Oxidation reaction

The restaurant is in the most expensive business district in the city center, and the cat is fostered at Fang Congxia's friend's house, which is not far from here, but because it is the weekend, the traffic and people traffic are twice as much as on weekdays.

The short drive of seven or eight kilometers took almost an hour.

Fang Congxia probably treasured his cat very much. When he got in the taxi and returned, he kept checking his mobile phone to check the surveillance at home.

As night fell, Ruan Nancan sat alone in the back row. The light in the taxi was a little dim, which made Fang Congxia's mobile phone screen very bright. He leaned forward slightly and saw the cat in the monitor.

It was a golden gradient with smooth fur, a round and stocky body, and beautiful emerald green pupils, and it could be seen that it was well-raised.

Perhaps because of illness, his eyes are not very sharp, and his voice is hoarse and weak.

It is very smart, knowing that the owner is looking at it through the monitor, it stretched out its paws and rubbed the black probe of the monitor coquettishly, and barked twice pitifully.

Then Ruan Nanshen heard Fang Congxia say to the driver in an urgent tone: "Master, can you hurry up? My child is sick, and I am very anxious."

The driver should come down and look around with his neck hooked. After a while, he smiled apologetically at Fang Congxia, holding the steering wheel and muttering words such as "too crowded" and "very congested" in a low voice.

Fortunately, there were traffic police on duty to guide and clear the road in the next few sections. The road conditions improved a lot. The driver stepped up his horsepower and arrived 10 minutes earlier than the time estimated by Ruan Nancan's mobile phone navigation.

As soon as the car stopped, Fang Congxia hurriedly slammed the car door and trotted towards his friend's house. Ruan Nancan's athletic ability was low, and his steps were not big enough, so it was very difficult to keep up with his speed.

But after turning into the stone road leading to his friend's house, Ruan Nancan saw Fang Congxia waiting at the door of the unit.

He stood with his arms folded, his jaw tensed, and his eyebrows gathered together. He caught a glimpse of Ruan Nancan running towards him out of breath. There was a not-so-obvious reproach between his eyebrows and eyes, but he didn't say anything, and swiped his card to enter the door without saying a word.

Ruan Nanshen felt a little lost and a lot of self-blame. He lowered his head and entered the elevator. Fang Congxia's tall and straight figure was reflected on the cleaned box wall. He carefully touched Cong Xia's wrist hanging by his side below him, whispering Say sorry, and try to organize words to comfort Fang Congxia.

"Your cat is beautiful, it's... it's the best looking gold gradient I've ever seen, it's a nice cat..."

"The Bodhisattva will bless it with a long life."

I don't know why, after listening to his nonsensical praise, Fang Congxia slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and let out an expressionless "hmm", as if kindly forgiving a clumsy fool.

The elevator stopped on the [-]th floor, and my friend was already standing at the door with a cat bag. He seemed to be going on a long journey, with a big backpack on his shoulders, and his expression was a little irritable, as if caught in a dilemma.

Fang Congxia called him, walked over and squatted in front of Jin Jianlayer, and looked at Jin Jianlayer in the transparent cat bag at a distance of not too far.

Jin gradually let out a squeamish meow, and glanced listlessly at Fang Congxia.

"How is it? Why did it suddenly vomit and have diarrhea?" He bent his fingers, touched the transparent plastic shell of the cat bag, and turned to ask his friend: "I saw that it was fine in the morning, why is it like this in the afternoon?"

"I worked overtime at the company in the morning and at noon. I don't know what it did, and I didn't find anything unusual in the monitoring."

The friend replied, "But when I just came back, I found two more bitten chocolate balls on the ground, which should have something to do with that."

Fang Congxia nodded, took the cat bag with one hand and hugged it in his arms, and thanked his friend, "I have troubled you these few days, so don't worry about going on a business trip. I will take care of the cat myself."

The friend smiled politely, exchanged some pleasantries, and hurried away with a backpack on his back.

After these few words, Jin Jiancai curled up in the cat bag and whimpered uncomfortably. Fang Congxia unzipped the cat bag distressedly, and while walking towards the elevator, he reached in and stroked the cat's fur to comfort it.

But for some reason, after opening the cat bag, Fang Congxia started sneezing, had a runny nose, her eyes were red, and the skin that touched the cat slowly developed a rash.

He frowned and stuffed the cat bag into Ruan Nancan's arms, stepped back a few steps, met Ruan Nancan's confused gaze, clicked his tongue, and reluctantly explained: "I'm allergic to cat fur recently."

Seeing the loophole in Fang Congxia's words, Ruan Nancan asked strangely: "Didn't you know it before?"

Fang Congxia shook his head, and the back of his hand with the rash involuntarily rubbed against the wall of the elevator box, "No, otherwise how could I raise a cat."

"The doctor said that it may be due to close contact with stray cats, as well as endocrine and other reasons."

He covered his lips and sneezed, and said in a muffled voice: "In short, there are many reasons, and I don't know which one."

Ruan Nanshen looked down at the cat in his arms thoughtfully, remembering the day he took Fang Congxia to see Lao Zhou, he was stunned, and after realizing it, he looked at Fang Congxia apologetically and said, "I'm sorry for hurting you." Allergies, the stray cats in Lao Zhou's place have never been bathed...I don't know about you..."

The elevator descended to the first floor, and Fang Congxia stared at the cat in his arms, who was in low spirits, and said absently: "Didn't your mother teach you not to take the wrong one easily?"

"It's none of your business."

He covered his mouth and nose with a tissue, and leaned over to observe the state of the cat up close.

Jin Jian layer was lying on his stomach with eyes closed quietly, looking very weak, Ruan Nansan was stunned for a moment, and said "oh" in a daze.

The author says:

Happy March everyone!Good luck always accompany~