The dicinal soup contained so sleep-inducing herbs, so the Beastman’s breathing had gradually evened out.
Wu Yue looked at Yuan Qi. "Uncle, to treat his wounds, I’m still missing a few types of herbs."
Yuan Qi nodded. "You’re a witch. You know better than we do how to treat his injuries. Tell the Beastn what herbs you need, and they can take you out to find them."
Wu Yue nodded. "The sooner, the better. His injuries are severe, and we can’t afford to delay."
"I’ll go with you to gather them this ti."
A deep, masculine voice spoke up beside her. Wu Yue turned toward the sound and saw the tall, imposing figure of a Beastman standing before her.
A faint, crisp scent lingered in the surrounding air. It was Yuan Lang’s scent.
Yuan Qi nodded. "Good. Take a few Beastn with you. The rest will continue with the hunting mission. This is related to your future training, so you can’t be careless."
The Beastn all assented in unison.
Wu Yue’s witch dicine was clearly effective. Just as she’d hoped, the Beastman’s fever began to subside by evening.
However, the pain in his body still made him cry out involuntarily from ti to ti.
Wu Yue forced herself to ignore the Beastman’s intermittent groans of pain, instead focusing on confirming the locations of the required herbs with her System.
Early the next morning, Wu Yue got up to check on the Beastman. It was clear that yesterday’s witch dicine had worked; the Beastman wasn’t showing any adverse symptoms.
’Stupid System, if we’re gone for a whole day, he’ll be okay, right?’
The System adjusted the bow on its new outfit and nodded solemnly. ’Rest assured, Host! This is the first step on your path to greatness. I absolutely will not hold you back.’
Wu Yue snorted. ’I’m giving you one chance to speak properly.’
The System, with its powerful survival instinct, instantly grasped the underlying aning of her words. It replied in a fawning tone, ’Don’t worry, Host! That Beastman will be absolutely fine for the next three days. Have you forgotten they have a self-healing ability?
Besides, with your witch dicine, he’ll only get better and better.’
Wu Yue’s mind was imdiately put at ease. She stirred the concoction with a wooden stick, slowly infusing the pale yellow witch power gathering in her hand into the witch dicine.
She had never been a fool, and that extended to making witch dicine.
While her learning experience yesterday had been a struggle, making the witch dicine again today was much simpler. It took her less than half the ti it had the day before.
"Is it ready?"
A deep, masculine voice ca from behind her. The sudden sound made Wu Yue jump, and she nearly dropped the wooden stick into the small stone pot.
A flicker of a smile crossed Yuan Lang’s eyes. He instantly stepped forward, wrapping his hand around both the wooden stick and Wu Yue’s.
Enveloped by his large, searing-hot palm, Wu Yue felt a fine layer of sweat begin to form on her own.
’Is it just my imagination, or has Yuan Lang been a little flirty these past few days?’
Composing herself, she offered a faint smile to the Beastman towering over her. "It’s ready. You can take it inside and feed it to him once it cools a bit."
She had originally wanted to ask Uncle Yuan Qi to find two Beastn to help feed the injured man, cooperating just as she and Yuan Lang had the day before.
But these tall, strapping Beastman Warriors gave a masterclass in being all thumbs, much to her exasperation.
After the witch dicine was administered, Wu Yue shouldered her small woven basket and set off with Yuan Lang and the others to find the remaining herbs needed for the treatnt.
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