I have a wildlife zoo

Chapter 340 The Correct Way to Handle It

Daigo: "I'll ask the director!"

He was in the cafeteria at the moment, and Fang Ye and Lan Li were also there having a meal.

"Director!"

Fang Ye smiled and asked, "What's up?"

Daigo said, "In our Linhai Zoo enthusiast group chat, one of the members found a bird stuck to a glue trap and isn't sure how to deal with it."

"In that case, tell him to call our rescue center's hotline. If he doesn't know it, he can either dial 114 to get the number or call 110!" Fang Ye said while opening QQ to check the group's chat history.

The veterinary hospital always has someone on duty; after the upgrade, we set up a hotline open to the public. If citizens encounter something like a wild boar, they can now directly call the zoo for help.

Daigo stroked his chin, deep in thought: "Right, there does seem to be a rescue center at the zoo. The wild boar was sent there too, right? But I really don't know the phone number!"

At that moment, Fang Ye also saw the little bird with gray-green wings and a touch of yellow in the group's photo and replied, "This is a light-vented bulbul. It's commonly seen in the cities of the south, right up there with sparrows and warbling white-eyes as one of the city's three treasures!"

Qingzui: "/laughcry, it turns out to be a very common bird? I've never even heard of it!"

Lili: "Never heard of it +1, I only know about sparrows."

Dirty Hollywood Night: "By the way, how do you even pronounce this character? I can't read it."

Fang Ye: "'Bēi,' it's also called the Chinese bulbul. You must have heard of this one. It's got a patch of white on its head, which is one of its distinguishing features."

Qingzui: "Oh, I do know about the Chinese bulbul."

Fang Ye: "@Mr. Lin, our rescue center's number is xxxxx. Call and report the address. Our staff will come over after we eat. We're eating right now."

Anyway, the light-vented bulbul's situation wasn't urgent.

Lin Hao saw the information on QQ and felt both delighted and surprised. Explore stories on My Virtual Library Empire

After just finding out the bird was a light-vented bulbul, he checked and found out it wasn't a protected species.

Qingzui, "Learned something new, learned something new!"

Monk Miaoshan, "This is so complicated! Indeed, professional tasks should be left to professionals."

Lin Hao felt relieved, thinking that if the zoo hadn't handled it, he was considering treating the bird himself, feeding it and giving it water every day to help it recuperate, which could have easily ended up killing it.

Moreover, as someone who had to go to work every day, he wouldn't have had the energy for such attentive care.

At that moment, Lili asked, "Director, what if we don't have menthol oil at home?"

Fang Ye thought about it, "Menthol oil is the most appropriate, but alcohol and cooking oil can work too, though the effect might be a bit less. If a bird accidentally sticks to a glue board, don't forcibly tear it off, as that could injure the bird."

Lin Hao complained, "It wasn't me who tore it off. We had agreed to leave it be, but the landlord came over and just yanked it off. Luckily it didn't seem to be stuck too tightly."

He called the rescue center, and the duty staff asked for details, "You said a bird got stuck on a mouse glue board, may I ask what kind of bird it is? Can you describe its physical characteristics? How is the bird doing now? Where do you live? Could you leave a contact number?

Alright, thank you. Our staff will get in touch with you by phone when they're on their way!"

Lin Hao felt quite cool when he said the words "Chinese bulbul."

Feeling a bit proud, he thought this was something that most people wouldn't recognize, although he had only just learned it himself.

After having dinner, considering it would take a while for the staff from the zoo to get there, and having just learned the procedure, he decided to start treating the Chinese bulbul himself.

They didn't have menthol oil at home, but there was cooking oil.

Gently rubbing with the oil proved to be much more effective than water, allowing a leg that was firmly stuck to its abdomen to separate.

After cleaning and drying it off, the Chinese bulbul seemed much more relaxed, standing up in the box, cocking its head, with its black eyes staring at him, seemingly lost in thought.

Lin Hao said with a smile, "Little buddy, it's your bad luck to get stuck to a mouse glue board, but it's also your good fortune to meet me! I know the experts, so I didn't just treat you any old way."

Once the Chinese bulbul's legs and chest were separated, he closed the box, putting a book on top to prevent it from jumping out, leaving a gap for air.

When the staff called, he picked up the box and went downstairs.

The staff even took a photo of him holding the box, of course for promotional purposes.