Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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.

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

fist against his lips. “Yeah. Oh, by the way, I need to go upstairs to take

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that, he walked

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

tightened, and she exclaimed, “Blaagaake Maaaaac

practically crossed the door

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 hurt

was being honest, narrating how she played the gate of throwing stones with the

Bettany Levine, however, frowned.

soaked in dog

who

with me to

smile instantly

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

give the wolfhound

Crawford didn’t want

you scared? Last time I went

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

Crawford chimed in,

isn’t afraid of anything, why would she be

is like

leaning on her

welcomes

realm of pets, Polly’s position was unshakable, at least in her own mind,

these two unwavering members, there were also Bellflower, the calico cat, Bailey, the stray dog who lost a companion, and the

tortoise, one

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head, looking at

his tail and quietly moved behind Lilly Crawford. He acted as if he was a

eyeing Polly with a hunting

shoulder to Bailey’s shoulder and playfully nudged her head with her beak. “Hey, man, do

all in stride, offering

said, “You say you don’t

Bailey:

H

won’t say 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

Bailey:

Crawford, and

Belmont squinted his eyes and glanced