Without waiting for me to say anything else, there was a scream from Betty. Oscar anxiously asked, "What happened, Betty?"
"The cat's temperature is getting lower and lower... I'm so scared..."
"Relax, it will be fine." Then I heard him urgently instruct the driver, "Drive faster!"
Even when delivering antivenom to my families, I had never heard him speak with such urgency.
"Oscar, please...!"
The phone was hung up without hesitation.
After waiting anxiously for more than ten minutes, I finally received a call from Oscar.
I quickly answered the phone as if I had caught a life-saving straw.
Oscar sent me an address and asked me to pick up the antivenom myself.
The wind was howling outside, which was a sign of an impending storm.
I didn't have time to think about it too much, so I grabbed the car keys and headed out.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and soon it started pouring heavily.
There were no pedestrians or vehicles on the road.
I finally arrived at the address Oscar had sent me, eagerly asking for the antivenom.
Oscar frowned impatiently. "Is all you see in your eyes just the antivenom? Can't you see how miserable Betty's cat is?"
I couldn't hear anything, repeating over and over,