Zhu Yuanyuan was reluctant to give up the rewards of daily tasks, so she reluctantly gave up watching the excitement and returned to her master's house full of melancholy.
The excuse she gave was not a lie. There was really only the bottom of the bucket of styptic powder left. If it was not replenished, the patrol team might not be able to use it in two days. She had to hurry up and prepare the medicine.
Speaking of which, it's not all a bad thing for the master to be away from home. There is no one who knows the specific inventory of styptic grass. She can bring in private goods and mix them with the medicinal materials that were previously stored in the space.
There are many people in the tribe, so naturally the more medicinal materials the better. It wouldn't be a pity to keep them in her personal space. It would be better to use them to play their due role.
While Zhu Yuanyuan was immersed in pounding and dispensing medicine, the sun gradually set in the west, and the afterglow cast a little warmth on the peak across the river.
Suddenly a familiar male voice came from the door, "Are you tired Yuanyuan? Are there any other medicinal materials that need to be brewed?"
It was Shiraishi who had returned from hunting.
Zhu Yuanyuan replied without raising her head, "I'm not tired, no. Brother Baishi, please find a place to sit for a while. If you are injured, apply hemostatic powder yourself."
"No injuries," Shiraishi said with a smile, "Today's harvest was good. I encountered a nest of mutated rolo beasts. If you like to divide the prey, go early."
Zhu Yuanyuan's eyes lit up, "You have to go early, otherwise others will finish your share."
The leader would only leave the best prey for the great witch, and she was just a disciple of the great witch. Although she had priority when dividing the prey, she had to participate in it herself.
However, "Have all the hunting teams returned to the tribe today? What happened to the captured rabbit orcs?"
If there is still a team that has not returned, it is not good for her to run too fast. Besides, I don’t know what happened to Tu Bei’s group. If it has not been resolved yet, it is not suitable to leave early.
Tsk, even if I want to grab a piece of good meat, I feel very worried. I feel like I’m in such a miserable state.
"Don't worry," Shiraishi comforted in a soft voice, "I asked before I came here and all the hunting teams that went out have returned. As for the group of lazy rabbit orcs, the leader said that those who ran away were expelled from the tribe, and those who didn't ran were handed over. Grandpa He took it to open up wasteland."
This idea coincides with Zhu Yuanyuan's.
Opening up wasteland is hard and tiring, and there is a lot of work, but the advantage is that it does not hold people back. If these cowardly and lazy orcs are taken out to hunt, how many people may be affected.
Zhu Yuanyuan sincerely praised, "This is a great idea, chief."
"Everyone thinks it's good," Baishi's lips curled up slightly, and a sharp color flashed in his eyes.
Just now Yuanyuan's eldest brother came to him secretly and said that Tu Bei, who was expelled from the tribe, had evil intentions to kill Yuanyuan and Grandpa He before leaving. Such a person cannot be left alone.
What Zhu Yongyong meant was that since he was no longer one of his own, there was no need to worry too much about taking action. He had to take advantage of the fact that the person had left not long ago and there were traces of him to be found.
It happened that Shiraishi had the same plan, and the two agreed to leave the valley after dividing the meat in the evening.
Zhu Yuanyuan didn't know that her eldest brother had teamed up with Bai Shi to cause trouble. She quickly finished her work, packed up the newly prepared styptic powder and was about to close the door, but she didn't expect that someone would rush over at this time.
"It's not good, little witch, help me!" The visitor's dark face was full of panic.
"Brother Chang," Zhu Yuanyuan asked in surprise, "What happened?"
"Old Patriarch, Old Patriarch, he was stabbed," Zhu Chang shouted anxiously, "Quickly, go quickly, in the main square."
Because I was too anxious, I used all the titles before joining the clan.
Zhu Yuanyuan was shocked, "How could..."
Regardless of asking about the specific situation, she picked up the small medicine box and ran to the large square where the tribe gathered to share meat. As she ran, she rummaged through her virtual backpack. She quickly found the small porcelain bottle and quietly put it into the medicine box.
Three years ago, I was lucky in a lottery and got a bottle of life-sustaining pills. A seriously injured person could breathe for two hours after taking them. If he was lucky and received effective treatment, he might be able to save his life.
Although it is not an elixir for the living dead and flesh and bones, it is enough.
Zhu Yuanyuan ran as hard as she could, but the speed was quite fast. In just a few minutes, she arrived at the main square and saw a bunch of people gathered around and making a lot of noise.
Not far away lay a man with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
She frowned slightly and rushed forward and shouted, "Rang Rang, show me whether Grandpa He is seriously injured."
The crowd immediately dispersed, making room for Zhu Yuanyuan.
"Yuanyuan is here?" Zhu Shan said with a solemn face, "Uncle He was stabbed in the stomach with a bone knife, and a long gash was pulled out."
"It's okay, my life is tough and I can't die." Zhu He slightly squinted his cloudy eyes, his face was weak due to blood loss, but he still managed to hold on, "Isn't it just a scratch on my belly? I remember my arm back then..."
"Stop talking," Zhu Yuanyuan said angrily, "I'll stitch up your wound first."
Zhu He's injured area has actually been treated with medicine, but the wound is too long. No matter how good the medicine is applied, it will be washed away by the blood, and the bleeding cannot be stopped even after a long time.
The situation was not urgent enough to require life-sustaining pills. Zhu Yuanyuan skillfully cleaned the wound, sutured it, applied medicine, and bandaged it.
After a complete set of procedures, the wound stopped bleeding, the injured man's face turned red, and veins popped out on his forehead.
There is no anesthetic, it hurts.
Zhu Yuanyuan wiped the sweat that had fallen on her cheeks with the back of her hand, and said to Zhu Shan, "Take him to my master's house. I will boil some medicine for him to drink. I can take care of him while he lives there."
"Ah Chang," Zhu Shan turned to the crowd and shouted, "come and carry someone."
Zhu Chang came out with a few people to carry people, but Zhu Yuanyuan hurriedly shouted to stop.
"I'm not saying that it's better to use a stretcher to lift an injured person and squeeze the wound for free," Zhu Yuanyuan said with a serious face, "I've taught you how to make a stretcher, so no one takes it seriously."
"Ah~ no, I remembered it," Zhu Chang said awkwardly, scratching his head in defense, "I was so anxious that I forgot about it, so I'll go get it now."
Saying that, Sa Yazi ran out and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zhu Shan shook his head and sighed, "Young people are just unreliable."
"Clan leader~" Zhu Yuanyuan defended herself, "I am also a young man, very reliable."
"What you said doesn't count," Zhu Shan's eyes were full of wisdom, "I heard from Uncle He that you always run out of the valley alone these days."
Zhu Yuanyuan secretly cursed in her heart: Grandpa He, you are a big talker. You open up wasteland every day and still have time to gossip.
Zhu Shan could see through someone's mind at a glance and said matter-of-factly, "You are now an acting witch. You can't make any mistakes. People are paying attention to you wherever you go. Even if Uncle He doesn't say anything, others will."
Zhu Yuanyuan, "..." Goosebumps all over her body.
It was really scary to be stared at everywhere she went. She didn't want to live under the eyes of so many people at all.
But as an agent, you get this kind of treatment. If you become a regular agent, you will be in the limelight, right?
Master, please come back soon, my young disciple cannot bear it?_?.
"By the way," Zhu Yuanyuan suddenly remembered that there was still something to explain, "Clan leader, please pay attention when cleaning up the prey later. If there are mutant pigs, please leave some pig livers and pig hearts for me."
The internal organs are difficult to clean, and no one will eat them when the prey is plentiful. If you don’t tell them in advance, you won’t see them when the meat is divided.
Zhu Shan nodded, "Okay."
