The Survival of the Wild Tribe

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A Jiao looked at Shan Song anxiously when she heard the words, and Shan Song nodded gently to her, "Da Wu, no matter what method is used, as long as it can save him."

Luo Zhen didn’t give them any more explanation. He asked Ah Qing to light several braziers around because now that it's dark, the surrounding temperature will drop a lot, and he didn’t feel much heat after so many braziers were illuminated.

The effect of Tai Sui is that the older it is, the better. Luo Zhen is not sure whether the Tai Sui spawned with crystal fruit can be compared with those used by Heiya before, although Luo Zhen only knows a little about first aid. But now, he can only bite the bullet.

"Cut off all the blackened and rotten meat?" Lu Zhan gestured with a bone knife and asked again for confirmation.

Luo Zhen nodded. It was the first time that the orcs who were watching saw someone cutting meat to heal the wounds. However, the members of the Riyao tribe trusted their great witch. Although the two of Shan Song were worried, they did not say anything to stop him. They all knew that if the Great Witch of the Sun Tribe didn't take action, it would be difficult for Shan Qi to survive.

"Well, don't leave it at all, treat it all clean." The carrion has already started to smell, and continuing to stay on the wound is not conducive to wound recovery.

Luo Zhen also simply washed his hands in wild garlic water for disinfection, and then put the spicules and gut aside for later use. The wound is too big, and it must be sutured after cutting off the rotten meat inside. The big thistle stopped the bleeding. He clean up the black mud  in Shan Qi's stomach and then stuff a pile of smashed big thistle.

Although Lu Zhan had not treated a wound before, his movements were fast and steady. After a few strokes, Shan Qi who was unconscious suddenly moved, and Lu Zhan hurriedly stopped and looked at Luo Zhen.

"Hold him down and continue." Luo Zhen solemnly ordered.

A Qing hurriedly stepped forward and pressed Shan Qi's shoulders, Shan Qi's face became paler and paler, cold sweat even oozed out of his forehead, but the pain became like this, and there was still no sign of lucidity.

Lu Zhan no longer hesitated. Following Luo Zhen's instructions, he quickly scraped off the rotten and black meat. A Jiao looked at it and couldn't help but grab the hand of Shansong next to her. Her nails were deeply sunk in the flesh of Shan Song, but Shan Song didn't seem to feel any pain at all, only looking at the bone knife in Lu Zhan's hand.

This process didn’t feel very good to everyone around. Fortunately, Shanqi had been in a coma. Otherwise, Luo Zhen was really afraid that the act of cutting flesh without anaesthetic can cause him to die in pain.

Shan Qi's wound was much better than Luo Zhen had expected. The rotten flesh was only on the surface, and bright red blood flowed out soon after it was scraped off.

If it wasn't for the blackened medicinal mud wrapped in his body, with Shan Qi's own healing ability, the wound would slowly heal over time, instead of lying here half-dead like now.

Luo Zhen has always wondered whether the medicinal mud on the hands of the tribal great witches is really for healing. He heard that the medicinal mud on the hands of the black witches was exchanged from the tiger and lion tribe at a high price. According to Gan Po, the medicinal mud is the soil on the Beast God Mountain which has been kissed by the Beast God, therefore it has the effect of healing the pain.

After handling all the rotten flesh, Lu Zhan gave up his position to Luo Zhen, and Luo Zhen quickly stepped forward and started stitching together Shan Qi. When the last stitch was finished, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.