Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 448

Chapter 448 He lost love

Veterinary clinic.

Blake MacNeil brought the wolfhound out. Previously, the wolfhound had been poisoned, appearing emaciated with dull fur, unable to stand.

After a few days of treatment at the clinic, it recovered remarkably. Although it still looked quite thin, its spirit had greatly improved.

Back at the Crawford’s house, Bettany Levine came out of the sunroom holding a pot of flowers. Upon seeing Lilly Crawford bringing back another dog, she exclaimed in surprise, “Is this the wolfhound you mentioned before?”

Lilly Crawford, holding the dog’s leash, nodded and said, “Yes, Granny, can I keep it?”

They already had a cat and a dog at home, and Lilly Crawford wasn’t sure if Granny would agree. If she didn’t, then Daddy could take it back to MacNeil’s house.

Bettany Levine nodded and said, “Sure, you can. However.”

Lilly Crawford felt a tightening in her heart.

-Bettany Levine looked at the wolf dog.

It was tall, but too thin.

“Tell Margaret to get some food! It’s so skinny,” she exclaimed.

Lilly Crawford let out a sigh of relief and exclaimed happily, “Thank you, Granny!”

She started running inside with the dog when suddenly she heard Bettany Levine say, “Wait!”

Lilly Crawford’s heart tightened again… Did Granny change her mind?

“Granny?” she turned around, puzzled, and asked.

Bettany Levine squinted her eyes and stared at Lilly Crawford’s forehead. “What happened to your forehead?”

This time, Blake MacNeil’s heart tightened.

He didn’t apply any medicine this time!

Such a small red swelling, Old Mrs. Crawford noticed it.

Blake MacNeil ruffled Lilly Crawford’s head, accidentally pushing her stray hair down to form bangs that covered her forehead.

“It’s nothing, just a mosquito bite,” he said.

Bettany Levine placed the flowerpot she was holding and wiped her hands with a towel as she walked over. “Is that so?”

Blake MacNeil coughed, pressing his fist against his lips. “Yeah. Oh, by the way, I need to go upstairs to take care of something.”

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After saying that, he walked away.

Bettany Levine bent down and lifted Lilly Crawford’s stay hair from her forehead, only to discover a thumb-sized red and slightly bruised bump.

Her face instantly tightened, and she exclaimed, “Blaagaake Maaaaac Necccccceil!”

With his long legs, Blake MacNeil practically crossed the door in just two steps, disappearing from sight.

Lilly Crawford smiled, her eyes shining, as she reached out her little hand to touch the top of Old Mrs. Crawford’s head. Don’t teorry, Granny, it doesn’t hurt at all I was playing with the dog, and it accidentally threw a stone that hit me.”

She was being honest, narrating how she played the gate of throwing stones with the dog, animatedly describing the fun they had.

Bettany Levine, however, frowned.

The stone, soaked in dog saliva, hit Lilly’s forehead….

Looking at the bruised area, who knows if it broke the skin?

After dinner, come with me to get a tetanus shot.”

Lilly Crawford’s smile instantly froze: “P”

After dinner, Lilly Crawford dragged her feet, sometimes saying she wanted to feed the parrot, sometimes the cat, and sometimes mentioning feeding the wolfhound.

She also wanted to give the wolfhound a name.

Lilly Crawford didn’t want to go anyway…

Big Head Hannah laughed. “Lils, are you scared? Last time I went for a shot, you weren’t like this!”

Lilly Crawford defended herself, “Nonsense, I’m not scared at all! It’s just that the wolfhound isn’t feeling well… It was poisoned by someone. Daddy said its stomach got burned, so I have to feed it.”

Josh Crawford chimed in, “Exactly!”

Lils isn’t afraid of anything, why would she be scared of a sho