Forest Ranger, starting from Picking Up a Lynx Girl Chapter 17 – Chapter 17 Chapter 17 Helplessness this is the cruel biological

Chapter 17: Chapter 17 Helplessness, this is the cruel biological selection Chapter 17: Chapter 17 Helplessness, this is the cruel biological selection The alarm clock was set for three in the morning, but at a little past two, the system's alarm woke Chen Ying from deep sleep.

[Host, please go to coordinate xx at the back mountain as soon as possible to rescue a forest musk deer experiencing birth complications. Task completion will reward a big gift pack.]
The forest musk deer, commonly known as the musk deer, is the smallest species of musk deer with even-toed ungulate characteristics.

It is currently categorized as a critically endangered species at the national level.

Last time when Mr. Lepus came to visit his sister, Jinya, he caught a little musk deer, which greatly pained the people at the center.

Normally, this season is past the birthing period for musk deer, but nothing is absolute. Some musk deer that mate later can still give birth by the end of July.

Judging by the time, this mother musk deer with birthing complications was likely a late bloomer.

He packed his medical kit, changed into rainproof and durable clothing and shoes, locked the door of the rescue station, and called his colleague in surveillance while quickly heading toward the coordinate point.

The colleague on the phone didn't even have time to react before Chen Ying had already hung up.

He confusedly switched the surveillance from the rescue station up the mountain to the screen, then poked his partner on duty.

“Switch the surveillance outside the rescue station on the mountain, Chen Ying went into the forest to rescue a wild animal, he asked us to keep an eye on the surroundings.”

“So late at night, how did he know a wild animal was in danger?”

“No idea, he said on the phone that he heard animal calls, which didn't sound normal, so he's going to check it out.”

The two surveillance colleagues chatted briefly to stay awake, their eyes fixed on the monitor.

The spot where the musk deer was giving birth wasn't far from the rescue station, about fifty meters up the road from the door, then a left turn into the forest, and another hundred-plus meters along the slope.

It seemed simple, but people familiar with the mountains knew that such wild old forest areas in protected zones were dense with trees and grass, where a slight carelessness could lead to losing one's way.

Under normal circumstances, a hundred meters might not take a minute to reach, but in the dense forest, reaching the destination within ten minutes was considered impressive.

It had rained for most of the day outside, the road had dried when blown by the wind.

But in the dense forest, it was different; stepping on the ground felt moist, and if listened carefully, the sound of water squelching under the decayed leaves could be heard.

Chen Ying was familiar with the area's topography, and with the system's guidance, he reached the musk deer's birthing place in about ten minutes.

He couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly at night, but based on his impression, this wasn't the regular activity range for musk deer.

He couldn't analyze why the musk deer mother was giving birth here, he just hoped his arrival wouldn't trigger a stress reaction in her.

He sprayed himself with a self-mixed odor-eliminating spray, mainly to avoid the scent of the two big cats on him frightening the birthing musk deer mother.

Perhaps the animal affinity bonus was effective, after letting out two calls, the musk deer experiencing birth complications didn't struggle to leave but lifted her head to look at Chen Ying, sniffing the air, and even moved a bit closer to him.

“Yes, don't be afraid, I'm here to help you.”

With no one else around, Chen Ying used the universal animal language, hoping not to scare the novice mother.

The musk deer with birthing complications stretched out her neck to rub against Chen Ying's hand and bit on his clothes with a very aggrieved look.

He turned on the emergency light to illuminate the small area, put on gloves, disinfected his hands, and began to observe the musk deer's birthing situation.

It was apparent that this novice mother was having a breech birth, with the little musk deer's hind legs coming out first.

She had been trying for quite a while, nearly exhausted, and the little musk deer was still stuck in the birth canal.

Chen Ying quickly took out the system-rewarding treat block and fed it to the musk deer mother.

This was a universal treat block, typically not fed to herbivores, but in special circumstances, it provided the fastest way to replenish an animal's energy.

“Here, eat this and catch your breath, then try to push again.”

He stroked the musk deer mother's neck, her whole body was damp, showing signs of exhaustion.

Unfortunately, in his haste, he didn't bring any tasty foods for the musk deer mother.

After thinking for a moment, he took the little leopard's already unused bottle, mixed a bottle of formula milk, and fed it to the musk deer mother.

The musk deer mother quickly finished a bottle of milk and regained some energy.

Chen Ying stroked her belly to help her adapt to the pressure of pushing.

This time, with Chen Ying's help, the musk deer with birthing complications finally had the little musk deer released from the birth canal.

The effects of the complications made the newborn appear much weaker than a typical little musk deer.

The musk deer mother didn't reject her child for causing her such agony and diligently licked the mucus off its body.

Normally, musk deer fawns could stand and nurse within ten to fifteen minutes, but this little one was nearly twenty minutes and still couldn't stand on its own.

The musk deer mother began to push again, clearly indicating she was having more than one baby.

After much consideration, Chen Ying decided to provide artificial feeding for the musk deer with birth complications.

The formula and water were readily available.

The little musk deer lay in Chen Ying's arms, finally drinking its first milk since birth.

After finishing a bottle of milk, the musk deer mother had given birth to two more slightly smaller babies.

The two babies were developing normally, one managed to stand within twelve minutes, the other within sixteen, both successfully nursing from their mother.

After feeding the complicated birth's musk deer, he placed it on the ground. Only after quite a while did the little one stand up shakily and, with a few steps, looked like it would fall, prompting the musk deer mother to instinctively avoid its approach.

*Chen Ying felt a bit heartbroken.*
*The survival rule in the animal world was just like that.*
*The firstborn little musk deer was supposed to be the strongest, but unfortunately, its birth position was incorrect, leading to prolonged suffocation, leaving it unable to stand on its own.*
*In the wild, such a cub was destined to be the one abandoned.*
*Luckily, it met its benefactor in this life, granting it a chance to survive.*
The musk deer mother licked her two babies, then approached Chen Ying, licked his hand, and after a few soft ‘mi, mi' calls, she slowly led her newborn babies into the dense forest.

The little musk deer held by Chen Ying tried clumsily to follow, but unfortunately, with each step tripping, it couldn't keep pace with its mother and sibling, and by the time it steadied itself, the musk deer family of three had disappeared.

The little musk deer let out soft ‘mimi' calls, filled with confusion and helplessness.

Chen Ying took off his inner T-shirt, wrapped the little musk deer in it, and then tucked it inside his jacket.

The entire rescue mission took over two hours; it was nearly five by the time he returned to the rescue station.

While calling the center to report the situation, he took out an incubator that hadn't been used in a while, plugged it in, and set it up in his bedroom.

This incubator was specially modified to suit small ungulate fawns like deer and musk deer.

The musk deer, already considered small among ungulates, had a fawn that looked particularly pitifully small.

The little one, wrapped in Chen Ying's clothes, fell asleep with occasional twitches of its delicate front hooves.

The call was made just before five, and the two female teachers responsible for the rescue of wild animal fawns arrived at ten past six.

The little one, originally lying oblivious in the incubator, began to panic and struggle once it realized it was being moved onto the vehicle.

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