Chapter 395 Review
Ge Xing touched Ji Nuan's head and said, "Why think so much? If our witch doctor had faced the same injuries as the orc yesterday, he would have been helpless and could only watch him die. Besides, our tribe doesn't even have the sacred tree powder.
Each of us orcs has our own destiny. This orc was able to hold on until you came to save him. Isn't it because of the protection of the Beast God?"
Ji Nuan glanced at the serious-looking Chief Ge Xing, and instantly felt much more cheerful.
"Haha, what do you think? Do you think what your uncle said is right and makes a lot of sense?" A smug expression instantly appeared on Ge Xing's face again.
Ji Nuan shook her head helplessly, thinking: He is so handsome for only three seconds.
Ji Nuan finished the barbecue in her hand without letting her mind wander. She then picked up the chubby boy Xiu Yan and followed a Watson tribe orc carrying a backpack to the tent where the injured orcs were housed.
Along the way, they met beastmen from the Big Stone Tribe and the Grizzly Bear Tribe. No matter old or young, they all stopped to smile and bow to Ji Nuan, which made her feel very uncomfortable. She quickly quickened her pace and got into the tent.
The two beastmen on the animal skin mat were nibbling on fruits out of boredom. When they saw Ji Nuan coming in, they quickly put the fruits in their hands on the animal skin beside them and said with sparkling eyes, "Witch doctor, you are here."
Ji Nuan smiled and said, "You guys eat your food, I'll go take a look at him."
As he said this, he pointed at the orc who was still sleeping soundly on the big rock.
The beastman on the left said, "The witch doctor came in the morning and left. He hasn't woken up yet."
Ji Nuan nodded: "He will soon wake up. I was afraid that his wound would hurt after he woke up, so I came over to sprinkle some medicine powder."
The beastman looked at the beastman on the boulder with envy and asked, "Is it the precious powder that instantly relieved pain yesterday?"
Ji Nuan nodded: "No matter how precious the medicine powder is, it is not as precious as your life. Once the medicine powder is used up, you can get more, but you only have one life."
Hearing such emotional words for the first time, the two orcs were instantly moved to tears. They never thought that in the witch doctor's heart, their lives were so important.
Ji Nuan washed her hands with the hot water that had been boiling in the tent, then walked to the big rock and carefully untied the snake wrapper on the beastman's wound. There was no redness, swelling or inflammation on the wound, which made Ji Nuan breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the powder and bitter water that she had applied yesterday were still very useful.
He turned around and took out the small leaf bag of toothgrass powder from the basket on his back, opened it carefully, scooped up some with a wooden spoon, and sprinkled it evenly on the orc's wound.
The sharp tooth grass powder was absorbed into the wound not long after it fell on it. Ji Nuan then sprinkled the anti-inflammatory and hemostatic powder prepared by the witch doctor Ama on it.
Pointing to a bag of herbs wrapped in large leaves in the basket on his back, he said to the tribesman beside him: "Boil this bag of herbs into bitter water and give it to him to drink when he wakes up."
The beastman nodded: "Okay."
This beast is the grandson of the witch doctor Ama and the son of Uncle Bo. It has always been following its father to help the witch doctor Ama. Although it is not a witch doctor, it can still do some simple things very well.
As for things like boiling bitter water, the beastman, who has been in poor health since childhood and drinks bitter water as if it were water, said that no beast is more skilled than him at it.
"Ji Nuan, I knew you were here, haha." The old witch doctor's laughter came from the entrance of the tent.
(End of this chapter)