I don't know how long I slept. When I woke up again, it was already bright outside. The sky was still overcast, but thankfully it didn't rain again today.

Perhaps because I had already been infected, I was still very tired and weak when I woke up. I touched my forehead, and it was burning hot.

I know that if a serious external injury is not treated promptly and effectively, the wound can become infected, leading to an increase in white blood cells and a rapid rise in body temperature.

After struggling on the ground for a while, I managed to get up with difficulty. I needed to check how badly I was injured.

Unwrapping the arm that was covered by banana leaves, the exposed flesh had dried and formed a layer of purplish-black scabs.

The bleeding stopped, but the arm remained wrapped up, and the moisture made the flesh around it turn as pale as pickled chicken feet.

It seems that Agrimonia pilosa can only stop bleeding, and its antibacterial effect is quite poor.

Then I bent down and pulled up my trouser leg to check the injury on my knee. Yesterday, after the leeches had sucked all the blood from my bruises, I put them into the fire.

Afterwards, I crushed Rafflesia and Aconitum carmichaelii, added a little wine, and mixed it into a medicinal wine. I then rubbed the mixture on areas without obvious wounds until it became warm.

Normally, medicinal wine at home is made by soaking the herbs in strong liquor for several months until it turns red before use. However, due to limited resources, I can only use wine instead of strong liquor.

Rub the uninjured knee with the soaked medicinal wine and the dregs.

The reason for rubbing it on uninjured areas is that aconite is highly toxic and can only be used externally. I was worried about it entering the bloodstream, so I didn't dare apply it to the wound.

After applying the medicine externally, I chewed some Rafflesia flowers and drank it with wine. The wine helped the medicine work faster in my body.

My grandfather told me that combining internal and external methods is the best way for our family to treat sprains and bruises.

The bruises have healed considerably today, and the raised lumps have subsided.

As a potent remedy for sprains and bruises in our family, Aconitum carmichaelii is quite effective. This is the first time I've seen it combined with Rafflesia arnica to achieve such excellent therapeutic results.

With this combination of internal and external application, I estimate my leg injury will heal quickly. It's just a pity that aconite is poisonous and cannot be taken internally, otherwise the effect would probably be even better.

The main problem now is that my body is infected from the bite wound, and it seems that ordinary herbal medicine cannot completely kill the germs.

In general, one has to go to the hospital to save their life in this situation. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Do I have a hospital here?

I don't have a good solution right now, so I can only deal with things as they come. I don't dare to take any unfamiliar herbs here for the time being, and I still have some tree bark in my basket that Top collected for me back in our hometown.

When I came out, I had thought about the high fever, so I asked Top to take me to find some bark from this tree to keep on hand in case of emergency. I didn't expect that I would actually need it today.

I took out the pot, lit a fire, and added half a bamboo tube of water to it. Inside a medicine packet, also wrapped in banana leaves, was that same dried tree bark.

I added some tree bark and dandelion, both of which are heat-clearing and detoxifying herbs. Boiling them together is fine and will even enhance their medicinal effects.

When decocting Chinese medicine, I first boil it quickly over medium heat, then let it cool slightly before turning to low heat and simmering it until only a small half bowl of water remains. At this point, the concentration of the decoction is optimal.

The medicine was still incredibly bitter and astringent, but who cared about that when it was about to survive? Even if it was just bitter, I'd drink it down like a piss.

After gulping down the bowl of medicine in one go, my face instantly contorted in pain. The bitterness, concentrated through boiling, was even more intense than before.

I've eaten bitter melon raw before, and that stuff is bitter enough, but this medicine is two or three times more bitter than bitter melon.

Top is right next to me right now. It only has a slight sprain in its arm. Yesterday, I treated it with a medicinal wine made from Rafflesia flowers, and it's much better today.

It could now support its weight on its forelimbs and walk, though it still walked with a slight limp. Top seemed very happy to see me awake and kept chirping around me.

I don't feel hungry right now, but my instincts tell me I still need to eat something so my body can have the energy to function.

I shared some of the jerky and liver with Top, while I ate the liver myself as my main dish.

Fortunately, the bite injured a vein in the left hand; if it had bitten an artery in the right hand, the person probably wouldn't have made it back yesterday.

Even so, I lost a lot of blood yesterday. Now I can only eat more blood-nourishing organs to promote blood synthesis in my body.

Not long after I ate, I felt dizzy again. I fell asleep again and slept until night fell in the jungle.

When I woke up, I didn't know if it was the medicinal effect of the tree bark or something else, but my body felt much lighter and my head didn't feel so groggy.

When I touched her forehead, I found that her high fever had subsided and her forehead was no longer as hot as before.

Top's bark is really effective! My high fever has really started to subside.

But I was too young and underestimated how dangerous it was to get infected in the jungle. The medicine only brought down my high fever; it didn't kill off the bacteria that infected me.

I was overjoyed. I didn't even have time to eat before I started a fire. Then I added half a bamboo tube of water to the pot and boiled the medicine down to half a bowl of water, just like before. I drank it down.

I feel like I've been saved now, and I'm fantasizing that in just a few more days I'll be fully recovered and able to run around and play like before.

After having some food with Top, I went back to bed early to rest.

Tomorrow will surely be better than today. Once my leg injury heals, I can go to that stream and set up some traps to catch fish.

With the nourishment of fish soup, my body will recover faster, and then I'll escape this awful place as soon as possible and never come back.

Lost in this boundless and beautiful fantasy, I drifted off to sleep, and as expected, I slept very well this time.

When I woke up the next day, I found that I was indeed more awake than the day before, and my forehead was no longer hot. My high fever had completely subsided.

On the third day, I felt even better. At this point, thanks to the traditional Chinese medicine, my left knee was able to cooperate with my right leg for simple walking.

Monkeys are wild animals, and their recovery speed is naturally faster than that of humans.

At this moment, Top is recovering faster than I am. Except for some scabs that haven't fallen off, it can basically jump around now.

Just when I thought everything was going well, an unexpected event occurred...