My little dog died of illness, so sad. We all had the same experience. Let's talk about it

My dog had the same experience, but he was lucky not to die and live to this day. I remember it was the fifth day of the first month, and the weather was fine. I took it to my grandmother's house. It is ecstatic, running wildly on the highway, running like a floating white flower. There are more cars on the expressway. I don't think it matters. I thought the dog ran fast and wouldn't be crushed to death. Unexpectedly, there are two taxis racing on the expressway. The first one escaped, but it was caught by the second one. When it ran out from under the car, it became unrecognizable and dark, like a dead dog skin peeled off from the other side of the highway. It screamed and ran to me, took a look at me and fell down. I picked it up and it didn't have any strength to lean on my arm. I quickly took a taxi to the pet hospital 30 kilometers away. There happened to be a male doctor. He gave the puppy tetanus and sewed up the wound. Then he said that the puppy seemed to have internal injuries and had a therapeutic injection. He said that your puppy was lucky to catch up with me on duty today. Want to catch up with the female doctor on duty, dare not deal with it. I cried so sadly in those days: I was so badly hurt that I didn't forget to run to my master and fall again. Its eyes full of hope and despair on the verge of falling hurt me deeply. Touching, it was badly hurt and its owner came back. Because he couldn't see him at the door, he was so anxious that his tail kept shaking on the sofa. Since then, I have picked it up every time I cross the street. So my dog is alive and well now.