Chapter 470 Improvement
It had been a long time since Ji Nuan and her group of beasts left, but Botel's screams on the open ground had not stopped. The surrounding snow had actually turned into snow water because of Botel's rolling.
Ji Nuan returned to the tribe's base and looked at the group of injured orcs in the tent. She couldn't suppress the anger in her heart. If it wasn't for the purpose of allowing this big trade fair to continue, she really wanted to kill that Botel just now.
Ji Nuan first treated the wounds of Yali, Chief Ge Xing and several seriously injured people, and then Teng went out to help treat other orcs.
"Nuannuan, what happened?" After working non-stop until the evening, they finally finished treating all the orcs' injuries. Xiu Yan rubbed Ji Nuan's shoulders while asking with concern.
Ji Nuan shook her head: "It's okay for the other tribesmen, but the injuries on the cliff are too serious. I don't know if they can recover."
Xiu Yan also fell silent
Although he usually quarreled with Yali and even bullied him occasionally, in his heart, Pressure was a good brother and a good partner. Now, hearing Ji Nuan say this, his heart suddenly felt like it was blocked by a huge rock.
Mu Chun did not leave either. He had been helping to take care of the injured beastman. After hearing what Ji Nuan said, he thought for a moment before walking over and squatting in front of Ji Nuan: "You can give him one of the beast god fruits. When the beast god fruit makes him evolve, it will also strengthen his body at the same time. In this way, maybe this beastman can still be saved."
Ji Nuan's eyes lit up instantly when she heard this: "Really?"
In fact, Ji Nuan had thought about it before, but Yali's body was too weak, and she was afraid that he could not withstand the medicinal effect of the Beast God Fruit for a while. However, since Mu Chun, the tree man of the sacred tree, said so, Ji Nuan instantly gained confidence.
He turned around and took out a beast god fruit from the basket on his back, cut a hole in it, and squeezed the juice into the mouth of Yali.
The remaining peel was ground into mud and distributed to all the injured tribesmen.
Yali's originally calm face suddenly turned into one of pain. It was indeed the legendary magical fruit, which actually neutralized the effect of the sharp-toothed grass powder.
The wound that Ji Nuan had treated started to bleed again. Ji Nuan frowned and said, "The wound is bleeding again."
There was worry in his tone.
Xiu Yan held her hand and said, "Wait and see, maybe it's just the wound that's healing."
Ji Nuan nodded.
Sure enough, after a while, the blood oozing from the wound slowed down, and Yali's wrinkled brows gradually relaxed, and his expression gradually calmed down.
"The wound is getting better!" Someone exclaimed in surprise.
Ji Nuan shifted her gaze towards the wound on Yali's abdomen, and saw that the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, this healing speed did not last long. After the internal injuries were relieved, it stopped as if the energy was exhausted.
Even so, Yali's breathing was much steadier than before, which made Ji Nuan and the tribesmen breathe a sigh of relief. They used clean snake grass to wipe off the blood that had just seeped out of Yali's body, and Ji Nuan applied medicinal powder to him again. Only then did everyone feel completely relieved.
Mu Chun smiled and patted Ji Nuan on the shoulder: "Don't worry, your people will be fine. Go to bed early. The official trade fair will start tomorrow. I will come to you to see the good things of our Shenmu Tree People."
(End of this chapter)