The veterinarian from the Animal Husbandry Bureau came over and glanced, "This little lynx is sick."
"It might be an infection, it's not clear how it got infected, we need to take it back for an examination."
Just taking someone else's cub like this definitely wasn't right, Jinya said the mother didn't care, but it didn't seem like what she described.
Grabbing Jinya by the scruff of the neck, she dragged it along with the little cub towards the gray lynx.
The other stepped back a few paces, seemingly sensing something, and stopped to look at Chen Ying.
When they were about three meters away, Chen Ying stopped, crouched down, and placed the little lynx cub on the ground.
The gray lynx glanced at the cub, took a few steps forward, and when about a meter away, it stopped and stared unblinkingly at its child.
A few minutes later, it turned its head and walked away, speeding up and disappearing over the hillside.
