Sun Yan quickly arrived at the mansion with the vet, who gave Sweet Heart a full-body examination. The result was that not only did Sweet Heart have no illness, but he was also in great health.
As for its fasting and poor spirits, those were purely acts of self-abuse and had nothing to do with illness.
"You little beast, you deserve it!"
On the drive returning Sweet Heart to the villa on the mountain, Sun Yan was by no means polite to it.
"Awoo..."
Sitting in the backseat, Sweet Heart looked back, as if hoping its owner would change their mind and come to take it back.
Seeing it through the rearview mirror, Sun Yan warned, "Behave yourself when we get to the mountain, and don't cause any trouble or seek death!"
"Woo!"
Sweet Heart howled with its head tilted back, showing some resistance.
"I've never seen a dog as badass as you!"
"Woof!"
"Do you get out of breath just because I called you fat?"
"Woof!"
