Momentarily.
The on-duty veterinarian, dragging a cart, hurried to the breeding room where Rashid was located.
Breeding Room 88's sow had eight piglets in one litter, all counted as achievements.
It would be a pity if they died.
As the veterinarian opened the door, he was stunned, "FK, I actually see a satisfied expression on a pig's face... Could it be that some asshole was doing drugs on the job and accidentally dropped it into the feed?"
He quickly advanced and began checking with the instruments.
After a thorough examination,
The veterinarian realized that the sow in front of him didn't have any obvious unusual physical traits except for a faster heartbeat.
But he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.
Within just over a minute, the small sow in front of him seemed to have lost a significant amount of weight.
"It does look like her belly has gotten smaller..."
