Chapter 278

But here... It should be unknown to anyone that Steven was here. "Stevie." I opened the door. It was the deaf uncle. He told me through sign language and somewhat non-standard pronunciation that it was Stevie who had come back. I looked at him in surprise and then walked downstairs. Stevie, having been sent to the hospital by Zion, must be out of danger now. "The dog has quite a strong vitality. It's just like its owner. It is smart enough to be a police dog." Zion was in his traffic police uniform. He must have just gotten off work and took the opportunity to bring Stevie over. I squatted on the ground and looked at Stevie, who still had bandages around its abdomen. I reached out to it, and the wolfhound happily wagged its tail and jumped into my arms. At that moment, memories from my childhood surfaced in my mind. "Georgie, bite him!" "Georgie, attack!" "Georgie, snatch!" I recalled doing many things with Georgie in the past. However, I couldn't recall much at the moment.