Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 448 He lost love

Veterinary clinic.

Blake MacNeil brought the wolfhound out. Previously, the wolfhound had been poisoned, appearing emaciated with dull fur, unable to stand.

After a few days of treatment at the clinic, it recovered remarkably. Although it still looked quite thin, its spirit had greatly improved.

Back at the Crawford’s house, Bettany Levine came out of the sunroom holding a pot of flowers. Upon seeing Lilly Crawford bringing back another dog, she exclaimed in surprise, “Is this the wolfhound you mentioned before?”

Lilly Crawford, holding the dog’s leash, nodded and said, “Yes, Granny, can I keep it?”

They already had a cat and a dog at home, and Lilly Crawford wasn’t sure if Granny would agree. If she didn’t, then Daddy could take it back to MacNeil’s house.

Bettany Levine nodded and said, “Sure, you can. However.”

Lilly Crawford felt a tightening in her heart.

-Bettany Levine looked at the wolf dog.

It was tall, but too thin.

“Tell Margaret to get some food! It’s so skinny,” she exclaimed.

Lilly Crawford let out a sigh of relief and exclaimed happily, “Thank you, Granny!”

She started running inside with the dog when suddenly she heard Bettany Levine say, “Wait!”

Lilly Crawford’s heart tightened again… Did Granny change her mind?

“Granny?” she turned around, puzzled, and asked.

Bettany Levine squinted her eyes and stared at Lilly Crawford’s forehead. “What happened to your forehead?”

This time, Blake MacNeil’s heart tightened.

He didn’t apply any medicine this time!

Such a small red swelling, Old Mrs. Crawford noticed it.

Blake MacNeil ruffled Lilly Crawford’s head, accidentally pushing her stray hair down to form bangs that covered her forehead.

“It’s nothing, just a mosquito bite,” he said.

Levine placed the flowerpot she was holding and wiped her hands with a towel as she walked over. “Is

against his lips. “Yeah. Oh, by the way, I need to

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that, he walked away.

Levine bent down and lifted Lilly Crawford’s stay hair from her forehead, only to discover a

tightened, and she exclaimed, “Blaagaake Maaaaac Necccccceil!”

MacNeil practically crossed the door in just two

Crawford smiled, her eyes shining, as she reached out her little hand to touch the top of Old Mrs. Crawford’s head. Don’t teorry, Granny, it doesn’t

gate of throwing stones with the dog, animatedly

however, frowned.

stone, soaked in dog saliva,

who knows if

with me to get a tetanus shot.”

Crawford’s smile instantly froze:

Lilly Crawford dragged her feet, sometimes saying she wanted to feed the parrot, sometimes the cat, and sometimes mentioning feeding the

wanted to give the

Crawford didn’t want to go anyway…

you scared? Last time I went for a shot, you weren’t

at all! It’s just that the wolfhound isn’t feeling well… It was poisoned by someone. Daddy said its stomach got burned, so I have

chimed in,

isn’t afraid of anything, why would she be scared of a

a shot is like getting sprinkled with

leaning on

an

at least in her own mind, and Mr. Tortoise held the esteemed status of an

unwavering members, there were also Bellflower, the calico cat, Bailey, the

one tortoise, one cat,

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her head, looking at the

house, wagged his tail and quietly moved behind Lilly Crawford. He acted as if

on a tree, eyeing

her head with

all in stride, offering no resistance

said, “You say

Bailey:

H

much. All I can say is that it’s a major event, to the point where ‘rivers of blood’ wouldn’t be an exaggeration.. As for what it

Bailey:

Josh Crawford, and Big