The examination and vaccine were completed quickly with Fang Yuan and Wu Xiaopian's cooperation. It can be said that this was the easiest job that Shi Yongxu had completed.

"All files have been established and the vaccines have been completed." Shi Yongxu said.

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work. If you don't know what you drink, you bought mineral water and drink some water." Fang Yuan handed over a bottle of Baisuishan.

"No, this is my job." Shi Yongxu waved his hand, didn't answer, and picked up the medicine box and left quickly.

"Uh, you don't have to run so fast if you don't drink water." Fang Yuan withdrew his hand and looked at his quickly disappearing back, feeling helpless.

"How do you feel?" Fang Yuan asked, looking at the five little people sitting in front of him.

"I don't feel anything, I'm just a little hungry." The golden retriever tilted his head, his ears hanging down on the dog's face, shaking his head.

"I don't feel it either, it's just that it hurts a little behind." Samoyed his head.

"No, Mr. Fang, don't worry." The crested dog shook the white hair on its head and said.

The little local dog on the side also shook the dog's head and said that there was no.

Finally, the young clan leader said, "It doesn't hurt, but will Mr. Fang get the vaccine next time?"

"Yes, once a year." Fang Yuan affirmed.

"Once once a year, you have to fight thirty times in thirty years? It would be better to live less." The young patriarch silently raised his dog's paws and covered his eyes, but his face still looked cold and serious.

The other four little ones didn't feel anything. Even the spoiled Samoyed had no objection, so they started playing with the other ones.

Fang Yuan poured dog food for the dogs to have breakfast.

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet." Fang Yuan then remembered that he hadn't eaten yet, so he took out the biscuits from the drawer and started eating.

This biscuit was bought by Fang Yuan for the dogs on the day they bought it, and it was put in the drawer casually.

"Sniff." Just as he was about to take a bite of the biscuit, Fang Yuan found the little local dog running to his feet.

The little local dog squatted at Fang Yuan's feet, looking at Fang Yuan with a cute look, without opening his mouth, just staring at the biscuits in Fang Yuan's hand.

"You want to eat?" Fang Yuan said.

"Mr. Fang can?" Xiao Tugo asked with a shiny look at the biscuits.

"It should be OK, it's just an ordinary original soda biscuit." Fang Yuan nodded and then gave it to Xiaotuo half a slice.

Just as he had just fed half of the biscuit to the little Tu Dog, Fang Yuan got up and was about to eat his half, he heard a crackling sound. Before Fang Yuan could feed the biscuits into his mouth, the little Tu Dog looked up again.

"You finished eating?" Fang Yuan said in surprise.

"Yes, Mr. Fang." The little Tugo opened his mouth and smiled a little embarrassedly, but there was no biscuit residue left on his mouth, and he was really finished.

"You're eating very quickly." Fang Yuan had no choice but to feed the little Tu Dog a piece again, but this time it was a whole piece.

This time Fang Yuanxue became smart. After feeding, he immediately stuffed half of the biscuits into his mouth.

Sure enough, Fang Yuan had just chewed twice, and a slight cracking sound came from the little local dog, and his familiar gaze looked at Fang Yuan again.

"Okay, you are still young and can't eat too much. Go and eat your dog food." Fang Yuan waved his hand, not giving it to him this time.

After all, the monsters are still young, and if they eat too much and don’t adapt, it will be more than worth the effort.

Therefore, Fang Yuan didn't give it to him, and the little local dog had a very good personality. Fang Yuan said he didn't give it to him, so he really rubbed Fang Yuan's trousers and turned around and left to eat his own dog food.

"It's good to communicate, so worry-free." Fang Yuan looked at the little local dog who left and the other dogs who were playing in the store, and was very moved.

After eating half a pack of biscuits, Fang Yuan suddenly saw the ten scratch cards from the corner of his eyes.

"By the way, there is still this opening lottery ticket that has not been scratched." Fang Yuan reached out to grab the scratch and was excited to scratch it.

"Wait, go wash your hands first, you still need to have a sense of ritual." Fang Yuan put down the coins and scratches, got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

After washing his hands carefully and carefully, Fang Yuan returned to the cashier.

"Ha, ha." After breathing a sigh of relief on both sides, Fang Yuan picked up the coin and started scraping it up.

If you say that Fang Yuan would not do so much in the past, because he had never even won a piece of soap in the lottery, and even if he was bathing and burning incense, it would be useless, let alone washing his hands.

But now it’s different. Fang Yuan thought that he picked up ten yuan at the door that day, and confidently scratched the first scratch.

[Thank you] The bold bold thank you in the winning area is caught in your eyes.

"It's normal that the first one is useless." Fang Yuan continued to scrape down one.

"Chachak" Fang Yuan quickly scratched the next lottery ticket, and the words "Thank you" were still the two words.

Fang Yuan didn't look at it much, and then scraped it down. This scratch directly scratched eight pieces, but the bold words "Thank you" in the eight pieces were particularly conspicuous.

"Are my ten percent luck too low?" Fang Yuan was obviously too optimistic about ten percent luck.

"There are two more pictures, don't panic." Fang Yuan shook his head and then started scraping, but this time he scraped a little slower, scratching the winning area bit by bit.

"Huh? No thanks?" Because of the eight thanks in succession, Fang Yuan already knew the place where the thanks were exposed first, so when this photo was exposed, he understood that this photo was definitely not thanks.

"The number eight? It's OK. I actually won five dollars. Sure enough, the luck of ten o'clock is still useful." Fang Yuan happily tore off the scratch card and put it aside.

"There is the last one, wash your hands and scrape it again." Fang Yuan wanted to scrape the last one immediately, but thinking that it was already the last one, he decided to wash your hands and continue.

Washing his hands quickly, Fang Yuan wiped his hands and scraped them up again. This time he was still careful. When his head was exposed in the winning area, Fang Yuan was happy.

"It's not thank you, I don't know what I can hit this time." Fang Yuan quickly scraped the rest of the place curiously.

"It's actually the number 36, the third prize is 3,000 yuan?" Fang Yuan was surprised when he saw the reward according to the number.

"Sure enough, I am no longer the same as before. I actually won 3,005 yuan. Hahaha, the lucky value of 10 points is still very high." Fang Yuan was very happy holding the lottery.

Fang Yuan is not happy about how much money it costs, but about getting rid of the less lucky time.

"It must be my carefully selected opening day and my signature that gave me bonuses. It's great." Fang Yuan took the lottery and went out to redeem the prize.

But as soon as he went out, he saw a tall beauty wearing a round neck robe rushing straight into the milk tea shop next door.
Chapter completed!