Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 574: Emma Is Injured

Chapter 574: Emma Is Injured

Translator: Henyee Translations    Editor: Henyee Translations

Andrew had just rushed over, along with Mrs. Walton, Mr. Walton, William, and Emma, as well as Alex, who had rushed back at the last minute. In the end, they heard this.

Emma said, “What do you mean, cut off cat b.a.l.l.s?”

Everyone:

Mrs. Walton’s expression was sinister. “Who taught you that?”

Andrew was speechless. A large drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead. He usually saw George and Alex being taught a lesson, but he did not expect it to be his turn one day.

Andrew instinctively looked at Alex, who immediately raised his hand. “Don’t look at me. It really wasn’t me this time.”

Mrs. Walton asked with a smile, “Mia, who taught you this?”

Amelia saw Andrew desperately winking at her. Her eyes flashed. She lowered her head and whispered, “It’s… Uncle Sang taught me.”

Amelia, who was lying, felt very guilty. She grabbed her little fingers uneasily. Andrew was so touched that he was about to cry.

Mrs. Walton looked back at Andrew suspiciously. Andrew immediately explained in all seriousness, “Sang is a relative of Zhagu’s family.” After saying that, he also talked about what Sang had done. Hearing that Sangs mouth was so annoying, Mrs. Walton didn’t say anything else. Could she expose Amelia and Andrew’s lies in public? It was just… another unreliable son!

William and Emma were excited. After being interrupted, they forgot what cat b.a.l.l.s were. They squatted in front of the kitten. The kitten retreated warily to Amelia’s feet and let out a low growl.

William said, “If I remember correctly, the low growl of the cat should be a warning to the other party not to approach.”

Emma held out her hand. “So is it afraid of us?”

William took a step back. “1 think we should be the ones that are afraid of it.” This cat looked so fierce. No wonder Uncle had asked in the group chat if he should bring it back.

Emma looked brave. “Hmph, that’s because you’re afraid! I’m not afraid!”

Amelia quickly reminded her, “Sister Emma, don’t touch it…”

As soon as she finished speaking, Emma was scratched by the cat’s waving claws. There was a thin scratch on the back of her hand, and blood flowed out.

Emma was shocked and quickly retracted her hand. She threatened fiercely, “Once you enter our house, you’re our cat! How dare you scratch me! Do you want to eat? You’re not allowed to eat tonight!” The cat:

Seven cawed gloatingly, “No eating! No eating!’

Amelia asked worriedly, “Sister Emma, are you alright…”

Emma swung her hand. Seeing that Amelia was concerned about her, she said, “It’s fine. It’s just a little pain. It’s fine!”

But soon, Emma couldn’t laugh anymore…

Mrs. Walton picked up Emma’s hand and looked at it. “The skin is scratched,” she said. “You need a vaccine.’

Andrew nodded. “You need a rabies shot. Four or five shots.’

Emma’s smile froze. She had been scratched by a cat, not a dog. Why would she need a rabies vaccine? She immediately shouted, “l don’t want it! I don’t want shots!”

Mrs. Walton shook her head. “You have to. There’s a risk of rabies if you don’t.”

Alex crossed his arms and asked with a faint smile, “Do you know what rabies is? It’s the virus that drills into your body from your wound and affects your brain…

Before Alex could finish speaking, Emma beat him to it. “That’s okay!’

Anyway, her father always said that she was brainless. It didn’t matter.

Alex: ‘

Amelia reminded her kindly, “Sister Emma, you’d better get an injection. Dad told me that if you have rabies, you’ll become like a dog. You’ll drool, you won’t remember your family, and you’ll go crazy and bite people. In the end, you’ll die. 1 won’t be able to see Sister Emma again.” Amelia’s expression gradually turned sad as she spoke.

William added, “You might even eat s.h.i.t like a dog.”

Emma was speechless. Eat s.h.i.t? Can’t remember your family? Dead? Can’t play with Mia after she’s dead?

Emma was on the brink of tears. “Then let’s do it, but can we do it less? Just one injection, okay?”

Mrs. Walton was a little surprised. She did not expect Emma to compromise so quickly.

Andrew said, “No. Just four or five. Five shots means you need to go five times. For four shots, you need to go three times.”

Emma didn’t think too much about it when she heard that. She didn’t think about why five shots needed five times but four shots needed three times.. She said directly, “l choose four injections!”