Chapter 388 Take You to Rest
The tribesmen around were a little confused by Ji Nuan's question, but they also knew that now was the time for treatment, so no one spoke up to disturb her.
Ji Nuan turned to look at the female lying on the rock and said, "Sister, go wait with the tribesmen first. I'm going to prepare to treat her."
The female wiped her dirty little face, picked up the cub that was still spinning around her legs, and walked to the side with the help of two orcs.
Ji Nuan took the small wooden box out of the basket on her back and looked up at Ge Xing: "Uncle, is the water boiling?"
Ge Xing was not afraid of the heat, so he brought the porcelain pot over and said, "Just opened."
Ji Nuan opened two small wooden boxes and put the snake, needle and knife in them: "Put them aside for now and cover them with large leaves to keep dust out."
Ge Xing nodded.
Then he took out a small leaf bag and opened it carefully: "I will give you pain relief now, and you will no longer feel pain immediately."
The orcs had extraordinary hearing ability, and upon hearing this, they all stared at Ji Nuan and the injured orc with wide eyes.
Ji Nuan poured the precious Sharptooth Grass powder into a stone bowl, shook it evenly, and handed it to the old witch doctor who had been helping him: "Uncle, feed him this potion, and he will immediately feel no pain."
The old witch doctor looked at her, took the stone bowl doubtfully, walked to the orc, slightly lifted up the orc's head, and fed him the water.
Just as he put the stone bowl aside, he heard the exclamations of the tribesmen around him. He turned around quickly and saw that the orc had fallen asleep with a peaceful expression.
"This is..." The old witch doctor pointed at the orc who was sleeping soundly with a trembling finger, and was so surprised that he couldn't speak.
Ji Nuan said, “This is pain-relieving powder. The treatment later will be very painful. I’m afraid he won’t be able to bear it. He should just take a nap. It will be over when he wakes up.”
Having said that, he stopped looking at the old witch doctor, walked to the other porcelain pot that Ge Xing brought, and carefully cleaned his white and tender hands.
He turned to look at Ge Xing: "Uncle, bring this porcelain pot to the stone."
The clean hands no longer touch the porcelain pot covered with wood ash.
Ge Xing nodded and took it over.
Ji Nuan took out a strand of her hair that had just been thrown in, passed it through the iron needle, lowered her head and began to sew up his wound for the first time.
The tribesmen around were already dumbfounded. Could this wound be sewn up like animal skin?
The orcs shuddered in unison. Doesn't it hurt?
Look at the orc lying on the big rock.
"Huff~Huff~Huff~" He was actually snoring. Why did they find this scene so terrifying?
After stitching the wound, Ji Nuan picked up the snake again, squeezed out the blood around the wound, and then sprinkled the sacred tree powder that she had obtained from Mopes last time on it.
Wiping the sweat off her forehead, Ji Nuan tried several times before straightening her aching waist: "The wound has been treated. I brought some anti-inflammatory herbs in my backpack. I will boil them into bitter water for him to drink later. I hope he can survive."
The old witch doctor at the side was stunned by Ji Nuan's series of actions. Seeing that the wound that had just been bleeding but failed to stop even with the sacred tree powder from two tribes had stopped bleeding, he looked up at Ji Nuan with his eyes sparkling.
Ge Xing quickly inserted himself between the old witch doctor and Ji Nuan, and pulled Ji Nuan out, saying, "You must be tired. Uncle will take you to rest."
I scribbledly corrected the typos and posted it quickly. Hahahaha, uh... I'm going to bed. Good night everyone!
(End of this chapter)