Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 769 Noah and the Eagle (Part 2)

"I'm still too kind."

Noah let out a deep sigh, looking at the hawk.

The hawk was also looking at him, but this time, its gaze wasn't as cold, almost showing some warmth. Frowning, Noah was pondering. Since he couldn't throw the rock at it, he had to take a risk.

With determination, Noah cautiously approached and struggled to remove the ring from the hawk's foot.

The hawk warily flapped its wings once, startling Noah, who flinched. The hawk then retracted its wings, no longer trying to intimidate him.

Noah continued to work on removing the ring, saying as he did, "Don't be alarmed, I just want to retrieve this ring. I don't intend to harm you. This ring belongs to my mom and should be returned to its rightful owner." With its foot injured and unable to move, the hawk could only watch Noah with a hint of understanding.

After a while, Noah finally took off the ring. He took a wet tissue from his small backpack, carefully wiped off the bloodstains from the ring, then delicately stored it away, put his backpack on, and prepared to leave. However, looking at the eagle, Noah felt a pang of guilt.

It was injured, unable to fly, and now stuck in this secluded valley. Its owner might not find it for a while, and if other wild beasts attacked, it would be left here to die.

Thinking of this, Noah opened his backpack, took out a first aid kit, and approached the eagle cautiously. "I'll bandage you. Don't move, okay?"

at him, but its eyes had

medicine powder

had medical staff at home, so he knew these simple steps, although he had never practiced them before, and the

sighed and said, "I thought I was coming here today to check things out, and I was worried about getting hurt, so I brought the first aid kit. I didn't expect it to

aback, then chuckled, "Your voice sounds just like

the mention of this name, the eagle became even more excited, as if it found the name very

is a little parrot. You've seen it before, the little parrot that flew out to

tending to its other wounds, but unfortunately, the medical supplies in his kit were too few,

tried to lift the eagle, but it was too heavy for

up there. Otherwise, your owner won't

placed the eagle on it, and then laboriously

"caws," its sharp gaze now

dragged the hawk halfway up the mountain, his young hands now scraped

moment, a familiar shout suddenly came

"Young Master Noah!"

"Young Master..."