Yang Shun and the HR manager exchanged a glance and walked to the right.
Xie Sen followed them to the entrance of the first-floor lobby. Four or five people stood there. One of the two in front was a maintenance worker wearing a white outfit similar to Yang Shun's. He was apologizing profusely to the man in the purple shirt across from him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'm so sorry."
"What's the use of saying sorry?" the purple-clad man said hoarsely, his eyes red. "You hurt Xiao'er. It's so scared now. Maybe it'll be afraid of injections from now on."
He was holding a white ball, its entire body buried in his arms, only its short, round tail visible. The lower left side of its tail was stained with blood, which was particularly noticeable against the white fur.
As he spoke, he gently stroked the ball's back with his right hand and walked out. "I will definitely file a complaint against you. I wonder who would dare to give their contract to you for treatment again?"
"Please wait," Yang Shun called out, stepping forward. His voice was gentle, easily endearing. Perhaps because of this, the purple-clad man paused and looked at Yang Shun.
The moment he saw Yang Shun, his expression turned even uglier: "Manager Yang, I think you should be more strict in recruiting."
The caregiver felt guilty, and after hearing what he said, he couldn't help but feel aggrieved. He whispered: "It kicked suddenly, and I accidentally hurt it. I really didn't mean to. I'm a professional."
"Xiao Ke." Yang Shun shouted in disapproval.
The purple-clothed man was even more angry when he heard this: "You mean it's all my little ear's fault, and it has nothing to do with you, right?" He took a breath, "Not only is your business not good, but you're also shirking responsibility. If your professional level and shirking responsibility are the same level, then I absolutely admit that you are professional."
He was furious and didn't intend to leave: "You don't admit it, right? I'm going to make a complaint now. It's a good opportunity to have reporters come and broadcast the whole process live, so that no one will be cheated by your care center in the future."
"Mr. Lin," Yang Shun's tone was still gentle and unhurried, "I think the most important thing now is to bandage Xiao'er and then give it treatment. What do you think? The longer you delay, the longer it will hurt."
Mr. Lin looked at the injured and shivering Bai Tuan, his eyes full of heartache: "How can you trust you? I came here to treat Xiao'er's flu, but I didn't get the injection and got injured instead!"
Yang Shun said: "We are both females with contracted beasts. I can understand your feelings. I promise that there will be no problems again. I will bandage it myself."
Mr. Lin hesitated for a moment and nodded: "I trust you again. If Xiao'er's body hadn't been shaking more and more, and there was no other care center nearby, I would definitely change to another one."
Yang Shun said sincerely: "Thank you for your trust, please follow me."
Yang Shun took Mr. Lin into the hall, and the caregiver followed nervously behind. Xie Sen looked at the human resources manager, hesitating whether he should follow.
The HR manager said, "Go with Manager Yang. He'll assign you the relevant work. I'll send you the contract as soon as possible."
Xie Sen hurriedly thanked him, "Thank you, Manager," and trotted after Yang Shun.
They arrived at a clinic. Yang Shun took out the wound cleaning tools and sterilizer and instructed Mr. Lin to place the white mass on a cushion on the table.
The purple-clad man moved his hand slightly away, and the mass immediately arched against him, trembling violently in a state of panic.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," he soothed, then asked Yang Shun, "What should we do? Moving like this will only cause more bleeding."
Yang Shun walked over to him and asked Xiao Ke, "Left hind leg?" Xiao Ke nodded.
Yang Shun looked at the mass, its head and limbs huddled together, then at Mr. Lin, who was filled with worry, and gently suggested, "Follow its back and quickly lower it. Don't let go of it, give it a sense of security."
Mr. Lin did as Yang Shun instructed, and the mass finally touched the cushion, instantly turning its head and burying its head against him, trembling and letting out a startled cry.
Only then did Xie Sen realize that the white ball was actually a short-eared rabbit.
"That won't work," Mr. Lin said, distressed. "Is there no way to calm it down?"
"We can give it a sedative," Xiao Ke said from the side.
Yang Shun frowned slightly. Mr. Lin angrily said, "What are you talking about? Flu injections won't work. It's already injured. Do you want it to suffer any more?"
"No, don't worry, we won't use a sedative," Yang Shun said gently but firmly.
He turned on his personal bracelet. "Short-eared rabbits are sensitive and easily frightened. We have music specially designed to relax them, but it will take some time."
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Xie Sen and he paused. "Xiao Sen, try it."
Xie Sen was stunned by the address, then understood what Yang Shun meant. He walked over to Mr. Lin and said, "It's so cute. Can I pet it?"
Mr. Lin hesitated. Yang Shun said, "It's our new employee. It has a strong affinity for animals."
Seeing Mr. Lin nod, Xie Sen reached out and gently touched Xiao Er's back. He immediately felt Xiao Er tremble.
Xiao'er shifted, unconsciously arching his body, pressing his back closer to Xie Sen's palm. He lifted his head from his master's arm and rubbed against him.
"It's stopped trembling!" Mr. Lin exclaimed after a moment.
"You two should put it on the cushion together, and don't let your hands leave its back," Yang Shun said.
The touch of Mr. Lin and Xie Sen gave Xiao'er a great sense of security, and Xiao'er lay compliantly on the cushion. With steady and swift movements, Yang Shun quickly treated the wound and injected the flu medication.
"Okay, let him rest now," Yang Shun said.
"Thank you so much," Mr. Lin said, looking at Xie Sen. "What's your name? I'd like to reserve you and hope you'll become Xiao'er's personal trainer."
Xie Sen was delighted by the small words 'Gratitude Energy 1, Total 4' that appeared before him. He waved his hand, "I'm still in my internship, and I still need to learn."
He felt a surge of excitement. Earning the gratitude energy of a contracted female beast seemed so simple!
He really likes this job. Not only can he make money, but he can also collect energy. He decided to use the same enthusiasm for studying as he did for the college entrance examination to quickly master the skills of a maintenance technician. He must stay!
Mr. Lin was surprised: "You are so good and you are still in the internship period?"
Xie Sen smiled awkwardly. His affinity is entirely due to the plant system and has nothing to do with him.
Yang Shun smiled and said, "All our employees need to undergo strict entry assessments. His name is Xie Sen. There is no fixed position during the internship period. If you trust him, you can make an appointment in advance to assist him in the future when you are doing maintenance for Xiao'er."
Mr. Lin looked at Xiao'er who had regained his vitality and coughed lightly: "I was so angry before that I said those angry words. You are indeed very professional," he smiled, "I will definitely make an appointment in advance next time."
Xie Sen did not expect that this sentence would become the most common words he heard in the maintenance center.