The wailing female heard Hua Shu’s voice and seed to calm down a little. "I was gathering when a thorn bush scratched my hand. It wasn’t serious, so I didn’t pay it any mind.
But after a little while, the wound felt like a live coal was burning inside it. It hurt horribly, and now it’s getting worse and worse."
Her uninjured hand clutched Hua Shu’s arm. "Grandma, am I going to die? Waaaah..."
Hua Shu’s brow furrowed. Scratches from thorn bushes were very common during gathering trips.
If the wound was small, it would heal on its own in a few days. If it was more serious, they could find a Half beastman Warrior to lick it, and that would usually be the end of it.
But she had never seen a case like Hong’s, where the wound beca so red, swollen, and excruciatingly painful.
Wu Yue stepped forward. "Grandma Hua Shu, given the circumstances, the thorn bush that scratched Hong must have been poisonous. Let’s go see what kind of bush it was first.
We should bring a piece of that bush back with us. When the witch treats her, she’ll need to know what caused the injury."
Hua Shu opened her mouth, but only a sigh escaped. She stood up and looked at the two males behind Hong.
"You two, bring Hong and co with ."
She turned to the females behind her. "All of you wait here. Don’t wander off."
After what had happened to Hong, everyone was shaken. They all stayed put obediently, not daring to move.
Hua Shu was about to tell Wu Yue to stay behind too, but she saw her step forward.
"Grandma Hua Shu, Amu taught a lot about herbs. Let co with you. Maybe I’ll be able to spot sothing."
Hearing that she knew about herbs, Hua Shu’s eyes lit up.
She hadn’t told Wu Yue, but with Hong’s family’s situation, they couldn’t afford to ask the witch to treat her.
Hong was no longer wailing; a wad of wild vegetables had been stuffed into her mouth.
Prolonged, loud wailing could attract wild beasts. For the safety of the group, this was the best solution.
The group made their way to the spot where Hong had been gathering, which wasn’t far from where the others were resting.
The only difference was that this area had several clumps of thorny plants, each as tall as a male beastman.
The mont Hong saw the thorny clumps, she beca extrely agitated. She struggled, whimpering and crying, waving her uninjured arm toward them.
"It was these thorn bushes?"
Hua Shu asked.
Tears and snot stread down Hong’s face as she nodded, her eyes turning red. Her injured hand was even more swollen than before.
Hua Shu looked at Wu Yue. "These are just ordinary thorn bushes. Our people have been pricked by them many tis, and the wounds always healed quickly."
Wu Yue frowned, looking at Hong. "Then why is her injury so severe?"
Grandma Hua Shu shook her head; she didn’t know either.
"Hong, were you gathering in this one spot the whole ti? You didn’t go anywhere else?"
Wu Yue asked softly.
Hong struggled to nod, her eyes filled with a desperate plea, hoping Wu Yue could save her.
Wu Yue could only manage a faint, reassuring smile. "I’ll do my best."
With that, she began to inspect the surrounding patch of jungle.
’This place is a paradise for dandelions,’ she thought. ’They’re everywhere, and they’re huge.’
"Wu Yue, be careful. Don’t get pricked by these thorn bushes."
Grandma Hua Shu said worriedly from the side.
’Hong is already in this state,’ she thought. ’I can’t let another female in the group get hurt, especially when we still don’t know what’s causing this pain.’
’If sothing happens to Hong on this trip, we won’t be able to co back to this food-rich gathering spot anymore.’
"Hm?" Suddenly, a startling flash of red caught Wu Yue’s eye.
’This red, finger-sized fruit...’
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