When they arrived, the female tiger was on its last breath, but still insisted on keeping humans at bay.
Chen Ying didn't even wait for the car to stop completely before pulling open the door and rushing towards the crowd.
"Excuse me, excuse me."
Chen Ying couldn't bother with politeness and directly pushed through the crowd to jump over the railing.
The people beside hardly had time to stop him when he had already rushed to the female tiger's side.
"Hang in there, hang in there, I'm here."
He opened the first aid kit, poured out the pills from a small porcelain bottle, and stuffed them into the female tiger's mouth.
Feeling the familiar scent that calmed the tiger, the female tiger finally relaxed.
"Quick, prepare for surgery."
On the way there, the young man had already explained the situation, and Chen Ying mentally prepared two or three response plans. Now, after a preliminary examination, he took charge and directed the rescue operation.
