Watching Wang Qiqi go to work, Ansheng asked Lin Bingyun to take him back to school to retrieve his saddlebag left in the dorm administrator's room and to return a phone at the Qinling Panda Ecological Protection Base in the back mountain.
Ansheng once again saw the takin.
It was lying sideways on a hammock, sleeping, with steel pins on its chest to fix its bones, wearing something similar to an adult diaper like the one the forest musk deer wore before.
Ansheng was full of bewilderment, not recalling ever hitting the cow with glee.
"It couldn't walk steadily on its own, tried to hit me, and fell hard on its butt," the fat cat vowed solemnly.
Ansheng looked at the fat cat, whose face was honest and naive, perfectly showcasing the adorable demeanor of the cutest national treasure.
"Yes! It fell on its own."
Master Fulu looked meaningful, patted the fat cat's thigh, and spoke.
The fat cat took advantage of the takin's weakened state.
