I am a primitive

After comforting Huo Er, Han Cheng began to slowly press on Huo Er's left leg to check whether the injury was serious or not, whether it was a fracture or a more serious broken leg.

Even if the leg is broken, Han Cheng is not too worried. After straightening the body, clamp it firmly with bamboo boards. After fixing it, there is a great possibility that it can grow back.

Even though there will be some disabilities left in the future, he can still walk. The only worry is that Huo Er is getting older and his recovery will be slow, and he may not be able to stand up.

Han Cheng fumbled and pressed it all the way, his heart sank more and more.

When it was finally determined that Huo Er was broken at the root of his thigh, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Broken legs and arms can be treated with the rough method he mentioned before, but this kind of treatment absolutely does not include the roots of the thighs and the roots of the arms.

Because there is no way to fix such a part with a wooden board!

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"It's okay, just rest for a while."

Han Cheng, whose heart sank to the bottom of the valley, suddenly reacted, with a relaxed smile on his face, and said to Huo Er and the people who quickly gathered around after learning about Huo Er's accident.

Those people who were looking at Huo Er lying on the ground with concerned faces immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they heard what Han Cheng said, and their tense faces showed some relief.

When the living environment changes and becomes richer, people are generally able to give birth to some better things after ensuring that their normal life can be satisfied.

Just like the current Qingque tribe.

Before Han Cheng came over, they were still struggling on the survival line. This was not the case for people who lost the ability to work, just like the extremely low status of the tribe at that time.

When encountering the food shortage in the tribe, Han Cheng felt that the people of the Qingque tribe might have eaten their own people before.

But this kind of thing will not happen now. After living a rich life, without Han Cheng's guidance, they start to value the lives of their companions and care about their lives.

After hearing what Han Cheng said, Wu opened his mouth and prepared to have Huo Er carefully carried back and let her lie down on the kang. It's not a problem to always be here.

The elder brother and the others were about to make a move, but Han Cheng hurriedly stopped them.

Huo Er's leg was broken, and the location of the break was tricky.

This place is a bit far away from the tribe, so Huo Er will definitely not be able to bear it if he carries it back like this.

Han Cheng asked some people to guard here, while he called the dexterous Bai Xuemei, and a few people who were lame quickly went to the tribe.

After returning, he let Liao cut sticks as thick as his arms, while he and Bai Xuemei fiddled with animal skins.

With a few people working quickly, it didn't take long before a simple animal skin stretcher was pulled out.

Under the slope, the stretcher was laid flat on the ground. Under Han Cheng's repeated instructions, the senior brother carefully lifted Huo Er from the ground and put him on the stretcher.

Even though this process was very careful, it still touched Huo Er's broken leg...

"Son of God, Huo Er's legs..."

In the tribe, after Huo Er was settled, when the crowd had dispersed, Wu lowered his voice and asked Han Cheng in a place where there was no one else.

Han Cheng wanted to continue to hide it, but seeing Wu's appearance, he knew that this very smart old man had basically sensed something was wrong.

After thinking about it, she didn't hide it: "Her legs should not grow well, but if she serves well, she can save her life."

After hearing Han Cheng's words, Wu didn't show much grief.

After a little silence, Wu pointed to the rows of granaries and said, "We have a lot of grain! There is also meat. Huo Er can eat enough without having to work!"

When he said this, Wu was very proud and determined.

Han Cheng understood what he meant.

He stretched out his hand to hold Wu's hand, and tightened it tightly.

"Even if you don't work, you won't be short of food for her!"

After speaking, Han Chengcheng went to cook crucian carp soup for Huo Er himself.

After such a long time of contact, Han Cheng has already developed feelings for these people, especially the first small group of people in the Qingque tribe. Han Cheng has an unusual relationship with them, just like family members.

Huo Yi had already gone two years ago, and now Huo Er had an accident, seeing these most familiar people leave one by one, it would be strange if Han Cheng didn't feel uncomfortable.

In the room, Huo Er lay quietly on the very soft kang.

The pain in her leg came in bursts, making her heart twitch along with it.

By now, it was known that her leg was not as simple as being hit by a stone, but was broken directly from the root.

Huo Er felt that he was going to fail this time, and he might not be able to stand up in the future.

Although the Son of God said it was all right.

If it was in the past, she would definitely believe what Shenzi said, but this time, she felt that she couldn't do it anymore.

Because she noticed something from the expression on the face of Miko when he said these things.

This old man, who was not very smart in the past, is now very smart in this matter, and has become more discerning.

If his legs are not healed, he can only lie on the kang. Lying on the kang, there is no way to light the fire, and there is no way to pick up fruits for the tribe.

Can't do anything but eat food...

Huo Er lay here, thinking slowly.

After thinking about it for a while, the fruit on the hillside appeared in her mind.

She didn't regret that she went to pick up this fruit, but she regretted that she didn't pick up that fruit in the end.

After a period of time like this, it will slowly break down...

Han Cheng came in with a bowl of stewed white crucian carp soup, which was sprinkled with some emerald green scallions, and it smelled very fragrant.

Han Cheng didn't let anyone else do it, but he carefully lifted Huo Er's upper body up a little, and then sat on the edge of the kang, facing Huo Er, scooped up a spoonful of crucian carp soup and blew it cool, carefully Feed the fire and drink.

A hot and sour feeling flooded Huo Er's heart, and a lot of tears burst out of his cloudy eyes, flowing down his wrinkled face.

"It's okay, you can go to the ground after a while of recuperation..."

Han Cheng put the spoon back into the bowl, and wiped away the old man's tears with his hands, comforting him softly, but the more tears he wiped away.

After a while, Huo Er finally stopped his tears, and drank the fish soup cooked by Han Cheng himself, and ate some fish meat.

Don't worry about being stuck, because Han Cheng carefully picked them out...