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?”

lips. “Yeah. Oh, by the way, I need

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saying that, he walked

Crawford’s stay hair from her

tightened, and she

MacNeil practically crossed the door in

her little hand to touch the top of Old Mrs. Crawford’s head. Don’t teorry, Granny, it

honest, narrating how she played the gate of

Bettany Levine, however, frowned.

soaked in dog

the bruised area, who knows

me to get a

smile

to feed the parrot, sometimes

wanted to give the wolfhound a

want to

Head Hannah laughed. “Lils, are you scared? Last time I went for a shot,

well… It was poisoned by someone. Daddy said its stomach got burned, so I have

chimed in,

why would she be scared of

shot is like

steps, leaning on her knees, watching

family welcomes an

her own

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

bird, one tortoise, one cat,

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tilted her head,

tail and quietly moved behind

perched on a tree, eyeing

to Bailey’s shoulder and playfully nudged her head with her beak. “Hey, man, do you know what bigvent is about to

it all in stride, offering

said, “You say you

Bailey:

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is that it’s a major event, to the point where ‘rivers of blood’ wouldn’t be an exaggeration.. As for what it is,

Bailey:

Crawford, Josh Crawford, and Big

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