Chapter 122: The Early Death of the Orc World 10

When Qinghe woke up, she felt something flowing out from under her body.

She took a deep breath and cleared her throat, only a few breaths coming out of her throat.

Very good, I lost my voice last night.

Lin, who was always paying attention to the movements in the bedroom, immediately opened the bedroom door. Looking at the miserable female lying on the bed, he couldn't help feeling guilty.

Qinghe stared curiously at the green liquid in his hand, tilting her head with her clear eyes full of curiosity.

"Then…#^%&…"

She tried several times, but the sound from her throat still didn't form any words.

"Don't worry." Lin helped her up and put the ointment beside the bed.

"The witch doctor said you may lose your voice for a few days, but you will recover if you take good care of yourself."

Qinghe looked at the herbal ointment on the bedside in confusion. Why didn't she remember having this at home?

Lin held her curious little head back and said, "I got this from the witch doctor this morning. Applying it down there will reduce the pain."

???

!!!

After absorbing the information, Qing He widened her eyes and turned to stare at his calm face.

So, Rin went to see the witch doctor this morning and told him about her physical condition?

Doctor: ...

He was also shocked to see a snow wolf appear at his doorstep early in the morning. After hearing Qinglin's purpose, the experienced him secretly complained in his heart that every year during the snow season there are always a few ignorant beastmen who come here to ask for help.

The witch doctor took a bag of herbs from the top grid with ease and handed it to the eager orc.

"Go home and boil it, then apply it twice a day, morning and night to help the wound below heal."

After understanding the doctor's instructions, Lin: ...

A hint of red suddenly appeared in his ears. Worried about the females in the family, Lin pretended to be calm and took the medicine. After thanking the witch doctor, he turned around and was about to leave.

The witch doctor interrupted his steps with a smile: "Lin, if you were too intense last night, Qinghe's voice might be hoarse today, but he just needs to rest more in the next few days."

"By the way, it's best to let Qinghe have a good rest in the next few days."

The running snow wolf staggered in the air, and after spluttering a mouthful of snow, it turned around and howled at the witch doctor twice, then walked away.

The witch doctor looked at the new snow wolf marks in the yard with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh: You are so young, and not stable at all...

Shaking off the memories from his mind, Lin gave the female a bath and applied medicine to her while she was struggling slightly.

Then he stuffed the female, who was turning her back to him and ignoring him, into the quilt and put the steaming ground bean soup aside.

"Qinghe, if you're hungry later, eat first. I'm going to the meeting room first."

Hearing the footsteps gradually fading away, Qinghe poked her head out from under the quilt. She leaned against the head of the bed, not knowing what the medicine was. It was icy and cool, but it felt very comfortable when applied on her.

She held the ceramic bowl and drank the warm soup, and the aggrieved feeling of being forced to apply medicine finally dissipated a little.

On the other side, the meeting room.

As soon as Lin entered, she saw that the captains of other hunting teams had already arrived. They were surrounding the clan leader and the miko, discussing something.

"Rin, come here quickly." The familiar beastman called out to him.

He found a spot and squeezed in.

"The witch said the animal god gave her guidance," the chief spread out the animal skin, on which two pictures were drawn with charcoal, "one is a fish cage, and the other is breaking the ice to catch fish."

"How can there be fish in such a cold river?" someone questioned.

"Yes, I saw fish when I fell into the glacier before."

"But how can we catch fish? The ice on the river is too thick now."

"Didn't the witch say that there was guidance from the beast god?"

All of them looked at the patriarch with wide eyes inquiringly.

The chief pointed to the pattern on the animal skin and said, "Don't you see the fish cage? I called everyone here today so that you can learn how to make a fish cage from the witch. Once it's done, follow the witch to go fishing."

Learn to make fish cage?

The hunting team members, who were usually used to fighting with their prey, looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Isn't hunting your job?" The chief had expected this scene. Normally, manual work was mostly done by injured orcs or females.

"Of course!" Only the best orcs can become hunting team members, and each of them is responsible for the food plan of the tribe.

Seeing that his provocation was successful, the chief assigned weaving tasks to this group of orcs. Each person was only responsible for a part of the content. Following the assembly line-like process, they quickly completed one third of the weaving task.

After having dinner at the clan leader's house, Lin opened the door of her home and saw a warm fire burning in the living room.

The coldness between his brows disappeared instantly. The stove in the kitchen showed signs of having been used, and it seemed that the female had already eaten.

Lin turned around and pushed the bedroom door only to find it was closed. He looked around the living room suspiciously and finally found a wooden bed in the corner, which was even covered with animal skins.

Rin: …

Was I kicked out of the room?