Xiao Song finished his work, then turned his head to look out the window at the two people and one cat, smiling.
"Brother Ying, Little Golden Cat just stood up on its own, even though it was only for two seconds, but things are looking up."
Nothing was more gratifying than seeing the rewards of one's efforts.
With Jinya there, he couldn't go in to see Golden Cat. Thrilled, Chen Ying hugged Jinya close to the glass.
"Jinya, that's Golden Cat's little brother, it's very strong, just like you were at the start, enduring such severe injuries but still determined to survive."
Jinya might not have understood fully, but it could sense the joyful emotions of the two familiar humans beside it.
Gazing through its big beautiful eyes at the tiny figure inside the ICU, Jinya tapped the glass gently.
"Awoo, don't worry, I'll help take care of it."
Different species doesn't matter, we're all cats, and when we close our eyes, we all end up buried in the same ground.