Chapter 393 - 392, Difficulty_1
After bidding farewell to the shaman, Ge Xing grimaced and muttered, "That old fox, he’s definitely trying to get close to Ji Nuan and her cub again."
Ji Nuan woke up from her pleasant sleep at noon. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and stretched.
This bear-like clan leader sure has comfortable beast skin bedding. It was so thick and the bottom layer was padded with a layer of thick dry grass. She slept for so long and didn’t feel any dampness from the beast skin beneath her.
Putting on her beast skin coat, Ji Nuan stepped out of the tent. The sun hung high in the sky, radiating a warm glow.
"Little Ji Nuan, are you awake?" Ge Xing’s voice came from one side. Ji Nuan turned her head towards him.
A few orcs from the Watson Tribe were sitting together in front of a stone-enclosed fire pit, roasting tantalizing meat. The chubby lion cub sat on a beast skin mat, looking at her with sparkling eyes.
Ji Nuan walked over and asked, "Uncle, where is the small river of the Dashi Tribe? I want to wash up."
Ge Xing laughed and pointed to a large stone trough beside the tent and said, "I knew you’d need water in the morning, so I had the orcs prepare some for you."
Ji Nuan smiled warmly, "Thank you, Uncle. Let me go wash up."
Ge Xing waved his hand, "We are all members of the same tribe, no need for such politeness. Go wash up and come back to eat."
The water in the stone trough, warmed by the morning sun, felt pleasant.
Ji Nuan first brushed her teeth with salt, then washed her face with warm water. She instantly felt energized.
She went into the tent, took her small package from her basket, took out a thin piece of beast skin to dry her face, and then went out again.
Sitting down on the stone next to the fire, Ji Nuan turned to Ge Xing and asked, "Uncle, how are the injured orcs doing?"
Ge Xing handed her a piece of roasted meat, "This morning, the old shaman from the Dashi Tribe came by and said the two orcs with bone injuries are resting and the orc with stomach injuries still hasn’t woken."
Ji Nuan took a bite of the steaming roast, cooled her mouth by breathing, then replied, "That’s normal. With the dose of medicine I gave him yesterday, he should wake up this afternoon. I also need to go put some medicinal powder on his wound later. Otherwise, he’ll be in extreme pain when he wakes."
Ge Xing nodded, "That’s true. The wound really is too large; it’s painful just to look at."
Ji Nuan laughed, "He’s still doing well, all things considered. Dashi Tribe, Gray Bear Tribe, and Meng Tai were able to provide enough Divine Wood Powder to stop his bleeding. If the bleeding was too excessive, even after my treatment, he wouldn’t have survived."
Ge Xing nodded, "So, when you asked him yesterday if he felt cold, you were checking if he’d lost too much blood? I remember as a child, my uncle was gored by a wild beast and was constantly bleeding. He was always cold before he died."
Ji Nuan nodded, "That’s correct. It’s easy to manage external wounds, but once too much blood is lost, there’s nothing I can do."
As Ji Nuan said this, her previously delicious fragrant roast seemed to lose some of its flavor. The treatment conditions in the Beast World were terrible. For something like blood transfusion, she was absolutely helpless.