Transmigrated to the Beastman World as a Veterinarian – CH54

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As an adult, Jian Mo kept his thoughts in check. By the time Ran Wu looked over, he had already composed himself, wearing a serious and professional demeanor.

Ran Wu glanced at him briefly before silently pulling his hat back on, his ears reddening. Clearly, the boy felt self-conscious about his condition.

“Wait a moment,” Jian Mo called out. “I might need to see your beast form to assess your situation properly.”

This made Ran Wu hesitate even more.

Jian Mo patted his shoulder gently. “It’s just the two of us here. There’s nothing to worry about.”

Ran Wu studied him for a long moment, seemingly weighing whether Jian Mo could be trusted, before finally pointing behind Chirpy. “I’ll change over there.”

Jian Mo nodded. “Go ahead.”

Using Chirpy as cover, Ran Wu shifted into his beast form—a fox. His fur was predominantly silver-white, with small black markings around his eyes.

Unlike most foxes, whose builds were sleek and robust, Ran Wu’s frame was painfully thin, as if only bones remained under his pelt. Sitting quietly, he radiated a melancholic air.

For the first time, Jian Mo felt a beast’s form convey sadness. This frail and melancholic little fox looked utterly pitiable.

As Jian Mo had suspected, Ran Wu’s issues with his hair in human form extended to his fur in beast form. The fur was sparse and coarse, with patches so thin that pinkish skin peeked through.

Chirpy, ever curious, tilted its head, its large eyes fixed on the fox. Feeling scrutinized, the fox bared its fangs, growling softly in a show of defiance.

Chirpy immediately backed off with a meek chirp, “Chirrpp.”

The fox turned its gaze to Jian Mo.

Maintaining his serious demeanor, Jian Mo approached and began examining the fox.

After a while, Jian Mo concluded, “I don’t have the tools to run any detailed tests right now, but you’re definitely malnourished. Your fur is coarse, the roots are brittle, and your overall muscle tone is poor. Your condition isn’t great.”

Hearing Jian Mo’s calm assessment seemed to put Ran Wu somewhat at ease. In a raspy voice, he asked, “So my fur is falling out because I’m malnourished?”

Jian Mo pressed gently on one of the fox’s paws. “It’s not confirmed yet. But given how weak you are, addressing your nutrition is the first step. Starting today, you’ll need to eat more. Do you have trouble eating? Like loss of appetite, difficulty keeping food down, or vomiting?”

As he asked, Jian Mo’s thoughts drifted to the stray cats and dogs he had cared for in the past.

He had encountered numerous cases of severe fur loss among strays. The causes ranged from external injuries and skin conditions to internal illnesses and even psychological stress. Some cases involved young animals losing fur during the transition from baby fur to adult fur. If the process was disrupted, the new fur wouldn’t grow in properly, leading to pronounced baldness.

Jian Mo couldn’t determine Ran Wu’s exact issue yet, as beastmen and their beast forms were different from ordinary animals. He needed time to think it over carefully.

He spoke with Ran Wu for a while longer. Once the boy opened up, he was surprisingly forthcoming, answering every question honestly.

From their conversation, Jian Mo gathered that Ran Wu’s subdued demeanor likely stemmed from recent upheavals in his life rather than an inherently melancholic personality. This realization eased Jian Mo’s concerns somewhat.

After their discussion, Jian Mo summarized his thoughts. “The best-case scenario is that you’re in a molting phase, and the new fur is having trouble coming in due to some issues. I suspect inadequate nutrition plays a role. Try eating more and resting well for now. Let’s observe whether your condition improves.”

Ran Wu nodded, though his disappointment was evident.

Jian Mo added, “I don’t have any medicine with me right now, but I’ll prepare some once we return to the tribe and bring it to you.”

Even if the medicine acted more as a placebo, it might still help with Ran Wu’s psychological state.

After detailing his recommendations, Jian Mo, feeling parched from all the talking, asked, “There are some things I’ll need to discuss with your family. Is that okay?”

He fully expected Ran Wu to agree, as it was standard practice. To his surprise, Ran Wu shook his head lightly. “Doctor Jian Mo, could you not tell my father? He’s already dealing with so much. I don’t want to add to his worries.”

Jian Mo raised an eyebrow. “Your father doesn’t know you’re losing fur?”

Ran Wu replied softly, “I’ve been keeping it from him. I stay in human form and wear a hat, so he hasn’t noticed.”

For a moment, Jian Mo didn’t know what to say. He reached out and gently patted the boy’s leg.

Mature children often carry too many burdens, which could lead to their own problems.

Jian Mo relented. “Alright. I’ll head back to the tribe to prepare some medicine and return in a couple of days. Or I’ll send Wu Jiong to bring it to you.”

After saying their goodbyes to the Meng Shui Tribe, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong mounted Chirpy and took off toward the He’an Tribe.

Partway through the journey, Jian Mo turned to Wu Jiong and asked, “What’s the situation with Ran Wu’s family? Ran Wu looks terribly thin, and Brother Min Dang seemed exhausted. Neither of them seems to be doing well.”

Wu Jiong tightened his hold around Jian Mo. “Brother Min Dang’s mate had a hunting accident last year. They were surrounded and attacked by Jaw Fang Beasts. His injuries were severe, and while he barely survived after half a year of recovery, his front leg was left crippled.”

Jian Mo gasped. “What?!”

Wu Jiong explained, “The Meng Shui Tribe has been helping them, but with their family’s pillar—the beastman—crippled, they can’t compare to other households.”

Jian Mo realized why Ran Wu’s condition was so poor. A major upheaval in the family, possibly coupled with a lack of resources, had likely left the boy struggling. A considerate child like Ran Wu probably bore these worries silently, possibly even forgoing food to ensure his fathers had enough.

Under such physical and emotional strain, Ran Wu’s hair loss seemed entirely plausible.

Back at the He’an Tribe, Jian Mo couldn’t stop thinking about Ran Wu’s situation.

He retrieved the Tou Tou Beast milk cheese he had made earlier, took half of his dwindling honeyblock supply, and added dried meat, sausages, and other preserved foods. He also included a bundle of herbs and bark used for tea, intending to pass them off as medicine for Ran Wu.

While packing, Jian Mo hesitated. Ran Wu’s condition was already severe—was dietary supplementation alone enough to help him recover?

Even when rescuing stray animals, simply altering their diet rarely yielded significant results.

Pondering this, Jian Mo stopped packing and called out to Wu Jiong nearby. “You mentioned that Brother Min Dang is your father’s brother’s child?”

Wu Jiong nodded.

Jian Mo continued, “So technically, Brother Min Dang is your cousin? That’s a pretty close relationship, like with Di Ya?”

Wu Jiong replied, “Yes. When I was young, Brother Min Dang used to play with me. After his mate’s accident, I brought supplies to their family a few times.”

Now understanding their familial ties, Jian Mo asked, “Do you have a tradition of visiting relatives?”

Wu Jiong looked momentarily confused.

Jian Mo elaborated, “Where I come from, close relatives like this are considered family. It’s common to visit their homes or even stay with them for a while.”

Wu Jiong caught on. “Are you suggesting Ran Wu come to stay with us?”

Jian Mo nodded. “Ran Wu might need to leave his current environment to recuperate properly. I can’t guarantee success, but we need to rule out the most likely causes first.”

Wu Jiong considered this and offered, “I can go tomorrow and bring Ran Wu here to stay for a while.”

Jian Mo nodded in agreement. “I think Ran Wu’s condition is serious. For a beastman, his issues could have lifelong repercussions if not addressed.”

Wu Jiong patted Jian Mo’s shoulder, then drew him into a light embrace, pressing their foreheads together. “You’re so kind.”

Jian Mo grasped Wu Jiong’s wrist. “It’s mostly because the boy is so pitiful, and we have enough resources to spare. If we didn’t, I probably wouldn’t be so generous.”

Wu Jiong chuckled and leaned closer. “I’ll bring Ran Wu here tomorrow and prepare a spare room for him to stay in.”

Jian Mo smiled. “That’s perfect. I’m not used to having strangers in the house.”

Wu Jiong teased, “Were you uncomfortable living with me at first?”

Jian Mo met his gaze with a grin. “You were polite, considerate, and handsome, and you moved to the first floor. Even if I wasn’t used to it, I had no choice but to adapt. Speaking of which, are you sure you can bring Ran Wu here tomorrow?”

Wu Jiong reassured him, “It shouldn’t be a problem. Brother Min Dang is very worried about Ran Wu.”

Jian Mo nodded. “With the boy looking so frail, even if his fur loss isn’t obvious, his family must be concerned. It’s just a question of whether they’ve addressed it.”

“I’ll prepare the spare room for Ran Wu tomorrow,” Jian Mo added.

Wu Jiong replied, “I’ll help you clean it, and then we’ll pick him up. I’ll also let the tribe know in advance.”

Jian Mo suggested, “Tell Ban Ming and the others to keep it quiet and maybe include Ran Wu in their activities.”

Wu Jiong agreed. “They know how to handle important matters.”

The next morning, Wu Jiong left to fetch Ran Wu.

By midday, he returned on Chirpy, with Ran Wu in tow.

Jian Mo hadn’t expected them to be back so soon.

As Ran Wu dismounted, traces of excitement from riding Chirpy lingered in his expression. His eyes held a spark of curiosity, replacing some of the dullness from before.

It seemed leaving his stifling environment was already helping.

Jian Mo waved cheerfully. “Ran Wu!”

Ran Wu appeared a bit shy now that he was outside the Meng Shui Tribe. “Brother Jian Mo.”

Jian Mo smiled warmly. “Come on, let’s go home and have some tea.”

His welcoming attitude put Ran Wu at ease, and the boy visibly relaxed, growing more comfortable in Jian Mo’s presence.

Jian Mo led Ran Wu and Wu Jiong home, where he served them sweet pepper spice tea. Afterward, he handed Ran Wu some soap and encouraged him to take a hot bath and rest until dinner.

Ran Wu, obedient and well-mannered, followed instructions without complaint.

Seeing how compliant Ran Wu was, Jian Mo couldn’t resist ruffling the boy’s hair.

Once Ran Wu was out of earshot, Jian Mo turned to Wu Jiong. “How did it go picking him up?”

Wu Jiong replied, “It went smoothly. Brother Min Dang said he’ll send over some supplies in a few days. I agreed.”

Jian Mo remarked, “That’s fair. When the time comes, we’ll take only a small amount, just as a gesture.”

Wu Jiong nodded. “I’ll hunt more game over the next few days to make up for it.”