Forest Ranger, starting from Picking Up a Lynx Girl-Chapter 53: Scared to Death Just Like That? (Extra)

When Dr. Chen Ying answered the phone, he felt a bit hollow inside, but he knew that what needed to be known was clear to those who knew it.

"Hello, may I speak with Dr. Chen Ying? I'm calling from xy, a supplier of animal medical equipment. I wanted to ask how the device you ordered is running?"

Dr. Chen Ying's palms were a little sweaty, and he forcefully calmed himself before giving a perfunctory response to the caller. The man mentioned that their company had some additional benefits to offer and that the items were already shipped out. He asked Dr. Chen Ying to send them a photo once he received the goods.

In addition, Dr. Chen Ying's information would be entered into their company's expert database, and he might be asked to provide remote consultations if there were issues related to animal medical care.

After hanging up the phone, Dr. Chen Ying felt completely numb.

All he could say was that Brother Tong was too strong; the process was seamless and even the overseas supplier was duped...

No, that's not right. Could it be that Brother Tong hacked their system and "stole" a machine to award it to him?

[Warning Host, you may not slander the system's statistics. The system's rewards are real, and the procedures are legitimate.]

The sudden voice of the system startled Dr. Chen Ying, who wanted to retort but thought better of it. Considering he had also benefited from Brother Tong's generosity, he decided it was best to go with the flow, not knowing when he would need Brother Tong's support again.

Jinya was lying asleep in its animal shed, so Dr. Chen Ying didn't go in to disturb it but instead turned to check on Little Golden Cat.

The acupressure procedure for Little Golden Cat was just completed after today's bustling action scenes.

The little one was still thin, but its fur seemed a lot smoother.

As he touched its belly, Little Golden Cat opened its eyes to look at him, weakly sticking out its tongue to lick Dr. Chen Ying's fingers before falling back asleep.

"It's doing pretty well today. It was cooperative during the acupuncture session and managed to stand up. When placed on the acupuncture stand, it could just barely stay steady."

"That's excellent. I'll come over to administer its fumigation treatment in half an hour. Let's decrease the number of sessions today and allow it to rest more at night."

The equipment department installed a high-definition camera in the emergency room so that the central medical team and the supporting professors could monitor Little Golden Cat's condition in real time.

"I had a chat with the medical team today, and everyone is a bit worried there might be more Little Golden Cats in the mountains."

Dr. Chen Ying nodded, "I've considered this, but right now we can't determine the range of the Golden Cat's territory. The equipment department has already checked the infrared devices, but unfortunately, none of them captured any images of the Golden Cat's activities."

The same was true for that tiger. Despite encountering it twice, and it being clear that the tiger was moving within this region, it never once appeared on camera.

If it weren't for Director Bai holding them back, who knows how many research teams would rush into the Old Forest to look for it?

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The tiger's territory isn't small. Based on past experiences, since the Golden Cat was still alive when the tiger captured it, this suggests that the Golden Cat's range overlaps with this region.

But the dense mountain forest makes finding specific animals almost like finding a needle in a haystack.

After all, animals are living beings; if you go looking for them, do they not know to hide?

Only in the past two years has technology advanced rapidly, enhancing the efficiency of wildlife conservation work. With the assistance of far infrared devices, collar tracking, and other means, one can observe the development of animal populations within protected areas without leaving home.

But technology, after all, has its limitations, and human intervention is a necessary part of the equation.

Dr. Chen Ying knew he couldn't save every animal, but at least within his capacity, he was committed to doing everything in his power.

Wildlife conservationists need a deep-rooted passion to sustain their efforts over the long term.

Just like with Little Golden Cat—if Dr. Chen Ying hadn't persisted, it would have returned to the wild long ago.

He carefully picked it up and placed it on a specially made fumigation table, securing its limbs and neck as the device started to operate.

He had to supervise the entire process, watching the temperature and adjusting the medicinal fog. He also needed to turn Little Golden Cat periodically.

After the treatment, he stayed for an additional ten minutes, then wiped down its body to ensure the fur was dry.

The task wasn't difficult to describe, but it required meticulous attention, and the whole procedure took upwards of an hour.

After drying the fur, Dr. Chen Ying placed Little Golden Cat on the examination table, ready to massage it, and looked up to see a fluffy little face peeking out from the windowsill.

With a bewildered expression on her little face, she stared at Chen Ying's hand stroking the Golden Cat, her pupils gradually widening.

Xiao Song, who had been learning massage techniques nearby, took a photo of Jinya and sent it to the group chat.

[Mr. Chen secretly petting the Golden Cat got caught red-handed by Jinya!]

The group chat burst into laughter, with some asking Xiao Song to start a video—they wanted to witness the scene of Little Jin Ya throwing a tantrum.

Chen Ying, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, finished massaging Little Golden Cat and let Xiao Song take over while he went out to pacify Jinya.

Xiao Song was still streaming video when someone in the group chat commented.

"If Chen Ying had half the patience with girls as he does with Jinya, he wouldn't still be single by now."

The moment the words were spoken, the atmosphere chilled.

The smile faded from Xiao Song's eyes, and she excused herself saying she had work to do and turned off the video.

After calming down Jinya, Chen Ying came in with a bowl of minced meat paste he had prepared for the Golden Cat and saw that Xiao Song's mood had suddenly dropped significantly, so he curiously asked her what was wrong.

"It's nothing, my apologies Brother Ying, I started a video for the colleagues down the mountain, and... well..."

Xiao Song didn't know how to continue, but Chen Ying guessed the situation and didn't take it to heart.

Ever since he had voluntarily applied to work at the Rescue Station on the mountain, there had been many whispers behind his back questioning his sanity.

"It's fine, don't let irrelevant people affect you. Come, feed it a bit, then put it down to see if it can eat on its own."

The swallowing ability of Little Golden Cat was improving day by day. Initially, it needed to be fed with a syringe, then with a baby spoon, and now they were going to see if it could lick and eat on its own, which would signify a return to normalcy given enough time.

No longer needing to worry about it being in constant danger, Xiao Song took over its daily care.

Chen Ying planned to first take some photos at the Forest Cabin, then measure the dimensions. He intended to go to the town during his next day off to see if anyone was willing to take the job.

Initially, he wanted to rebuild the wooden cabin following the village's traditional methods, but this posed a problem: how to transport the wood there and deal with the wood shavings.

He then discussed with Yin Li, and both Little Sen and Duanmu also provided suggestions, deciding to go with a modern custom construction. They would process the carbonized wood panels according to measurements outside the forest, then transport them into the forest for assembly.

This method had an advantage; it would allow them to build an elevated floor, not taking up ground space in the forest, and it would also create shelter for small animals.

The only hassle was the high construction cost.

Time flew, and before he knew it, the day to part ways with Meng Yan arrived.

The little guy had a low profile at the Rescue Station, either sleeping or dozing off while eating.

Having been cared for so long, its fur had returned to its original completeness, and one wouldn't notice that it had spent a month with hairless legs unless they looked closely.

The stress from its injuries had a severe effect, and the little guy no longer frolicked up high; instead, its favorite spot was the makeshift wooden bar in the Animal Shed, less than a meter off the ground.

Meng Yan would have to be quarantined again for a while at Panda Valley before being released to roam freely, and the preparations for its reception were already in place.

Chen Ying didn't need to accompany Meng Yan to Panda Valley, as the Rescue Center would have staff take it there.

But just before leaving, Meng Yan suddenly clung to the railing and called out to Chen Ying a few times, as if thanking him for treating its injuries.

However, what Chen Ying really heard was not words of gratitude.

This Red Panda knew it was leaving and was venting all the resentment it had bottled up!

Timid yet aggressive—that described it perfectly.

The problem was, Jinya was not happy; its Two-legged Beast had been insulted by a little creature, a sheer defiance of the Heavenly Gang!

Watching Jinya rushing over baring its teeth, Meng Yan's grip loosened and it flopped down stiffly.

"No way, did it just die of fright?"

The faces of the onlookers changed drastically, and they all rushed over.