Chapter 446: Pokémon Fever
"There is no registered message." Junshalei took out something similar to an atlas, shone it on Nidolan, and then said something with a frown. Heath didn't quite understand, he just watched from the side. This instrument looked very much like an atlas, but there were some differences. It might be an instrument used internally by Junshalei.
"Little guy, can you come over here?" Junshalei stretched out her hand with a smile, but it attracted the attack of Nidoran. A poisonous sting almost stabbed Junshalei, but Junshalei reacted quickly and avoided the attack this time. Nidoran's expression also became more alert. Heath raised his eyebrows. Heath heard what Zoroark translated, but there was no need to tell Junshalei at this time. After all, Heath was not a psychic, and he had never demonstrated his ability to understand the Pokémon language.
But even if Heath didn't understand, he knew that at this time Nidolan had become aggressive towards Heath and Junshalei, which was a bit troublesome.
"This little guy is really fierce." Jun Shalei smiled. She didn't care, but skillfully took out a Poké Ball from her pocket and threw it on the ground. Then a Jigglypuff appeared in Heath's food cart. Heath blinked. What was he planning to do?
But Heath soon understood , because this Jigglypuff started singing, and Nidoran became drowsy after hearing it. Junshalei had already handed the earplugs to Heath, and she also put on a pair. Heath took them and put them on with a smile. This Jigglypuff had a good grasp of hypnosis. Heath just listened to a little bit and felt a kind of sleepiness after staying up late.
Fortunately, with the earplugs, Heath's problem was solved. Nidoran had nowhere to hide, so he fell powerlessly on the ground and fell asleep. At this time, Jun Shalei carefully picked up Nidoran, then took out a strange instrument from the backpack beside her and placed it on the table, then placed Nidoran on the instrument. Soon, a series of numbers popped up. Heath took a glance and found it was something he could not understand at all. Heath felt like an illiterate at the moment.
"This little guy must have been abandoned." Jun Shalei's expression became very bad, as if someone owed her tens of thousands of dollars and hadn't paid it back.
And Heath also noticed that Nidoran's condition seemed to drop suddenly.
"Why?" Heath was very curious. Although he guessed that the little guy might have been abandoned, he couldn't be sure. After all, such things were not so easy to confirm. But Jun Shalei now seemed to be somewhat certain.
"Because she is sick, with a severe Pokémon fever. Now she looks very energetic and fierce, and it's all because of the adrenaline." Jun Shalei's expression was very bad. She carefully put the Nidoran into a glass box in her backpack.
Heath blinked. He understood some of it. Pokémon fever was a disease. Just like people would get sick, Pokémon would naturally get sick too. Some diseases that were unique to Pokémons were very troublesome. For example, Pokémon fever was probably about the same status as parvovirus in dogs and infectious peritonitis in cats in previous lives. Both were diseases with a high mortality rate, a low treatment rate, and relatively high costs.
As for adrenaline...
Heath narrowed his eyes. He remembered the dog he had bought in his previous life. Heath was still a child at that time. He used his New Year's money to buy a golden retriever at a flower and bird market. It turned out to be a puppy. At first it was very energetic and lively, but soon the dog became sick. Heath took the dog to see a veterinarian. The veterinarian told him that the dog had parvovirus and the success rate of treatment was very low. It might cost thousands of dollars. At that time, poor Heath had no money at all. He could only watch with tears in his eyes as the little golden retriever he bought died in his arms.
At that time, Heath learned a term, "weekend dogs" and "weekend cats", which specifically refer to pets that are sick but become very energetic and vibrant after being given injections. These pets do not live long, often less than a week, because the effect of the medicine wears off and they will soon die of the illness. The cost of treatment is very high, and many people often do not pay. This cannot be blamed on others. After all, it is very difficult to muster up the courage to spend thousands of dollars to treat a pet that you have bought for a few days.
But even so, Heath was very unhappy with these people. When cats and dogs were sick , instead of thinking about treating the illness, they thought about giving them injections and then selling them cheaply, which was cheating and harming people.
"So is there any hope?" Heath was not very worried. Pokémon fever was not an infectious disease. Although the disease was very lethal, the conditions for transmission were very harsh. Similar to rabies, it could only be transmitted by being bitten or caught. Moreover, it was only transmitted to Pokémon. The bacteria would die quickly on humans.
"I don't know. If we had sent it to Joey, there might have been a chance, but she was injected with adrenaline, and I..." Jun Shalei sighed, then hurriedly took the Nidoran away. Heath followed. He wanted to see this Nidoran. Although Heath had only met this little guy and knew him for about two hours, he still felt a little concerned, probably because he thought of his own little guy in his previous life.
Miss Joy came out quickly and walked into the examination room carrying Nidoran , but soon, Miss Joy came out with a sigh and shook her head.
Heath was stunned for a moment. He stood up and looked into the room. Nidoran was lying there quietly with his eyes closed. His little body seemed to be motionless.
"This little guy has been sick for at least five days and has missed the best time for treatment." Miss Joy sighed, then took out a form and handed it to Jun Shalei. Jun Shalei took it silently and began to fill it out. Only then did Heath know that Jun Shalei was a member of the special team in the Junsha team who was responsible for dealing with abandoned Pokémon issues.
Nidoran will be sent for cremation, and his ashes will probably be sent for special treatment. This is what happens to abandoned Pokémon that died of illness.
Heath felt a little tight in his chest. He had always thought that humans and Pokémon should live in harmony in the Pokémon world, but he didn't expect something like this to happen.
"Don't be too sad, it's not your fault. It's good enough that you thought of asking us to handle it." Jun Shalei patted Heath's shoulder and comforted Heath, whose expression was obviously not right. Heath nodded, but he still felt a little blocked in his heart.
Heath looked back at the processing room and saw Miss Joy had already picked up the little Nidoran and put it in a white bag.
