Animal Whisperer: Take Back My Life and Love Chapter 165: The Anatomy Of A Crush

At that moment, the little macaque was thoroughly confused. "Miss Nancy, why is this bird's nest so bald and slippery?"

Director Garrett froze mid-pet. After hearing Nancy's translation, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The room erupted into a roar of laughter.

Meanwhile, the young and refined Commissioner Quinton did not escape his own disaster. He had just taken off his gold-rimmed glasses and was holding a magnifying glass, leaning in close to inspect a raccoon's teeth.

In a split second, the curious alpaca, Marshmallow, reached out and snatched the glasses right off his face! The little alpaca began chewing on the frames like they were a delicious chew toy.

Highly nearsighted, Commissioner Quinton was forced to squint into the blur, helplessly reaching out. "Good boy... you can't eat that..."

After the meticulous and professional examinations by the three titans, it was confirmed that three animals required surgery. Since it was too late to start today, pre-operative preparations and specific surgical plans needed to be drafted.

The three experts pulled out their phones on the spot and started a group chat with Nancy and Autumn, efficiently setting a schedule. One expert claimed the surgery for next Tuesday, another took the slot for their team on Thursday, and a third opted for the weekend when more time was available.

The veterinary giants decided to follow the schedule, taking turns bringing their elite teams to Loren Zoo to personally lead the surgeries for these little cuties.

As the experts and their teams were packing up their equipment to head out, Nancy did a final headcount and suddenly noticed something. "Wait? Why is there an extra one?"

A keeper was holding a glass tank containing a limp, dejected white snake—Mist, the zoo's famous hopeless romantic.

The keeper quickly explained, "Mist has been listless all day, so I thought I'd bring her along for the experts to see..."

Before the keeper could finish, the sick Mist suddenly bolted onto Commissioner Quinton's desk. She raised her head, her hissing sounding incredibly frail and weak.

"Doctor... I feel unwell all over. My scales are dry, my heart is racing. Can you give me a thorough check-up?" After speaking, she even rubbed her head against the back of Quinton's hand.

As the head of the Municipal Wildlife Rescue Station, Quinton had rescued many fierce wild animals and wasn't afraid of snakes. He pushed up his freshly retrieved glasses and asked Nancy seriously, "Miss Nancy, where specifically does it say it feels uncomfortable?"

Nancy facepalmed. "Commissioner Quinton, ignore her." She isn't sick; she's just having a crush episode."

Quinton nodded thoughtfully. Instead of pushing Mist away, he professionally donned his gloves and used an examination rod to gently lift her body. His tone was gentle but incredibly serious.

He noted that from an external perspective, this leucistic Pit Viper had a beautiful physique, with perfectly aligned scales and a bright luster, indicating a very healthy individual.

Mist's body twisted with pride. "Hear that? The doctor said I'm beautiful!"

But Quinton's train of thought began to drift into strange territory. He remarked that the snake was stunning, particularly the morphology of the ventral scales, which would be perfect as a sample for microscopic observation. He added that the skull structure was a perfect anatomical demonstration model.

He gestured toward Mist's body as he spoke, suggesting that taking a tissue section from the third vertebrae or a needle biopsy of the liver would be ideal.

Quinton looked at Nancy with a gentle smile in his fox-like eyes and asked if she could find out if the snake would be willing to donate her remains to research after she naturally passed away. He explained it would be helpful for understanding the physiology of leucistic snakes, adding that they would happily provide free check-ups and nutritional support while she was alive.

Mist, who had been basking in the praise, grew stiffer by the second. By the time the words anatomy, section, and biopsy came out, she was completely petrified.

"Wait... Doctor? Weren't you praising me? Why is this getting scary..."

She pulled her body back and fled into Nancy's arms, coiling herself into a tight ball. She didn't dare peek at the gentle doctor again.

"Miss Nancy, save me! This pervert is lusting after my body!"

Crush? What crush? Now Mist felt that while this doctor was handsome, his eyes were absolutely terrifying to a snake!

Quinton finally looked up, wearing a look of bewilderment at having his academic discussion interrupted. "Eh? Why did she run away? I haven't finished the exam yet."