I want to be a rice worm through the primitive tribe

Unknowingly, the four baskets were full. Jiang Tu checked the time, and two hours had passed.

It was almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Jiang Tu said to the people around him, "Let's go, go back."

The two of them put their hands to their mouths and yelled loudly towards the front.

After the sound was heard, there was a quick response.

Ten minutes later, all the people came together, and no one wrapped the things they picked with animal skins.

There was no words all the way, and everyone returned to the tribe.

Regardless of his exhaustion, Jiang Tu went to see the man's injuries as soon as he returned to the tribe.

The man was still asleep, and the wound was not bleeding. Jiang Tu touched the man's forehead, but it was not hot.

It's a good thing that he didn't have a fever, but Jiang Tu's heart still didn't relax, because the next 24 hours were the key.

It's not just men. Once there is a fever, it proves that the wound is inflamed. If the inflammation is severe, it is very dangerous.

The old people and children in the tribe didn't sleep. They stayed by the side of the injured and took care of them.

After watching the man Jiang Tuma sorted out the herbs without stopping.

With the wizard and Zi, Jiang Tu told them the same, the effect of each medicine, and how to take it.

Jiang Tu is not a medical student, so he can only give advice to the wizard. "You give the drugs with similar effects to different people, record them well, and observe which one works."

"Okay." The wizard said a few times what Jiang Tu said, sorted the herbs, and led the little apprentice to start making the medicine.

Jiang Tu didn't have time to catch his breath, so he led someone to start making food.

Be sure to feed the sick people nutritious food that will help them get better soon.

All the prey people who died in the salt lake were dragged back.

Jiang Tu took their livers and boiled them. Pork livers are the best for nourishing blood, but there is no pig livers, so Jiang Tu had to use wild animal livers instead.

For the other part of the liver, Jiang Tu uses Polygonum multiflorum and Lycium barbarum to make soup, which also enriches the blood.

Jiang Tu also stewed wild fowl with ginseng, and stewed the meat of wild animals with Ganoderma lucidum.

All the food is tonic, and Jiang Tu was afraid that the supplement would be too much, so he made fried Chinese toon with bird's eggs, fried bracken with beast meat, mushroom soup, and fried dandelion with bird's eggs.

As the aroma of the food was fried, everyone's stomachs made gurgling noises, especially for children and the elderly, who only ate one meal a day, and their stomachs were full of sour water.

"Let's eat, everyone."

People are like iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat, you won't have the energy to take care of the patients.

Jiang Tu served the boiled pork liver soup to the sober people.

When the wizard saw it, he quickly took it over. "Give me Osez, you go and eat some food first."

Jiang Tu has not rested since he came back, and he has not eaten a bite of food. The wizard is worried that Jiang Tu's body will collapse.

"I'm fine, let's take care of the patient first."

"Ou Saiz..." The wizard looked at Jiang Tu choked with sobs.

The wise man came over and took the stone bowl. "Eat your food first, Seth, and we will take care of the wounded."

Jiang Tu's exhausted wise men and wizards saw it, but what was even more distressing was the scratches on Jiang Tu's body.

In order to save people, all Jiang Tu's clothes were used to light the fire, and the only thing left was a pair of underwear.

The skin itself is fair and tender, and even a little scar is particularly obvious. The wizard applied the wound medicine to Jiang Tu.

Those wounds were scratched by leaves and grass sticks, and there was no good skin on the whole body...

There were injuries all over his body, and it hurt, but that was, Jiang Tu didn't feel anything.

If it weren't for the wizard, even if Jiang Tu's temples were throbbing in pain, he wouldn't care about them. Compared with those injured clansmen, Jiang Tu felt that he was hypocritical and ashamed.

After the medicine was applied, it was cold and stinging. When Jiang Tu looked up, he found that all the clansmen were looking at him, and no one reached out to eat food, not even the drooling child.

With a sore nose, Jiang Tu almost cried.

Jiang Tu poured wild fowl stewed ginseng soup all night, then tore off a piece of meat and brought it to the unconscious man and sat down. "Everyone eat."

The food was salted and delicious. Jiang Tu sipped the soup slowly while holding the bowl, and occasionally ate two mouthfuls of wild fowl meat.

Jiang Tu has no appetite, his already hungry stomach is churning.However, for the sake of others, Jiang Tu still endured the discomfort and ate food bit by bit...

The old people and the children also took care of the injured and drank the soup before eating.

After eating a large bowl of soup and meat, Jiang Tu gained some strength.

The man was still asleep, and Jiang Tu fed him some ginseng stewed wild fowl soup with his mouth.

For other severely wounded people who were still in a coma, the wizard on Jiang Tu also fed them some ginseng soup.

"Wise man, let everyone sleep, leave a few people behind, take turns to take care of them, there is still enough food for a few days, and there is no need to hunt these days."

It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and the children were so sleepy that they fell asleep standing up, and Jiang Tu was very distressed.

The Saru tribe with less than 60 people has less than [-] people after the battle of Salt Lake.

There are only about twenty old people, young ones, disabled ones, and young and strong people, some of whom are slightly injured.

The wizard gave medicine to the slightly injured and drove them back to rest.

The two people who had been following Jiang Tu stayed, plus a few old people, a group of ten people took turns to take care of the patients.

"Look at them so they don't get hot. If their foreheads are hot, wipe their foreheads with water on the palms of their hands, feet, and underarms, and feed them medicinal juice and ginseng soup every three hours." Jiang Tu set the alarm on his mobile phone, and within three hours A sound reminded everyone.

"Don't put out the fire in those two pots. If someone wakes up, give them something to eat." Jiang Tu pointed to the two pots where the blood-rich liver and wild fowl were stewed with ginseng.

Water has been slowly added to the pot, and it can be simmered slowly on low heat.

Looking at a man and a woman following him, Jiang Tu asked their names.

The male is called Lu, and the female is called Li.

Because the man asked them to follow Jiang Tu, Lu and Li stayed by Jiang Tu's side all the time.

Looking at the two of them, Jiang Tu thought of the way the man looked at him in order to distract the beast, how determined he was to die...