Chapter 832 Dust to Dust, Dust to Dust

With Liu Wenying's consent, Zhang Zian held up the phone in front of Sun Xiaomeng, letting her see the chat messages clearly.

The euthanasia of pets is not a trivial matter. In fact, a written signature is required, otherwise it will easily cause disputes. Seeing that Zhang Zian was an acquaintance, Sun Xiaomeng nodded to Longxian, ready to perform euthanasia.

The two cooperated tacitly, and Long Xian pressed Siam's body instead, and Sun Xiaomeng injected anesthetic into it first.

Zhang Zian and Fei Na watched silently from a little distance away.

The anesthetic took effect almost immediately, and Siam gradually stopped violent convulsions and struggles, and no longer screamed piteously, his head drooped limply, his godless pupils were unfocused, and he stared at the white wall in bewilderment.

Thus was the end of its short life.

After confirming that the anesthetic had worked, Sun Xiaomeng raised another needle, the tip of the needle gleamed under the strong light, and a drop of crystal clear liquid slid down the silver needle.

This syringe contains high-concentration potassium chloride. After being injected into the body, it will cause instantaneous hyperkalemia and cause cardiac arrest.

Once the needle goes down, there is no turning back.

Sun Xiaomeng glanced at Zhang Zian again, and he nodded slowly but firmly.

She stuck the needle into Siam's body, and with her thumb pushed a tiny amount of potassium chloride solution into its blood.

Almost instantly, something seemed to flicker in Siam's pupils, and then disappeared again, forever.

Sun Xiaomeng pressed the stethoscope on its chest and listened to its heartbeat. After a few seconds, she took off the stethoscope and announced: "The sick pet has been confirmed dead."

Both Zhang Zian and Fei Na saw the process of euthanasia for pets for the first time. Although the scene was calm and bloodless, and the object of euthanasia was a dangerous pet with rabies, they always felt that their breathing was very depressed. The spacious consulting room is as breathless as if there is no ventilation.

"What a powerful poison." Fina stared at the syringe and said in horror, "Colorless and tasteless, it is stronger than the most powerful snake venom. Humans actually invented such a powerful thing..."

Zhang Zian really wanted to say that potassium chloride is not a poison in nature, it exists in our bodies, but in front of Sun Xiaomeng and the others, it was inconvenient for him to explain, so he had to give up.

Sun Xiaomeng and Longxian should have been used to such scenes, and have euthanized their pets many times.

But the expressions on their faces were not relaxed either.

"How to deal with the remains?" Sun Xiaomeng asked, "There are three options: cremation, taking back the ashes after cremation, and disposing of the remains by yourself."

Zhang Zian hesitated for a moment. In fact, he should also ask Liu Wenying about this. After all, she is the master, but considering her state, it is better not to disturb her for the time being.

As a pet infected with rabies, it is obviously inappropriate to dispose of the remains by yourself. The so-called self-disposal means that the owner takes the body back and finds a place to bury it. However, if the dead body of a cat or dog carrying a severe infectious disease is to be buried, it must be buried deeply. If it is buried shallowly, it may be buried by wild dogs or other animals that love to dig. Dig it out, causing further spread of the source of infection.

"Take back the ashes after cremation." Zhang Zian chose a compromise solution, at least he could return the ashes to Liu Wenying.

Although it was not clearly stated, Zhang Zian would probably have to pay for these series of expenses in advance, so keep the receipts and go to Liu Wenying for reimbursement.

Sun Xiaomeng took off her gloves, called a special pet crematorium, and made an appointment for them to come to pick up the corpse.

When she was talking on the phone with the other party, Zhang Zian was thinking about how much it would cost.

"They'll be here tomorrow," she said after hanging up the phone.

"Not today?" Zhang Zian asked.

"No, they are quite busy today." Sun Xiaomeng said helplessly, "Why did Binhai City have only one pet funeral institution? Anyone who wants to be cremated has to queue up."

Zhang Zian said with emotion: "In these days, life is not easy, and death is also difficult..."

The pet funeral industry is a very young emerging industry, and it has only entered the field of vision of ordinary Chinese people in the past two or three years. With the vigorous development of the pet industry, Chinese people keep more and more pets and have more and more money. Many people feel as much for their pets as they do for their family and friends. When a pet dies, they are willing to spend money on it. A decent funeral and peaceful resting place for pets.

But objectively speaking, since the country has not issued corresponding laws and regulations in this regard, the pet funeral industry is not so formal.

He couldn't help it, and asked Sun Xiaomeng about the price. Group cremation is 10 yuan without ashes; individual cremation is 200 yuan, with ashes; individual cremation, there is a farewell ceremony, and the master watches the whole process. The price of the canned ashes is 1500.

Zhang Zian breathed a sigh of relief, 200 yuan is acceptable.

As for the 1,500 top-level funeral, it is not too expensive compared to the services provided, assuming that these services are not mixed with water. Those who are willing to spend 30,000 yuan to buy puppet or Abyssinian and other rare cat breeds should be able to accept this price, at least it is much cheaper than human funeral...

His preoccupation aroused Fina's disdain, and while they were talking, he jumped onto the stainless steel operating table and stared at the dead Siamese.

Siam had already lost all vital signs, and his body and mind, which had been ravaged by the virus, finally regained calm. The muscles on his face were relaxed under the effect of anesthesia, making it look like he was asleep.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. If there is an afterlife, I will be a cat." It whispered to Siam.

"Don't touch it!" Longxian thought it was going to touch the dead Siam, so he quickly reached out to stop it.

Zhang Zian was asking Sun Xiaomeng about the funeral of the pet, but he didn't hear what Fina was talking about, and when he turned around, he saw that it had already jumped off the operating table.

Longxian packed Siam's body in a pet-specific body bag, then labeled it, and temporarily put it in the clinic's freezer, waiting for the pet crematorium to pick it up tomorrow.

It's over here, Zhang Zian bid farewell to Sun Xiaomeng and Long Xian, there are still many things to deal with in his shop.

On the way back, it seemed that he was infected by the previous atmosphere, neither he nor Fina spoke.

When she was about to walk to the pet shop, Fina suddenly said, "You are very strange, don't you think that Ben Gong doesn't cherish life very much?"

Zhang Zian was stunned and didn't say anything, it was a tacit agreement.

Fina leisurely said: "Death is just the end of a journey, but it doesn't end in the sacred pyramid. The mummies of the pharaohs and great priests of the past are waiting quietly. As long as the right time comes, the kingdom of God will surely rise again. Sweep the world again!"

Zhang Zian shrugged, "Sounds good, but unfortunately I am an atheist. For me, there is only one life."