I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan Chapter 1017 - 749: Trait

In her eyes, this dog is like her son, so it’s normal for the other person to call it dog-son.

Then, Sakura turned the dog’s head and pried open its mouth to let Xia Liang examine it closely.

After checking, Xia Liang felt a bit puzzled.

Looking at the dog’s health, there’s no problem at all; it’s very healthy.

But since it refuses to eat, there’s definitely sothing wrong.

While Xia Liang was perplexed, he suddenly glanced and saw so black residue on the dog’s teeth, which looked like sothing familiar.

Considering this, Xia Liang’s heart skipped, and he imdiately understood why this dog refused to eat.

"So, can you tell what illness my son has?"

Sakura saw this, and hurriedly asked.

"Yes, I figured it out."

Xia Liang nodded and said.

"Then tell , does he need dication, what kind of traditional dicine to use, quickly write a prescription!"

Sakura was anxious, urging.

"You haven’t paid the consultation fee, how can I treat it?"

"Your dog’s illness is quite serious, and my prescription is rather special, so it costs one-tenth of a currency unit!"

Xia Liang said casually.

"Ah! One-tenth, why so expensive, why don’t you just go robbing!"

Sakura’s face changed slightly, she couldn’t help herself from being angry.

"You don’t have to consult, but that’s the value of my dical skills."

"Besides, don’t you cherish your dog-son a lot? You bought him for five yuan, usually feeding him high-end dog food and snacks, the expenses over these years have surely exceeded one yuan!"

Xia Liang asked indifferently.

"Uh, that’s true, okay, one-tenth it is, give an account number, I’ll transfer the money now!"

Sakura hesitated for a mont, thought carefully, and felt there’s no fault in his words, so she asked for the bank account.

After seeing the money transferred to the bank account, Xia Liang’s expression didn’t change much.

"Now can you talk about how to cure my son?"

Sakura stared at Xia Liang, impatiently asked.

"Here’s what you do, go buy so stinky tofu or a can of herring to feed your dog-son."

"The stinkier, the better!"

Xia Liang said lightly.

Sakura was taken aback, and sowhat angrily said: "Doctor Xia, what do you an by ’the stinkier, the better’ kind of food?"

"My son has been pampered with the finest delicacies since childhood, he’s never eaten anything with a foul sll."

"And stuff like stinky tofu, herring cans, they are practically like feces, how could I feed those to my son!"

She felt Xia Liang was ssing with her, tricking her out of money!

Otherwise, why give such a trash idea instead of properly treating her son?

Xia Liang patiently explained: "Your dog-son has developed a scent recognition disorder, as the saying goes, ’a dog can’t stop eating feces.’"

"Of course, so dogs indeed don’t eat feces, but they like that sll."

"So, I suggest you try it, prepare so really slly food for your dog-son at each al."

Xia Liang said this, not on a whim, or to deliberately prank Sakura.

It was based on his observations of the Teddy.

Just now, he noticed food residue seed to be on the Teddy’s teeth, and that residue looked like feces.

That’s why Xia Liang said what he said.

Initially, this Teddy was pampered, always fed high-quality dog food and snacks, not prone to eating feces.

But once it inadvertently tasted a bit, it was like opening the door to a new world, activating the ancestral genes of dogs.

Therefore, it turned into this state.

Showing no interest in any food from Sakura!

And soone as refined as Sakura surely wouldn’t feed it sothing stinky.

So this Teddy beca thinner and thinner day by day.

"Whoa, turns out it’s because of this, a dog can’t stop eating feces, your dog actually needs feces!"

"Amazing! This idea is brilliant!"

"Haha, soone like Sakura who leads such an exquisite life surely hasn’t eaten stinky tofu, I suggest you try it, heh heh!"

"I bet if Doctor Xia didn’t think it inappropriate, he’d directly suggest Sakura feed the dog feces!"

"Sakura, Doctor Xia suggests you give your son a taste of feces!"

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Sakura’s expression shifted unpredictably, but looking at the emaciated Teddy in front of her, she decided to try it.

"If you dare trick , I’ll sue you!"

Sakura fiercely warned.

Then, she took the Teddy out, hailed a cab, and headed straight to Gourt Street.

There were shops selling stinky tofu on Gourt Street, but she used to avoid them from far away.

But today, for her dog-son’s sake, she had to buy such disgusting stuff, making her feel she was going to great lengths.

However, once there, Sakura eventually paid soone to buy a box of stinky tofu, then found a secluded place and placed it before her dog-son.

As a result, the Teddy rely sniffed and turned its head away.

"Doctor Xia, did you see that? Your thod doesn’t work at all!"

Sakura aggressively questioned.

"I ntioned it has to be really stinky stuff, sothing as slly as feces."

"Your stinky tofu surely isn’t authentic, otherwise the Teddy would definitely eat it."

Xia Liang smiled slightly and said.

"Where am I supposed to find authentic stinky tofu, you’re practically saying nothing at all!"

Sakura said angrily.

"You don’t necessarily need stinky tofu, herring cans will do."

Xia Liang suggested.

The stench of herring cans, compared to regular stinky tofu, is way more overpowering, not sothing an ordinary person can handle.

Online, you can see many anchors specializing in earning money from eating obscure cuisine, they couldn’t help but throw up when facing herring cans.

But stinky tofu is different, ordinary people can eat it with relish.

And hardly anyone usually buys herring cans.

"Fine, I’ll trust you once more!"

Sakura said through gritted teeth.

Imdiately, she went to a nearby supermarket, bought a box of herring cans, found a secluded spot, opened the lid, and the overwhelming stench almost made her puke her overnight al!

For a refined woman like her, facing herring cans was worse than dying.

But before she could place the herring can in front of the Teddy, the Teddy suddenly acted as if awakening from slumber, its eyes lit up, and it sprang up, pouncing toward the herring can in Sakura’s hand.

It had gone six or seven days without eating, and during those days, it showed no interest in any food.