Chapter 119 Old Friends

Under Jian Mo and his companions’ careful care, Bei Ya woke up quickly.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to touch the wound on his face. Jian Mo quickly grabbed his arms and said to him, “Don’t touch it to prevent infection.”

Bei Ya stared at Jian Mo closely: “The wound on my face—”

Jian Mo: “I’ve had surgery, it’s better than before, do you want to take a look?”

Bei Ya pursed his lips, with a look of desire in his eyes.

Jian Mo looked at him and judged his condition.

After judging for a while, Jian Mo handed him the mirror in his hand: “Take a look.”

This was a hand-polished metal mirror, which was a little blurry compared to modern mirrors, but much clearer than water.

Their tribe also had glass mirrors, but after a long journey, the glass mirrors were too easy to break, so they did not bring them with them.

Bei Ya took the mirror, hesitated for a moment, and finally raised it in front of his eyes.

The mirror clearly reflected his face and the scars on his face.

Jian Mo said, "The operation was very successful, and you should be able to recover well. Everyone helped to find some red rock grass, and I will apply it to you when the wound stops oozing fluid. In the next two days, I will make some slimming patches and apply them to you."

Bei Ya's eyes were red.

Jian Mo gently handed over the clean cloth in his hand: "Don't cry, the wound will get easily infected if it gets dirty."

Bei Ya nodded, tears flowing unstoppably: "Thank you, Dr. Jian Mo."

Jian Mo: "You're welcome, try not to talk or make any expressions in the next two days."

Bei Ya nodded quickly, pursed his lips, and used the cloth to absorb the tears from the corners of his eyes.

While talking, Bei Ya couldn't help but keep looking in the mirror. Although he looked a little worse than before he was completely injured, it was much better than the previous situation with scars all over his face.

He didn't expect that his face would be so delicate and smooth one day.

The surgery for Bei Ya was delayed too long today, and they couldn't rush to any tribe.

After discussing it, everyone decided to camp outdoors and stay where they were to rest - this place was close to the river and convenient for getting water.

The people from the Meng'an tribe also stayed.

Jian Mo and Wu Jiong personally rode Jiujiu back a long way, found some familiar trees on the mountain, peeled off the soft membrane inside the bark, and planned to do "reduction patching" for Beiya.

Reduction patching is similar to tape.

For delicate skin like the face, even if the wound is initially healed, the newly grown granulation tissue cannot completely resist the tension of the skin on both sides of the wound, so even if it looks almost healed, the wound will still become wider due to the tension.

Reduction patching is to artificially provide a force to pull the skin on both sides of the wound so that the tension pulling the wound can be offset to prevent scar proliferation.

Generally speaking, the reduction patch can be applied after the protein sutures are slightly absorbed, and then the reduction patch can be removed after the new tissue at the wound can resist the surrounding tension.

Bei Ya attaches great importance to his appearance, and Jian Mo hopes that they can do more to make his wound heal as well as possible.

Jian Mo and his friends brought boiled glue, but not much.

They have never tried to use glue on human skin, and Jian Mo is not sure whether the glue on human skin will cause allergies or something.

The skin on the face is too delicate, so Jian Mo didn't dare to apply it directly to his face, so he smeared the glue on the bark, intending to use the glue to stick the bark to the skin on the inside of his arm.

Wu Jiong watched his movements, and before he put it on his arm, he stretched out his arm first: "I'll do it."

Jian Mo raised his head and smiled: "I'll do it. I'll feel the process and see if there's anything that needs to be improved?"

Wu Jiong didn't insist after hearing him say that: "If there's anything uncomfortable, we'll take it off in time."

Jian Mo nodded: "Okay, I won't joke with my body."

Wu Jiong moved over and rubbed his head with his head.

They were busy here. Someone else cooked today and sent them a portion, and also sent a portion to each of the two flying beasts.

Jian Mo often teases Jiujiu for being fat. In fact, Jiujiu has to fly around carrying things on his back, which requires a lot of exercise. After coming out, he not only did not gain weight, but also lost some weight.

Ying Ao is not short of food. He is used to going out hunting and gathering by himself, and he can come back with a full stomach every day.

He is a worrier, and he is not used to it if he is not allowed to take care of Jiujiu.

Therefore, when Jian Mo saw Jiujiu eating Ying Ao's food, he turned a blind eye and did not disturb the two Jiujiu getting along.

Everyone was tired today, and after cleaning up the camp at night, everyone quickly fell asleep with the people in their tribe.

Snoring was heard everywhere in the camp.

Bei Ya lay beside his companions, staring at the stars for a long time with his eyes closed.

When Jian Mo woke up the next morning, the first thing he did after regaining consciousness was to look at the bark attached to the inside of his arm.

Even though the bark had been applied all night, it was still cool and smooth. He didn't feel any discomfort, nor did he have any redness, swelling, itching or anything like that.

He touched it in surprise and felt that it worked.

Wu Jiong walked over to him, stretched out his fingers and touched his arm, and judged: "The glue has turned into a hard lump."

Jian Mo: "Yes, it is like this. After all, it is biological glue. It is not very soft after it dries, but it is okay as long as it can be used."

Wu Jiong: "How do you take it off? Tear it off hard?"

Jian Mo shook his head: "Try alcohol. If alcohol doesn't work, try oil. If it really doesn't work, I will soak it in hot water and tear it off. If you tear it off hard, you will probably tear off a layer of bark together."

Wu Jiong went to get alcohol, poured the alcohol on a clean piece of cloth, and then wiped Jian Mo's arm.

None of the solutions Jian Mo had thought of worked. Alcohol was enough to deal with the glue on his arm.

After some attempts, the weight-reducing patch made of tree bark on his arm was quickly removed.

The skin on Jian Mo's arm was still very smooth and white, without any signs of redness, swelling or blistering, and even the marks were not obvious.

After confirming that this solution would work, Jian Mo took the remaining tree bark and glue and found Bei Ya: "I brought the weight-reducing patch. We have to leave soon. Let's put it on first to avoid the trouble of putting it on on the road."

Bei Ya nodded, sat obediently in front of Jian Mo, and cooperated with Jian Mo's movements.

Jian Mo asked for another clay pot, started a fire beside it, and dissolved the glue in water.

While the glue was melting, Jian Mo took scissors and bark, and carefully cut the bark according to the wounds on Bei Ya's face.

The reduction stickers require a certain length and width, and they must be carefully prepared. It is best to cut the appropriate size according to different wounds.

No one has seen these things made by Jian Mo.

Everyone is actually quite curious about these things, but no one came to watch.

Everyone did the things at hand tacitly, treating Bei Ya as an ordinary person. Some of the lively young beastmen were also particularly considerate today.

Bei Ya looked up in silence.

Jian Mo worked gently on his face and soon finished all the reduction stickers.

There were too many wounds on his face, and the overlapping of the slimming patches took up at least 70% of the area.

After applying the patches, Bei Ya's eating and talking would be affected, but he himself did not mind the impact.

As long as the slimming patches are not dirty, do not fall off, and do not cause allergies, there is no need to replace them.

After all, they are made of glue, and replacing them can easily cause secondary tears to the wounds.

Jian Mo observed Bei Ya's face: "It's fine for now. When you go back, pay attention to rest, eat a light diet, and keep a happy mood. The slimming patches should last for seven to ten days. If they don't fall off, don't touch them. If they fall off, don't worry about it."

The healing ability of the orcs and sub-orcs is still very strong. Generally speaking, they can be almost healed in three days. After seven to ten days, it doesn't matter if you don't apply the slimming patches.

Humans are weaker in physique, so it usually takes two to three weeks.

Bei Ya nodded.

Jian Mo smiled and said, "Then you go back and take good care of yourself. After the stickers are removed, we should be back to the Riverside Tribe soon. By then, you'd better come for a checkup."

Jian Mo handed the red rock grass in the basket to Bei Ya and said, "This is the red rock grass that everyone helped to find. It has a certain scar removal effect. After the stickers are removed, you can mash it and apply it on your face. Be careful when applying it, and don't apply it if redness or swelling occurs."

Jian Mo explained everything in detail.

After he finished speaking, he went through it in his mind and felt that there was nothing missing, so he smiled to Bei Ya and said, "Okay, you go back and have a good rest."

Bei Ya pulled Jian Mo's wrist and said, "I want to go with you."

Jian Mo was surprised, "Too much running on the road is not conducive to the healing of the wound."

Bei Ya: "If I follow you, nothing will happen."

Jian Mo understood, thought about it, and felt that if Bei Ya followed them, if something happened, they could respond in time.

However, he was not the leader of the team, and whether Bei Ya could follow or not depended on the leader.

Yun Ke had been paying attention to their situation for a long time. Receiving Jian Mo's pleading look, Yun Ke walked over and said, "You can follow us, but you need someone to carry you."

An orc from the Meng'an tribe immediately stood up and said, "If you don't mind, I can stay with Bei Ya." Others from the Meng'an tribe helped out, "We have brought food and can run very fast. We won't cause you any trouble." The enthusiastic chief Yan Dun said again

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"I also think it's better for Bei Ya to follow us. After such a serious injury, it's better to be under the watchful eyes of Doctor Jian Mo."

Since no one had any objections, Jian Mo also had no objection, and said with a smile: "Then follow."

In order to protect Bei Ya's wounds, Jian Mo specially found a big hat for him, and found a roll of clean cloth, let him wear the hat, and then cover his face with the cloth to block the sun.

For Bei Ya now, sun protection is the first priority.

Bei Ya didn't feel hot at all. Following Jian Mo's instructions, he put on the hat tightly and wrapped himself in cloth, wrapping himself tightly.

The other people in the Meng'an tribe went back first. They had to report the news back to the tribe so that the people in the tribe would not worry.

Jian Mo and his caravan returned to the planned route and headed for the Snowfoot Tribe.

They originally planned to reach the Snowfoot Tribe in one day, but because they were delayed on the road for most of the day, they arrived at the Snowfoot Tribe a day later, and arrived earlier than they thought.

They arrived in the afternoon before the sun set.

The Snowfoot Tribe is located at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, and there is a huge lake in the tribe.

The lake is a bit turquoise in color and looks extremely beautiful. The snow-capped mountains on the lakeshore are also eye-catching.

The houses in the Snowfoot Tribe are also different from those in other tribes. Their houses are a bit like stilt houses, probably because there is too much water here, it is cold and damp, and it is uncomfortable to live on the ground, so they have to be built on stilts to be dry and comfortable.

The scenery of the Snow Foot Tribe was unfamiliar, but the people waiting inside were familiar to Jian Mo.

The big caracals of the Yuqi Tribe and the fat chicks of the Baizhi Tribe heard that Jian Mo and his group was coming, so they all waited here.

However, the two tribes still couldn't get along. When they saw Jian Mo, the people of the two tribes got angry and asked Jian Mo to go to their tribe instead of the other tribe.

For this reason, the young people of the two tribes quarreled in front of everyone.

The big caracals looked at the fat birds: "You don't even have a proper house there, just a nest. Why should we go there?"

The fat birds widened their eyes and said for a moment: "But you shed hair!"

The big caracals: "Your food is not delicious either, you only eat some fruit bugs!"

The fat birds: "You shed hair!"

The big caracals: "You also have a history of shitting on people's heads."

The fat birds were so angry that their chests swelled up, and they jumped up and down in anger: "That's history! You shed hair now!"

The fat birds turned to look at Jian Mo: "Doctor Jian Mo, you don't want to eat a mouthful of hair when you go to their tribe, do you?"