Time passed bit by bit, and the orcs were waiting anxiously outside the house.
The two wizards in the room were busy with their own things.
Bei Yutang asked Yan Meng to quickly wipe the blood off Enlin's body. After cleaning his wounds, he began to apply antiseptic herbs. When the herbs were applied, Enlin groaned unconsciously, and beads of sweat overflowed from his forehead.
"Be patient for a while, it will be over soon." Bei Yutang said to him.
Enlin nodded.
Sure enough, after a stinging sensation, a cool feeling came from the wound, and the burning pain disappeared.
Enlin looked at the branches and leaves painted on his body in amazement.
After a while, Bei Yutang asked Yan Meng to remove all the branches and leaves on his body, replace them with hemostatic herbs, and then bandage the wounds on his body with animal skins cut into strips.
It took a full half hour to finish these two tasks. By then, the medicine on the fire had already boiled. She used a bamboo tube to scoop some into the wooden bowl and asked him to drink it.
On the other side, the witch applied all the medicine she brought to his wound without even cleaning the blood. Shan Shi broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but he didn't dare to say a word.
There are rules that wizards cannot shout when praying, so Shan Shi could only endure it silently.
After she finished, she gave him a bowl of black medicine.
Then, just like before, he started chanting the spell. Sanshi was still conscious at first, but gradually his consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally he fell into a coma.
When the wizard finished praying and opened his eyes, I noticed that his face was abnormally red. I couldn't help but reach out and touch his forehead, which was very hot.
The wizard was shocked. Usually in such a situation, it was impossible to snatch the person back from the hands of the gods.
The wizard was a little worried and kept pacing back and forth in the wooden house.
If it were in the past, she wouldn't have needed to worry, but now it was different. There was another witch in the tribe. If her ability was higher than hers, she would no longer have a place in the future.
The wizard was anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
She could only pray in her heart that the other party felt the same way.
At this time, on Bei Yutang's side, Enlin also had a high fever.
Yan Meng asked curiously, "Bei, don't you pray?"
"What I'm doing now is praying." Bei Yutang noticed that Enlin's face was abnormally red, reached out and touched it, it was very hot, and Enlin fell into a sleepy mode.
"Meng, go get some water outside."
Yan Meng nodded and left the wooden house with the bamboo tube.
The people waiting outside the cabin saw him come out and asked, "How is Enlin?"
Yan Meng shook his head.
When he brought water back from the stream outside the tribe, Bei Yutang immediately asked him to put the water on the fire. When it reached a temperature higher than the human body, he wet the animal skin and handed it to Yan Meng.
"Now use the hide to slowly wipe his forehead and body. Be sure not to touch his wounds."
When warm water evaporates, it absorbs heat, so it has a cooling effect.
In this primitive state, only this method can be used.
"If you encounter this situation in the future, or if other members of the tribe encounter this situation, you can do this." Bei Yutang did not forget to teach him some life knowledge.
Yan Meng suddenly asked, "Did the gods tell you this?"
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