It's to trust your performance, but if you touch it, you don't know what to do, what he means is actually to let you touch his head."

Bi Lanxing: "..."

While no one was paying attention, Xiaobai stretched out his claws and tentatively pulled Lanxing's file bag on the window sill. He pulled and pulled again. The file bag barely kept its balance on the edge of the window sill and didn't fall off.

Bi Lanxing looked up quickly: "Hey, Brother Chu, that's the document you want to sign."

Xiaobai glanced at him, pulled the document bag to the ground, and happily ran around the room.

Bi Lanxing covered his face helplessly, for the next period of time, Brother Chu's work will be contracted by him.

Xiaobai was tired from running, stopped, and sat down on the bed. Everyone thought he had had enough trouble and was finally going to rest, but he suddenly swooped down on Lu Yan and stepped on him with both front paws to prevent him from climbing. He got up, grabbed one of his rabbit ears and tugged it around to play. Lu Yan shouted angrily, "Bai Chunian! You're so cheap!!"

Xiao Bai's attention was attracted by Xiao Tun's tail again, he lowered his body, made an ambush and prey stance, and then slammed on the floor and rushed towards Xiao Tun's tail.

Doctor Han stepped in front of Xiao Tun and grabbed Xiao Bai's collar. With a seemingly gentle expression, he pulled Xiao Bai's upper body up and said softly in his ear, "Xiao Gong It’s normal for a lion to be naughty, it’s fine if it’s been sterilized, it’s better to choose a day than to hit the sun, how is it today?”

Xiaobai shivered a bit, struggled out of Han Xingqian's hands, hid behind Lan Bo, and licked his hands as if nothing had happened.

Han Xingqian asked others to hold Xiaobai down, drew a few tubes of blood for him to bring back for testing, and then filled up with a shot of dissociating agent. The control of Xiaobai by dissociating agents was particularly important until synephrine was found.

"It seems that maintaining the state of the body can consume a lot of his excess energy, so that he will not easily run away due to excess energy." Han Xingqian put the collected blood samples in the incubator, and explained to Rimbaud his follow-up plans, "You guys are here. Stay for a few more days to observe his condition, I will come every day to collect blood and tonic for him, and when he returns to his human mimicry, you can call me and let me know."

Rimbaud nodded.

Han Xingqian waved his hand, Xiao Xun picked up the medicine box and followed, Lu Yan ran out as if escaping, Bi Lanxing picked up the document bag with the paw print on it, and left with a helpless smile.

Xiaobai, who was injected with the dissociating agent, became very dispirited, lying on his side slumped on the bed, his limbs spread out, and he was breathing weakly and short.

Rimbaud accompanies him to lie on the bed, resting his head with one hand, pinching the white lion's pink paw pads with the other, pressing his palms to stretch his fingernails out, then retract them, and kiss them on his lips.

Xiaobai lay down for a while, struggling to lift one of his hind legs to lick his hair. He had just been pressed by a group of people to draw blood, and his hair was messed up.

Lamborghini watched him earnestly licking his hair, and suddenly reached out and pinched between his hind legs.

The white lion's balls are also easy to touch. A pair of snow-white ones hang under the base of the tail. They are round, fluffy, and a little prickly.

The white lion, who was licking his hair, was stunned, and he froze in the posture of raising one leg, and the tip of his pink tongue has not been retracted.

Rimbaud laughed, and the white lion sighed, turned his back to him and lay down.

"Don't be angry, I'm just curious." Rimbaud reached out and rubbed his fluffy side waist, and the white lion purred comfortably and loudly, turned around and snuggled beside Rimbaud regardless of the past.

In Lanbo's view, all creatures are equal. In his eyes, Bai Chunian's current state is no different from his former lover, and he still likes it very much.

In the afternoon, Rimbaud opened his eyes from the laziness of his nap, a handsome arm resting on his belly, his young and handsome face close to him, and he slept soundly beside him without any defense.