Beast World Sweet Pet: I rely on the foundation to become a boss

It's all right, it's just that he vomited blood from the injury and his face turned pale, and it will be fine after a few days of rest. "Luoyang comforted him.

"You call some orcs over here, and carry this big pot of corn mush to the injured clansmen to eat."

Luo Yang smiled at Hongguo, held his hand and said, "Now the tribe doesn't know how much food is left. I put herbs that are good for the body in this corn paste, and I will eat it first for the injured tribe."

Unable to reveal his secret, Luoyang had no choice but to find another excuse, and emphasized again that this was for the injured.

"Okay, I'll get some out for you and Feng Yisheng first." Hong Guo wiped away her tears, and went to get the bamboo bowl, Luoyang himself was like this, and he was still thinking about the injured clansman, he was really touched.

"By the way, how is the situation in the clan now? How many people were injured, how many died, and how many people went to the side of the beast god?"

Thinking of the scene of corpses strewn all over the field, and the familiar and simple faces, Luo Yang asked with difficulty.

"There are more than 900 people in the tribe, half of them are sub-orcs, old orcs and young orcs. There are only more than 100 orcs with partners. This time the snake tribe attacked us, and the first ones who fought were single orcs without partners."

Thinking of the orc she likes lying there with unknown life and death, Hongguo shed tears again.

"This time, more than 100 orcs were injured and more than 20 died. The patriarch has already arranged for them to be buried."

Hongguo wiped away tears and continued, he must be strong, Luoyang said that crying is useless.

"So many injuries?" Hongguo is the best at arithmetic, and the numbers he gave must be accurate. Luoyang glanced at the corn mush worriedly. With so many people injured, this pot may not be enough.

"You drink some first, I'll get someone to carry the corn mush." ​​Hongguo handed one of the two bowls out to Luoyang, and put the other next to it.

"Don't worry, you put medicine in it. I will tell the witch doctor to let the seriously injured eat first, and the less injured eat less, so that everyone can eat as much as possible." Luoyang looked straight at the corn in the pot Muddy, I know what he is worried about.

"Okay, go quickly." Hongguo is really smart, Luoyang thought in his heart that he should teach him more things in the future.

"Luoyang? You just finished drinking the rice paste?" Hong Guo, who returned again, looked at the two empty bamboo bowls, wondering if he had poured them back into the pot again.

"I'm a little hungry, one bowl is not enough, I will cook some for Feng Yi later, I still have some here."

Luo Yang deliberately misinterpreted the meaning of Hongguo. He just poured the corn paste back. It was mixed with his blood, but it was a life-saving thing that should not be wasted.

"Qing, Chuan, you move this corn paste over there. I've made an agreement with the witch doctor. The witch doctor will tell you how to divide it. I'll stay and take care of Luoyang and Feng Yi."

Red fruit is not so easy to fool, the corn paste is so hot, how can it be possible to eat two bowls in such a short time?

"Luoyang, where is the cornmeal?" Hongguo rolled up his sleeves and asked.

"The corner over there." Luo Yang touched his nose guiltily.

"Luoyang! Where is there left?" Looking at the almost empty bamboo bucket, Hongguo shouted angrily.

"There are still some potatoes and bacon, you stew it, I'll go and see Feng Yi." Luo Yang stood up and quickly finished speaking before fleeing, this red fruit is quite scary when it gets angry. (It's for your own good).

"Feng Yi? You're awake!" As soon as Luoyang entered the room, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Feng Yi opened his eyes and was trying to move his limbs. He didn't expect that he would wake up so soon.

"Yang, this is me?" He is very aware of his own injuries. Although there are no fatal injuries, there are too many wounds and a lot of blood. But he feels much better.

"You'll be fine when you wake up, the injury is not serious, and you will be alive and kicking again after a few days of rest." Luo Yang thought he was asking about his injury.

"Yang, did you give me something to eat? How can I get better so quickly?"

Feng Yi asked tentatively, he remembered that when he was unconscious, something like water flowed into his mouth, like the taste of blood.

"Ah, the herbal medicine I found before can save people. I didn't give it to the witch doctor for that alone. You can't blame me." After lying casually, Luoyang's eyes wandered.

"Of course not, thank you Yang for saving me." Feng Yi felt that Luo Yang was not telling the truth, but he still chose to believe him.

"If you hadn't saved me, it wouldn't be my turn to save you, Feng Yi." Luo Yang suddenly looked at Feng Yi seriously and said, "Thank you very much, no one has ever been so kind to me, willing to give up his life to save me. I."