Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 144: The World of Beasts, Muchen is a Monkey 10

Seeing Sirong and her group, Houxi tightened his hands nervously and fearfully, holding his brother's back.

Houxi is the subhuman among the two.

The unconscious orc on his back was his brother Houdong.

Both of them were indeed from the monkey tribe, and their father and mother were no longer alive.

The two brothers were left to depend on each other. Once, when the elder brother was out hunting, a tree branch pierced his thigh. When he came back, he asked the witch doctor in the tribe to bandage it.

But that night he had a high fever and since that day, the wound on his thigh has been oozing yellow liquid.

It is also accompanied by high fever, and the time of being awake is becoming less and less.

Now the originally transparent yellow liquid has turned into a turbid yellow-white color.

The witch doctor said that this was a sign that Houdong would soon return to the embrace of the Beast God, and wanted people to carry Houdong to the depths of the forest.

Houxi was unwilling and was driven out by the tribe.

He is a subhuman, and not a very strong one at that.

In the tribe, there are also differences among subhumans. Everyone prefers subhumans who are tall and relatively strong.

Such demi-humans are more popular than short and thin demi-humans like him, whether they are doing daily work or giving birth to children.

After his father and mother returned to the embrace of the Beast God, only his brother took care of him and went out hunting to find food for him.

Now that his brother is dying, he also wants to go with him.

Anyway, even if he found a partner, he would still be unwelcome. It would be better for him to go with his brother to find his father and mother.

Then the four of them will be able to reunite with the Beast God.

Sirong walked over to them, glanced at Houdong, and then said to Houxi, "Can I see him?

If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to save him."

"really?"

After hearing what Sirong said, Houxi's face was full of surprise.

You know, their whole family belongs to the monkey family like leaf monkeys.

Compared to other types of monkeys, their size is smaller even when they transform into orc form.

They don't have much advantage when hunting and in tribal wars.

Although they can survive by eating leaves, there are not so many leaves during the winter vacation.

You can give them food, but they will seem useless in the tribe.

There is no way. Dried meat can be stored in advance, but the leaves will dry up if they are picked in advance.

In other words, the two brothers are of no use to them.

Generally, if someone sees them, these expelled people will stay away from them, fearing that they will be implicated and disliked by the Beast God.

But today, Sirong actually took the initiative to talk to him and said that she could cure Houdong.

"As long as you can cure my brother, I'll do anything you ask me to do. Even if it means exchanging my life for another's, I'm willing to do it."

Sirong smiled at Houxi and didn't say much.

Instead, he took them to the outskirts of the tribe.

Because they had just moved here and the cave needed wood, Sirong asked everyone to cut down some trees here.

This area was designated by Sirong as the place for growing crops next year.

It’s a good time to cut down the tree, turn the soil over next year, and then start sowing.

With a few people, it didn't take long for them to build a temporary shack here.

The other tribes were very hostile to these expelled orcs.

They didn't understand what contagion meant, but the older generation had passed down a legend, and some people accepted these people.

He got the same disease as them and died.

It must be a punishment from the Beast God because he was very unhappy with them for accepting the exiles.

So Sirong didn't force them into the cave. The weather was not cold yet, so they could spend the night in the shack.

After placing Houdong in the shack, Sirong began to check his wounds.

It is located in the upper middle part of the thigh, about seven or eight centimeters away from the base of the thigh.

When the animal skin skirt was lifted, the wound had rotted into a big hole.

The wound was as big as the Red Fuji apple of later generations.

Yellow-white pus oozed from the rotten flesh around the wound.

Fortunately, the orcs on this continent are all in good health. If it were modern people, they would probably have collapsed long ago.

Sirong didn't waste any time and let Houdong's head rest on Houxi's legs. She also told Houxi that if Houdong struggled, he would hold down his upper body.

Without Sirong telling him, Mu Chen sat on the ankle of Hou Dong's injured leg.

Sirong took a look and felt that Muchen's weight was probably not enough to hold him down.

To be on the safe side, he took out a piece of cloth and tied Houdong's legs to the pillars of the shack.

It’s not possible to not let Muchen help. If someone else comes over at this time, that guy will be angry with her again.

I don’t know if it’s because he was dressed as a three-year-old monkey, but Muchen’s personality now is also three years old.

The child has a bad temper and loves to eat and sleep.

Another reason is that no one else in the tribe dared to get close to Houdong and Houxi.

I was afraid of being infected with the same disease as them.

Sirong first put on sterile gloves and rinsed the area around the wound with saline solution.

Then use a disposable razor to shave the leg hair near the wound.

After rinsing it with salt water, they began to dig out the rotten flesh.

During this period, Houdong must have felt pain, struggled slightly, and then fell asleep in a daze.

The witch doctor of the monkey tribe was right about one thing. If he hadn't met Sirong, he would have returned to the arms of the Beast God.

After suturing the wound, Sirong gave him an injection of antibiotics.

It’s okay not to get the shot, but it’s safer to get one.

After all, no matter how strong the orc's body is, his injury has lasted for too long.

After everything was done, Sirong packed up the surgical tools and took Muchen away.

He told Houxi to take care of his brother here and not to go.

Soon someone brought him food.

Houxi thanked Sirong profusely.

He was by his side during the treatment. Although he had never seen this kind of treatment before, he was very moved when Sirong injected the transparent liquid into his brother's body.

Before long, my brother's body was no longer so hot and his breathing became much smoother.

Hou Dong woke up the next day and vaguely felt that there was a figure quietly guarding him. When his eyes gradually focused, he saw that it was his younger brother.

Seeing Houdong finally wake up, Houxi finally let out the emotions he had suppressed for so long. His cries were filled with endless sadness, fear, and confusion about the future.

When Houxi's grief-stricken sobs gradually subsided and he was tired and had cried enough, Houdong finally asked with difficulty. Houxi spoke in fragments about how they had been expelled from the tribe.