Transmigrated as a Veterinarian in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, I Became the Nation's Beloved by Petting Fur

A veterinary PhD wakes up in another body, poor from the start and living in an empty house. Could the puppy he picked up really be a nine-tailed fox cub?

The ferocious beasts everyone else fears are all “troubled little ones” to me. Taotie has indigestion?

Easy. One serving of probiotics will do the trick!

Qiongqi is violent and hurting people?

Don't panic. Just give it a good pet!

Never in my wildest dreams did I expect that my knack for “scientific pet care” would get me forcibly “invited” into the palace by a tyrannical emperor to treat his divine beast, the kingdom's protector.

If I fail, my whole family will be executed. (Though I'm the only one in my family.)

If I succeed... Wait, why is the emperor, who has lost his appetite, also chasing after me for “treatment”?

“Su, my head wind is acting up again. Come here... let me pat your head.”

Me: ??

Your Majesty, people can't do that. At least, they shouldn't!

Look at that fluffy Dang Kang pig. Isn't it much better?