I have a wildlife zoo

In the afternoon, Fang Ye was studying at his computer desk when he received a phone call.

It was from Lü Jiamu!

As soon as Fang Ye saw the caller ID, he guessed it was probably about the macaque issue, which they had just discussed in the morning meeting.

After all, the macaques had just been grouped together these past few days, the Monkey King had yet to be determined, and it was mating season, so fights were bound to be fierce.

Prepared for bad news, he answered the phone, "Hello?"

As expected, Lü Jiamu spoke with a sigh, "Director, the macaques just fought, White Brow... White Brow is about to die."

Fang Ye exclaimed in shock, "Ah! What happened?!"

Lü Jiamu explained, "It seems a stronger monkey took a liking to one of his former mates, and White Brow confronted him. The two monkeys fought fiercely. Although we quickly removed White Brow from the fight, by the time we got him to the vet, he was already struggling to hang on. Lin Ying says there's no hope."

Fang Ye's chest heaved as he took a few breaths, finally letting out a helpless sigh, "Eh!"

He hurried to the veterinary hospital and saw White Brow lying on the bed, his face a bloody mess, with his fur peeled back on his neck revealing a deep claw mark, and his fur soaked in blood, his eyes closed.

Lin Ying and a few veterinarians, along with Lü Jiamu, stood by with sorrowful expressions.

Fang Ye asked, "Is he still alive?" Experience more content on empire

He casually scanned White Brow with the Eye of Observation.

[Ordinary macaque: White Brow

Age: 18

Mood: Reluctant

Health Status: Critically injured, on the verge of death]

Lin Ying, without her usual cheerfulness, said, "He's hanging on to his last breath, but there's no saving him from these injuries."

The group stood in silence, watching over White Brow.

After a moment, White Brow struggled to barely open his eyelids, revealing brown eyes filled with a weak gaze that was heartbreakingly pitiful.

His eyes gently moved, looking somewhat moist, and turned to Fang Ye, then Lü Jiamu. His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

His paw reached out a little toward them.

Lü Jiamu then squatted down and gently held White Brow's paw in his hand.

The macaque's paw was much smaller than a human's, only needing the index finger and thumb to grasp it.

White Brow then closed his eyes again, his body heaved as he breathed laboriously, "huffing and puffing."

After a minute or two, his eyes suddenly snapped open and his legs kicked out forcefully!

Then his eyelids gradually closed, his paw released its grip, and his chest no longer moved.

He had drawn his last breath.

Lü Jiamu rubbed his eyes as tears uncontrollably flowed down his cheeks.

He had spent so many years with White Brow, and their bond was deep!

Fang Ye patted his shoulder in comfort, and Lin Ying kindly offered him a tissue.

Fang Ye said, "Do you want to take a break today?"

Lü Jiamu took the tissue, wiped his tears, and after a while looked up with a bitter smile, "It's fine, it's fine, no need for a break."

He was an experienced animal keeper by now.

When he first started as an animal keeper, he would be quite struck by the death of an animal, sometimes even feeling guilty if an animal died due to his own lack of careful attention.

However, over time, he no longer felt as saddened by the deaths, not because he became indifferent to the animals or got used to it, but because he realized dwelling too much on the animals would affect his work.

There were other animals that needed his care.

The zoo is a place that confronts life and death!

Fang Ye said, "Yeah, if you want to take a leave, just let me know!"

...

White Brow had grown accustomed to being the Monkey King and was unwilling to submit to a lower status, but among the newly integrated monkeys, there were plenty stronger than him.

All of them had been killed, which indicated the ferociousness of the battles, where even in defeat, they refused to surrender without a fight.

In death, they still retained their dignity, proof of their once mighty spirit as the Monkey King.

Fang Ye's bond with White Brow wasn't as deep as Lü Jiamu's, so he wasn't heartbroken and crying, but he still felt a little down.

If it had been a peafowl or a snake that had died, perhaps only their respective animal keepers would have been saddened, but with an animal like a macaque, the feelings it elicits are somewhat different.

Wandering near the rescue enclosures behind the veterinary hospital, Black Whirlwind was energetically building a nest with leaves in its mouth.

Black Whirlwind had been rescued some time ago, and daily human contact to feed and give it leaves had lessened its fear of people.

Upon seeing Fang Ye, it didn't immediately hide in a corner but cautiously glanced at him, and seeing that he wasn't looking its way, continued with its own activities.

After aimlessly strolling, Fang Ye headed towards the tiger exhibit.

...

The tiger exhibit!

Fang Ye walked into the display area and straight up to the hillside, where he sat on a fallen log.

Gazing down at the dark, lush pool of water, the verdant grassland.

Ice Cake was soundly asleep behind a rock, while Jiaojiao was strolling nearby.

Jiaojiao seemed to detect Fang Ye's presence in the scent carried by the wind and turned her head to look in his direction, then quickly ran up the hill.

As she approached Fang Ye, her pace gradually slowed, and her amber tiger eyes looked at him, puzzled as to why today Fang Ye wasn't greeting her.

She then paced up to him, pushing her large face close to Fang Ye's head.

At that moment, Fang Ye was feeling low and hung his head slightly.

So Jiaojiao bent down her body as well, tilting her head and carefully examining Fang Ye's expression.

Hmm, the director is not in a good mood today!

Usually, when he saw her, he had a bright smile on his face.

She then stood up, pressing her fluffy, black-striped and white-cheeked face against Fang Ye's, rubbing it against him as she moved forward.

From cheek to neck!

It was as if she was comforting him, "Don't be sad! I'm rubbing against you!"

"Hehe."

The gesture from Jiaojiao amused Fang Ye somewhat, and indeed, it lifted his spirits considerably.

After rubbing against him, Jiaojiao stood behind him and placed a paw on Fang Ye's shoulder, rubbing her chin against him, then circled to his side, lay down on the ground, and began licking the hand that rested on his lap.

Fang Ye felt a wet patch on his hand and a tickling sensation, and as he turned his head, he locked eyes with Jiaojiao's tender tiger gaze, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Eh, you little kitty, how are you so good at comforting people?"

He wrapped both hands around the sides of Jiaojiao's muzzle, rubbing her fluffy cheeks!

Jiaojiao's whiskers were ruffled uncomfortably, and she shook her big head, deciding to press her front paws on Fang Ye's legs and stretched her head into his embrace, rubbing her chest repeatedly, her nose puffing out breaths.

"It's okay, I'm feeling better now!"

Fang Ye patted Jiaojiao's head, and spoke to her quite sentimentally about the day's events, "Today, a macaque died, one of the old staff just like you, who's been in the zoo for a very long time... the keeper who looked after it cried..."

Jiaojiao lay in Fang Ye's arms, quietly listening.