Pokemon face paralyzed god

Oki Shigeru pulled out the thermometer and hung it in the air, and sneezed. After looking at it for a long time with dizzy eyes, he could not clearly see the number displayed on it. Finally, Nishino Mori, who came out of the medical room, took out the thermometer from his hand and took a look. : "102.6 degrees Fahrenheit, you have a high fever."

This is really pure nonsense, Xiaomao lay back on the bed limply, and curled up under the quilt weakly: "I have already drank the special medicine, maybe I can recover after a night of sleep...how about that Eevee? "

"The treatment situation is not very good. Although the vitality of the elves is indeed much better than that of humans, but this Eevee has been scarred in the storm, and it is still too young. It is still unknown whether it can survive the difficulties." Nishino Sen tried his best to speak more euphemistically, with regret in his tone, "It's the first time I've seen Shining Ibrahimovic. This kind of elf is very rare in the entire Kanto area, and Shining is even rarer. I just started I was really surprised when I saw that the elf you rescued turned out to be an Eevee."

Xiaomao was silent for a long time after hearing this, and turned over under the covers: "How far is the nearest elf center?" The elf center on the Binu Coast is still under construction and cannot provide rescue.

"The phone line was struck by lightning, so I couldn't call an ambulance. It would take two hours to run, and I don't have any means of transportation here. It's still raining outside, so it's impossible to go out." Nishino Sen heard him The meaning in the words, he said with relief, "We can only do this, it depends on whether this Ibrahimovic can survive."

"Lili..." Little Charmander cried out worriedly while holding his hand.

"It's okay, I won't be brave." Xiaomao didn't speak anymore, he closed his eyes in a daze, and felt a chill on his forehead. He didn't open his eyes, but raised his hand and touched a long tail , Smiling in a trance: "Thank you, Slowpoke."

He was so ill that he couldn't feel the weight on his head now, and the sleeping pills, which were the special drug, picked up the strength, and he soon fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I felt much better. It was normal to feel weak and sore in my limbs, but the pain that made me hit my head with a hammer had subsided.

I don't know how long I slept, Xiaomao gently moved the sleeping dumb beast on the top of his head, picked up the little Charmander who was sleeping next to him and put them on his bed, covered them with the quilt and stumbled Stepped on the slippers and left the room.

Nishino Mori was looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows, when he heard the voice, he turned his head and said in surprise, "It's Xiaomao, you finally woke up!"

"Has the storm not stopped yet?" Xiao Mao walked over and looked out with him, "It's already much smaller."

"Well, this rare heavy rain lasted for three days, and now there are finally signs of clearing up." Nishino Mori touched his soft brown hair, "And that Ibrahimovic has survived, although the trauma has not fully recovered , but it's out of danger."

"Really, that's really great!" Xiaomao's drowsy spirit lifted. In fact, when Nishino Mori euphemistically told him that he could only obey the destiny, he thought that little Ibrahimovic would not survive, after all, unless When the condition is serious enough, Nishino Mori will not use that kind of wording.

"Would you like to see it?" Nishino Mori showed the scratch on the back of his hand, "This Ibrahimovic looks frightened, it will tremble with fear when it is a little bit stimulated, and it has been refusing to drink the food I provided Potion, perhaps your presence will do a good job of soothing it."

Xiaomao was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and said, "But when I rescued it, that Ibrahimovic had already fallen into a coma, so he might not recognize who I am."

"The bond between elves and humans is amazing. I believe it will remember you, so why not go and have a look." Nishino Sen still insisted.

Xiaomao looked at the sky and saw that it would not be sunny in a short time, so he nodded in agreement.

The Ibrahimovic in the greenhouse did not look like an adult, his body was only the size of a palm, his silver-white fur was missing a few spots, and some places were even wrapped with bandages.

As soon as Nishino Mori opened the door, the sleeping little Ibrahimovic woke up vigilantly, his long drooping ears immediately stood up, and his furry body trembled slightly.

It bared its teeth at the door in a guarded posture, and seemed to be taken aback when it saw the person coming in clearly. It sniffed its nose lightly, and its expression slowly eased.

"Look, it has already recognized you." Nishino Mori pushed Xiao Mao forward with an expression of "as expected", and ordered solemnly, "Remember to let Xiao Yibu drink the medicine."

Xiaomao was a little nervous and excited, and walked towards the small ball on the cushion as slowly as possible. Seeing that Ibrahimovic shrank back subconsciously, but did not make an attacking movement, he tentatively stretched out right hand go.

Ibrahimovic tried his best to lower his neck, buried his small head in the soft cushion, and seemed to want to avoid his hands, but his four little paws were firmly on the soft cushion, showing no intention of running away.

When I touched it, it was soft, warm, and still trembling. Xiaomao felt his adrenaline rise a bit, coughed lightly, and carefully cupped Little Ibrahimovic's hands.

Little Ibrahimovic was trembling all the time, tucking his limbs under his body to make a docile appearance, but his long ears kept pricking up, as if he was ready to find something wrong and run away at any time.

——Xiao Mao, who suddenly understood the fun of blaming sorghum, felt that his nasal cavity was a little hot, and his arms contracted to place both hands on his chest, so that Xiao Ibrahimovic could get acquainted with his own smell as soon as possible.

"We get along well." Nishino Sen said, his voice was not loud, but Ibrahimovic, who had stopped trembling, seemed to be frightened, his silver-white body shrank into Xiaomao's arms, and looked at Nishino Sen in the Mediterranean Sea in awe. Fifth, all four limbs moved together, struggling to get into Xiaomao's collar.

——Do you want to be so cute or not? !Xiao Mao didn't dare to move, he felt a warm and soft lump on his chest, and the long light white hair on Xiao Ibrahimovic scratched him itchy.

Nishino Mori made a helpless expression, in order not to frighten the little Ibrahimovic, he gestured to him, and walked out lightly against the wall.

Small animal elves generally have a keen sense of smell and hearing. After Xi Yesen went out, the lump in the middle of Xiaomao's chest trembled, slowly moved up, and finally a small head emerged from his neckline.

The soft ears brushed over his chin, and Xiao Mao lowered his head, just in time to see the round dark brown eyes of little Ibrahimovic.One person and one pet looked at each other for three seconds, and Ibrahimovic whispered "Bouyi~" and retracted into his clothes again.

The lethality of the cute elf is really overwhelming, and Xiaomao, who is as sullen as Xiaomao, can't help but flutter for a while, sits down slowly, and softly asks: "Ibrahimovic, does the wound still hurt?"

The bulging bag came softly calling "Bouyi~", and the trembling ending dragged out infinite grievances. Xiaomao nodded, holding it gently with one hand, and took out the medicine bottle from his pocket with the other hand, and rubbed it with his teeth. He bit off the bottle cap and poured half a cup into the small cup beside the cushion: "Come on, drink the medicine, and the wound will stop hurting."

This time there was no sound from the package, so Xiaomao poked it with his finger, but there was still no response.He couldn't laugh or cry, and sighed: "It doesn't matter, although the taste is not good, the effect is still very obvious."

"..." Tuanbao still didn't make a sound.

Xiaomao had a headache, looked up and recalled, it seems that Ibrahimovic's eating habits are more inclined to sweet and sour fruits, and he is a kind of elf who is very picky about food.

"Hey, you drank the medicine, shall we make juice with sweet peach red apples tonight?"

"..." Ibrahimovic was playing dead.

"Ah, I remembered, I still have a red durian fruit in my backpack!"

"..." Ibrahimovic was still playing dead.

"Pink loquat, sweet mangosteen?"

"..." Ibrahimovic's long ears trembled.

"Momo milk in a big milk jug?"

"..." Ibrahimovic's limbs tilted up as if in a dying struggle.

"Honey made from nectar collected by the needle bee and queen bee?"

"...Bouy~" Ibrahimovic, who finally couldn't bear the temptation of delicious food, got out of Xiaomao's collar quickly, waved his forelimb shyly, and showed his pink meatball to Xiaomao.

Ibrahimovic behaved very cute when drinking the medicine, Xiaomao didn't know if all the Ibrahimovic had such a natural and cute performance, or this one he met was particularly strange.

Little Ibrahimovic first walked around the bottle cap which was not as big as its front paw three times, looked up at Xiaomao, then stuck out his tongue and lightly licked the dark black concoction, and exclaimed "Yi~~" With a sound, his ears stood on end, and his long hair exploded.

It shook its head desperately, as if it wanted to shake away the strange smell in its mouth through this movement, spit out a small pink tongue and looked at Xiaomao pitifully.

"No, you have to drink all of it before you can drink the honey." The conscientious part-time doctor Shigeru Oki shook his fingers solemnly, and the expression on his face showed that there was no room for negotiation on this issue.

Following his words, Ibrahimovic's erect long ears drooped down extremely slowly, drooping on both sides of his cheeks.With big eyes blinking, it stood with difficulty on its hind legs, its two front paws grabbed its big ears and patted its cheeks, shivering as it patted: "Bouyi, Buyi, Buyi~~"

Xiaomao clutched his chest, he felt that he was shot in the ass by an arrow from a chubby cupid with wings—is it true that the nemesis of the paralyzed and sullen type is naturally cute?

Brother bald donkey, old Taoist brother, please give me strength, I am Sheila... Oki Shigeru quickly looked away, silently said a few words of the names of Sakyamuni and Lao Tzu, and then he calmed down and squatted down Patiently stroking Ibrahimovic's soft ears: "If you don't drink up the medicine, the wound will heal very slowly."

"Bouyi..." Ibrahimovic yelled aggrievedly, and could only lower his head, sniff the strange-tasting juice, and shivered violently again.

"Don't smell it, just close your eyes and drink it in one gulp." Xiaomao earnestly said, "Think about sweet peach apples, Momo milk, and the honey collected by the big needle bee..."

The images that flashed in my mind one by one in response to the situation gave Ibrahimovic motivation, and its cry became firm again. It gritted its teeth cruelly, picked up the bottle cap, raised its neck, and poured it into its mouth, screaming mournfully. , and immediately fell limply to the ground.

"Is it really that bad?" Xiaomao hurriedly stuffed the candy he had prepared into its mouth, and coaxed, "Okay, okay, Ibrahimovic."

He untied the gauze and re-applied the medicine on Ibrahimovic. Seeing that the wound was healing well, and there were no symptoms of infection and festering, he carried it out of the greenhouse.

The little charmander was gnashing his teeth on the table, and seeing him coming out, his eyes lit up, and after seeing clearly what Xiaomao was holding in his arms, a big well appeared on his forehead, and the flames on his tail shot up instantly , Opening his mouth, a spark shot out.

Xiaomao usually wouldn't dodge flames of this level, but this time, in order not to hurt Ibrahimovic who was still recovering, Xiaomao turned around and jumped away just to be on the safe side.

This action officially enraged Charmander, and it knocked its titular owner to the ground with a split tile, and then rode on his belly and scratched frantically.

——Are you kidding, Charmander, never forget that you are a sub-dragon elf, don't just steal the feline elf's famous stunts.

With the help of Dr. Nishino Mori, Xiaomao, with claw marks all over his face, struggled for a long time before standing up. Before he could straighten up, he saw Charmander's big mouth aimed at his chest.

Ibrahimovic was already stunned by what happened just now, waving his short limbs together, he quickly slipped into Xiaomao's collar, and was shivering while clutching his chest.

"Little Charmander!" Xiao Mao quickly squatted down and hugged the little Charmander who was trying to swear his sovereignty, "Okay, okay, don't attack!"

Xi Yesen nodded frequently, and punched his left hand on the open palm of his right hand: "I understand, this is what individual trainers will encounter, the hostile state of elves! Some elves have special characteristics for new companions. Strong resentment, ostracism and even attacks have happened before."

...In fact, you can directly say that Charmander is unbalanced and jealous, and you are still in a hostile state. You know that you are a professor and scholar, so you are showing off.Xiao Mao rolled his eyes, and gently stroked Charmander's back: "Relax, Little Charmander, I will never neglect you."

The effect of consolation was not very good. Charmander was still in an irritable state, spit out sporadic sparks from time to time, and kept staring at the bulging place of Xiaomao's clothes. If Xiaomao hadn't consciously blocked it with his arms, he would not have hurt himself. Ibrahimovic's situation is worrying at this time.

Xiaomao showed full patience and kept making promises. His mouth became parched, and the little fire dragon gradually calmed down. After grinning demonstratively at the group bag for a while, he rushed to Xiaomao. Open your mouth.

Oki Shigeru breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and consciously sent his head up.

An excellent elf trainer not only needs to be a qualified breeder and researcher, but also occasionally a part-time elf psychological counselor - Xiao Mao, who successfully resolved the status dispute among elves, solemnly wrote down in his notebook This experience.