Chapter15
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After this day, although I still feel sad from time to time, my heart is no longer as hopeless as before.
Sometimes I even indulge in the thought that being a bullfrog is not a bad thing.
I don't even have to go to work anymore, as I stretch out my clothes and open my mouth for food.
I still have a large house with three bedrooms, two living rooms, and a swimming pool, as well as various furry nests.
I no longer have to struggle to buy a house, I can even change to another house every day.
As for William, although I cannot fully believe what he said, at least he is willing to give me such a statement, and I am still deeply moved in my heart.
If he has a wife and children in the future, I will move to the artificial lake in the park.
Be a happy traveling frog.
A month passed in the blink of an eye, and soon my legs could be splinted.
The doctor pushed his glasses and carefully looked at my film.
"I have recovered very well, and I need to rest more in the next few days. Don't engage in strenuous exercise."
"Hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days, and you'll be fine in a few months."
I stretched my long right leg and tried bouncing around.
I haven't used this long leg since I got it, and now it feels quite novel to be able to jump.
William happily thanked the doctor and hugged me back home.
On the way, he even bought a bunch of dishes and said, "Celebrate your recovery, I'll cook it myself!"
I looked at him skeptically and said, "Are you okay?"
He tapped my forehead and said unhappily, "Men can't say no, you'll see if I can do it when you give it a try."
"Can you do it or not? I can't try anymore. I'm just a little frog."
I crawled out of his hand and looked at the bag he was carrying, "What was that you bought?"
"Silkworm pupa," he pinched a round and chubby silkworm pupa and handed it to my mouth. "Try it, silkworm pupa pierces me."
I looked at the wriggling and twisted fat bug, almost coming out and biting William hard.
William smiled and held me in his arms, saying, "It's delicious, high in protein. I'll go back later."
My expression of fear widened into his pupils.
A huge billboard on the roadside suddenly fell from high altitude and hit us hard.
William didn't have time to dodge and tightly protected me in his arms, falling to the ground by a billboard.
"William! William!"
My heart was beating so hard that I almost jumped out, and my whole frog was trembling with fear. "William! How are you?"
William lay motionless on the ground.
The people around panicked and made emergency calls, but soon 911 rushed over and lifted William into the car.
I fell out of his arms and was pushed back and forth by the crowd
I don't know who stepped on me, I feel a sharp pain all over.
I was extremely anxious and tried my best to jump out, but still couldn't make it in time. I could only watch helplessly as the ambulance pulled William away.
The crowd slowly dispersed.
The things William bought scattered all over the ground, and the silkworm pupae wriggled back and forth on the ground.
I squatted on the roadside in a daze.
How is William really doing?
Is he seriously injured?
I am extremely anxious, but there is nothing I can do.
The ambulance that pulled away William had the words Central Hospital written on it.
I have been to the central hospital and know how to get there.
But I don't know how to go.
I really want to stop a taxi, but I don't think any driver would pull a talking bullfrog.
Squatting on the street, I looked at the bustling and bustling streets, feeling lost and helpless.
Forget it, without a car, wouldn't I also be four-wheel drive myself?
I looked at my recently healed hind legs and gritted my teeth.
I want to jump to the central hospital!
The central hospital is not far from here, it's only about a ten minute drive away.
With my excellent jumping ability, I can jump to the central hospital in just a few hours.
I jumped up and down the main road, filled with eagerness and worry.
William, wait for me, I'll be looking for you right away!
Ten minutes later, I collapsed on the curb panting heavily.
In the days when I became a bullfrog, William held me in his hands and pinned me to his head every day, and I hardly ever exercised.
I think frogs can jump easily.
How could I be so tired!
My feet are grinding on the rough ground and my body is starting to wrinkle.
I cried and jumped, enduring the pointing and pointing of others.
"Oh my goodness, toads are jumping on the road!"
"How ugly!"
Damn it, what are you looking at? Haven't you seen a cute little frog before?
I jumped to the edge of the zebra crossing, and the huge car seemed like a monster made of steel, roaring and shuttling by.
One wheel can crush ten of me.
I looked almost despairingly towards the direction of the central hospital, which seemed to be as far away as the ends of the earth, and developed deep doubts about myself.
Can I really jump over?
Would I pass away before Willian even sees me?
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