Forest Ranger, starting from Picking Up a Lynx Girl-Chapter 97 - Tonight it lost its mother

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 Tonight, it lost its mother Chapter 97: Chapter 97 Tonight, it lost its mother “Gula Gully upstream mountain experienced torrential rain, causing a landslide and mudslide that broke the road leading into the gully.”

“The villagers nearby, along with the police and fire comrades, have been working to remove hazards and check other road conditions over the past two days. Uncle Hong, I’m afraid your time off won’t be happening.”

“Also, the people at the Gula Gully Hotel said that a group of bird-watching tourists staying with them has lost contact. However, they had a guide with them and the hotel is making every effort to find them. So far, no bad news has come out.”

The summer season was indeed the time when mountain forest accidents were frequent.

People living in the plains might not understand the capricious nature of the mountains.

Typically, when you went up the mountain in the morning, it would be sunny, but by noon, it could change on a dime, and the next moment, it might be pouring rain.

Moreover, their area’s geography already lay on a fault zone, with earthquakes and mudslides an ever-present threat.

Most locals could judge potential dangers based on rock falls or changes in water levels.

Local governments also arranged for round-the-clock patrols during this period to issue warnings the moment any danger arose.

But ultimately, people had to be at the mercy of nature. Sometimes accidents erupted suddenly, and that was when you had to test whether you heeded advice.

If you listened to advice, you might narrowly escape; if not, you were likely dead.

Chen Ying frowned when he heard about the accident involving the bird-watching tour group.

The events that had already occurred in Gula Gully were beyond his control, but the bird-watching group was still missing in the mountains. Did they need help?

He knew the hotel where the bird-watching group stayed, located within this reserve. It was usually visited by few tourists, mostly those who loved bird watching or mountain climbing.

The hotel and local government developed a few stable sightseeing routes and arranged for staff to patrol and clean the mountains daily.

Especially for bird-watching groups, which usually came organized, with a leader and hired locals as guides. Daily itineraries were confirmed with the hotel, so the chances of something happening were low.

But nobody could guarantee safety in the face of a natural disaster.

As they were talking and Uncle Hong and the others were about to leave after handing over their work, the driver, Xiao Wu, called out with his mobile phone.

“Ah, they found them. The people from the bird-watching group are safe. They even rescued two monkeys—a big one and a small one.”

As he spoke, he handed the phone to Chen Ying.

The big monkey was in bad shape, with many injuries and its fur matted with blood. The little monkey’s arm seemed to be broken, with an abnormal protrusion on its upper right arm.

Two gentlemen holding the monkeys had wrapped them in their outerwear and stood together in their thin T-shirts, with anxious companions beside them.

“The leader said that while they were filming, the guide noticed the weather turning and hurried them back. When they reached upstream Gula Gully, they saw a landslide on the opposite mountain, with a lot of rocks and trees falling, which also affected their side. They dared not continue on that path and quickly switched to a smaller path. They found these two monkeys beside the path in the woods.”

Xiao Wu smacked his lips, “The veterinarians in Gula Gully might not be equipped to handle the monkeys’ injuries. Right now, most manpower is dedicated to settling tourists in danger, treating the injured, and some are assisting the rescue team in searching for the missing. These two monkeys…”

A thought struck Chen Ying.

He was not a clinical doctor, helpless against human injuries. Even if he wanted to help, they wouldn’t let a veterinarian treat humans.

As for rescue, such specialized tasks had to be left to professionals.

But for him, rescuing wild animals was his specialty—this was a timely opportunity.

Uncle Hong thought it over and felt it was worth trying.

Now that the road connecting Gula Gully to the outside was broken, neither people nor animals could get out.

While the injured humans could be airlifted by medical helicopters, the animals probably wouldn’t receive such treatment.

They set off immediately as Xiao Wu was an excellent driver, speeding along the way. He first dropped Chen Ying and Yin Li at the livestock veterinary station, then turned back to head to the police station.

The veterinary station was also bustling.

There were many injured livestock from the homes of locals.

Those living nearby with smaller animals brought them directly to the door for treatment, while larger animals like cattle, sheep, and horses required home visits by a veterinarian.

Gula Gully’s veterinary station only had two veterinarians. Usually, they were somewhat free, but today, they were so busy they could practically spark fire with their shoe soles.

After Chen Ying identified himself, Veterinarian Xiao Gao led them to the room at the very end.

“Both the big monkey and Little Monkey are inside, separated in isolation. The big monkey is severely injured; we can only treat its external wounds. I doubt it will survive the night.”

“Little Monkey’s fractures also cannot be managed here. Surgery is needed, but our veterinary station lacks the necessary facilities and we can’t send him out. We can only immobilize his arm to prevent the injuries from worsening. We’ll have to wait until the roads are clear, then have the rescue center come to pick him up.”

Xiao Gao spoke very quickly, and without any time for pleasantries, he opened the medical cabinet, instructed them to log any supplies they used, then hurried out.

His master was out treating large livestock, and he was responsible for the on-site emergency calls, too busy even to drink water, let alone chat with Chen Ying and the others.

Chen Ying set down his bag and first went to check on the big monkey.

As Xiao Gao had said, the big monkey had been violently struck, suffering multiple fractures and wounds from cuts and scrapes, and was now barely breathing.

Given Chen Ying’s expertise, he couldn’t compete with the King of Hell for the monkey’s life.

With a helpless sigh, he turned to look at Little Monkey.

Little Monkey likely hadn’t been completely weaned yet.

Its baby fur hadn’t even fully fallen out.

(The Little Tibetan Macaque from Wuyi Mountain, which looks like a little ET.)

It was squeezed into the corner of the cage, its uninjured arm stretched out long, clutching a strand of its mother’s fur.

Chen Ying’s eyes teared up as he hurriedly opened the cage and lifted the little one out.

He still had the round fruit that the Tibetan Chief Monkeys had gifted him earlier in his pocket.

He now gave it to Little Monkey, allowing it to sniff the other monkeys’ scent lingering on it.

The obedient Little Monkey was carefully embraced and then reached out a paw towards its mother.

Chen Ying rubbed its tiny head, “Good baby, shall we treat your injury first?”

He examined Little Monkey’s body. It had been well-protected by its mother, with no injuries except for the broken arm.

The break was at the humerus, near one-third of the way down from the elbow.

The broken bone was palpable, but it hadn’t pierced the skin.

Chen Ying quickly reviewed the monkey’s skeletal model in his mind, along with the distribution of nerves and muscles, and then called Yin Li over to help.

They wrapped Little Monkey’s body and other arm in a piece of clothing to prevent it from scratching out of pain.

Once everything was secured, Chen Ying began to manually reposition Little Monkey’s broken bone.

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With no x-ray machine to assist, Chen Ying had to rely on experience and skill to treat the injury, testing his capability.

The entire process was filmed, including limb management and later splint application, meticulously recorded for archiving purposes.

Little Monkey didn’t feel unbearable pain; however, it was somewhat resistant to having the splint applied later.

But being a compliant baby, it struggled briefly before quietly accepting the situation when it saw Chen Ying’s unyielding manner.

After treating Little Monkey’s injuries and placing it in Yin Li’s arms, Chen Ying moved Monkey Mother out of the cage onto the treatment table.

Though he couldn’t save her life, he could make her passing a little easier.

He meticulously recorded all of Monkey Mother’s external injuries and potential internal damage, then sat down beside Monkey Mother to groom her matted fur.

By evening, as Monkey Mother had a fleeting rally, she opened her eyes and looked toward her child squatting beside her.

Little Monkey squeezed into her mother’s belly, squeaking softly.

Monkey Mother wanted to groom her child’s head, but she couldn’t lift her arm.

At eleven o’clock that night, she closed her eyes for the last time, embracing her child.