Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

"Shaman Ji Nuan." Just as the stone door cracked open, Awa, drenched from head to toe, appeared at the entrance, arm outstretched as if he was about to push the door open and come in.

"How are you soaking wet on a day as cold as this?" Even his hair was damp, with a few strands frozen with ice.

Awa scratched his head in slight embarrassment. "I went out today to hunt big-horned beasts, but I didn’t expect Desert Wolves to target them too. The fight got pretty intense, and I got drenched with a lot of bloody water. Afterward, I washed up a bit by the lake."

Ji Nuan nodded and took a few herbs from her basket, handing them to him. "Take these herbs inside and brew them into a potion like I taught you yesterday. Drink it."

Holding the herbs, Awa wrinkled his beast-like face, his heart full of resistance. "We orcs have strong bodies; it shouldn’t be a big deal. Even if I catch a fever, it’ll go away in no time."

Upon hearing this, Ji Nuan let out a cold snort, casting a sideways glance at him. "I know your thick skin can handle it, but your brother just finished treatment and is in a frail state. If you pass some illness onto him, hehe..."

Those final "hehes" sent a shiver down Awa’s spine, leaving him no choice but to take the herbs inside with a reluctant, tearful expression.

"I swear, these orcs—none of them are little cubs anymore, yet they’re still so afraid of taking medicine. Seriously." Ji Nuan muttered under her breath.

Xiu Yan, who was standing nearby, stiffened, his eyes wandering off toward something else.

No orc, including him, liked drinking bitter water like that.

When Ji Nuan arrived at the old Shaman’s cave, the floor was covered with beast-skin mats, and wounded tribesmen lay upon them, their faces contorted in pain.

The old Shaman and Harry were busily darting around, treating them.

When they saw Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan enter, the old Shaman let out a big sigh of relief. "Shaman Ji Nuan, come quickly and lend a hand. So many tribesmen are injured this time."

After calling out, the old Shaman immediately knelt beside another orc and returned to his work.

Seeing the situation, Ji Nuan also walked over to one of the wounded orcs and began treating him.

"Ah! Ahhh—it hurts! It hurts!"

A piercing cry of agony erupted, making Ji Nuan startle and nearly pour an entire dose of medicinal powder onto the orc’s wound by accident.

Calming her startled heart, she finished bandaging the orc. "Alright, the bleeding has stopped. Rest well and eat plenty of food. Orcs have strong recovery abilities, so you’ll be fine in no time."

Seeing how his previously bleeding wound had ceased under Shaman Ji Nuan’s skillful application of medicinal powder, the orc gratefully thanked her.

Ji Nuan smiled and nodded. "Rest up!"

With that, she headed toward the source of the cries of pain.

She was curious to see what kind of injury could have caused such terrible screams.

The cries came from deeper inside the cave, where the most severely wounded were lying.

When Ji Nuan walked in, the old Shaman and Harry were kneeling beside a young orc. At the moment, the orc’s face was ashen, and one arm dangled limply at his side.

"What’s going on here?"

The feminine voice had everyone turning their heads toward her. Both the old Shaman and Harry looked at her. "This cub’s bone is injured... sigh..."

The old Shaman’s voice quivered slightly, his eyes reddening. This cub hadn’t even been an adult for six months yet. He had only just begun learning to hunt alongside the other orcs. And now, with his arm in this condition, what was he supposed to do in the future?