Chapter 920
First, Eloise tearfully begged Ryan to let the animals drink more water. Then, Freya was on the verge of tears, frustration visible on her face. Ryan couldn't figure out what was wrong with everyone that day.
"Look!" Freya said while pointing at the ground.
When he looked down, he saw two dead pheasants. "How did they die? Did a snake bite them?"
She shook her head sadly.
"I've checked. There are no wounds on their bodies at all. I think they died because of the heat. Look at how listless the other pheasants and wild ducks are. I'm worried they might start dropping one by one. What should we do? Do you have any ideas, Ryan?"
He hated when people asked him for answers he didn't have. "Does it not work when you sprinkle them with water every day?"
"I sprinkle them with water three times a day, but it's useless! It's just too hot!" she said chokingly. The harsh sunlight made her face red, and she looked more like a mature woman.
Ryan was nonplussed. Like she had said, the weather w

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