In the beast world, I got rich and became the favorite of the group

Chapter 137 Hemp Grass (1000 words)
"Patriarch, a slave is injured and cannot hunt anymore. We are planning to throw him out of the tribe."

When the orcs saw An Jin not far away, they fell silent for a moment, and hurriedly made way for her to pass by.

I saw a comatose male orc collapsed in the middle of the group of orcs.

His face was pale, with blood on the corner of his mouth. Compared with other burly and strong orcs, he looked much weaker, as if he had not been able to get enough food for a long time.

An Jin had a good memory and recognized it at a glance. This was the orc from the Luo Teng tribe two years ago.

Now in her tribe is slavery.

There are more than 200 people who have slave status like this wounded orc.

Slaves are not entitled to the food distributed by the tribe, and they have to do the hardest and heaviest work, which is the lowest status of the tribe.

Once they are injured, no witch doctor will heal them, and there is only one ending waiting for them.

—thrown out of the tribe to be eaten by passing beasts.

An Jin walked over and squatted down, and looked at the broken leg of the orc slave. Half of the flesh was gone, revealing a white broken calf.

Fracture of fibula in lower leg.

Even though the orcs were physically strong and had strong recovery abilities, in the case of such serious fractures and injuries, if they could not get medical treatment, they would have to wait for death.

"Take him to the medical room for treatment." An Jin said in a deep voice.

The semi-conscious orc on the ground heard the faint movement, opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the female in front of him, and was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

The severe pain between his legs forced him to tremble, his face turned pale again, and blood came out from his lips.

The orcs next to him were shocked, and even Ling Hong cast a surprised look at her, and stepped forward to take her hand, "Why help him? He is just a slave, and the tribal herbs are precious and will not be used by slaves."

"Yeah, patriarch, he's just a slave. He dies when he dies. Why should we heal him?"

"Although he is a slave, he is also an orc of the tribe."

An Jin looked up at the noisy crowd, and said in a firm voice, "I said two years ago that as long as they have no dissatisfaction and are willing to contribute to the construction of the tribe, they can obtain the status of tribe orcs."

These two or three hundred slaves have been very stable in the past few years, working hard and without complaint, doing the most difficult and tiring work in the tribe.

An Jin has a panoramic view of everything and has his own set of evaluation criteria in mind.

She believed in her decision-making and vision. These slaves had no intention of rebellion and could be accepted as tribal orcs.

If they continue to be slaves, over time, a normal-psychological person will inevitably feel resentful and rebellious, and it will cause trouble to the tribe.

So she has been planning to give them official tribal orc status during this time.

"Thank you, patriarch..." The injured orc slave struggled to open his eyes, which were filled with bloodshot eyes due to pain, with tears flashing in his eyes.

He was already ready to die, but he didn't expect that a slave like him could be treated by the patriarch's help.

The few orcs who were watching also suddenly felt that they were dishonest and really too cold-blooded. Although the two tribes had some unhappiness, two or three years had passed.

Now they too are brothers of a tribe.

So they moved the injured orc into the medical room very quickly.

The medical conditions in the animal world are backward, and Chili, as a well-known witch doctor, has very limited medical knowledge.

For leg bone fractures, it can be arbitrarily disabled in the beast world, and there is no effective treatment method.

"Do you have any pain relief or numb pain medication?"

Chi Li raised his eyebrows and looked at An Jin, whose expression remained unchanged, surprised at the female's calmness and confidence at the moment.

Seeing her determination to treat the injured orc, Chili nodded and said, "You mean hemp? I still have a little left here."

(End of this chapter)