I'm bad and I'm hitting a wall, primitive life requires hard work

Xi Yiqi took the time to look at Xi Yi, who was at the end of the team. He saw that he only had some scratches on his face. He was standing there with a sullen face, carrying a stone tool on his back.

I breathed a sigh of relief and thought: Fortunately, it seems nothing serious.

His thoughts immediately turned back to the injured Ze Yi.

I am just a medical student who has been in school for less than two years. Although I study Chinese medicine, I really don’t know the herbs from this primitive world!

What is the difference between myself and an illiterate person?

Besides, what I learned was all textbook knowledge. I didn’t practice it at all. However, I did become very proficient in cardiopulmonary resuscitation!

I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart and thought of the professional oath I recited when I entered school.

I studied medicine in modern society, but in this situation, I feel like a waste...

Everyone gathered around Ze Yi, all with sorrowful expressions. Some even collapsed on the ground, covering their faces and weeping, their faces filled with sorrow.

No, there must be something we can do!

Yes, stop the bleeding! Stop the bleeding first!

The people here don’t know how to treat wounds or disinfect them, and they don’t know that wounds can become infected.

What should I do myself?

Nishi Ichiki didn't care what everyone thought of her, she rushed to the man and pressed the brachial artery on the inside of the biceps in her upper arm with her thumb.

Please, please, stop the bleeding.

But the effect is somewhat poor.

"Ah..." The man frowned and groaned, feeling some pain around the wound as he was held down.

The woman was so shocked that she stopped crying and looked at Nishi Ichiki in shock. After she came to her senses, she began to pull Nishi Ichiki's hand away.

"Xiqi, what are you doing! Let Zeyi go!" the patriarch growled angrily.

What to do?! How can I explain this?

Nishi Ichiki's mind was working rapidly.

"Chief, I once secretly saw Wu Yu stop bleeding in this way!" Xi Yiqi wanted to prevent the woman from taking his hand away, but was a little afraid of the chief.

In the primitive tribe, only the witch has a high status and can cure diseases. If the patriarch wants to learn from him, he will definitely not stop him!

He shouted out loudly without caring whether the lie would be exposed by Wu Yu who was about to return.

Hearing this, the woman stopped dragging, looked at Xi Yiqi in horror, lowered her head to look at Ze Yi, then turned her head and looked at the patriarch with tears and pleading.

The clan leader secretly thought: A witch doctor will not teach witchcraft and medical skills to others casually. This child actually learned it secretly. He is very brave. I was secretly surprised.

Wu Yu had not come back yet. Looking at Xi Qi's determined eyes, and then at Ze Yi who was covered in cold sweat, the clan leader made up his mind.

"Let her try, and we'll talk about the rest later." Chen Qi responded in a deep voice.

"Ulu, please put a piece of soft animal skin into the stone pot for cooking meat!" Xi Yiqi did not hesitate to ask for help from the more familiar Wulu.

Wu Lu responded and deftly picked out the softest piece of skin from the animal skins stored in the cave and threw it into the stone pot.

The bleeding had stopped, but Nishi Ichiki was still hesitant to let go.

Time is running out. Although the wound has been covered with herbs, it is still unclear how serious the injury is.

Is there any damage to the artery?

What if the flow continues?

Xi Yiqi raised his head again: "Chief, can you find some more herbs to stop the bleeding?"

She didn't recognize the herbal medicine applied on the wound, but the people here knew how to use it, so it must have the same effect. Maybe it was taught by the witch?

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of hands handed over a handful of jagged herbs.

When I looked up, it was Xi Yi. He was obviously prepared.

After Xi Yi handed over the herbs, he limped back into the crowd.

He was actually injured!

He had been standing there without moving, and I didn't even notice him! It doesn't look like a serious injury. I'll go check on him tonight.

Afterwards, Nishi Ichisu asked the pregnant woman to scoop out hot water from the stone pot to wash the herbs, and then crush them for later use.

In this environment, it is impossible to achieve sterility, we can only keep it as clean as possible.

After taking the cooled boiled water from Wu Lu's stone bowl and flushing the wound several times, Xi Yiqi breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the situation clearly.

Although the skin and flesh were turned outward, it was not too serious. There were no injuries to the bones or arteries.

I just don't know how this injury happened?

"That's it." He gently applied the herbs on the wound and then bandaged it simply with boiled animal skin.

This is all I can do.

As for using salt to sterilize, there is no way to handle the coarse salt stone for the time being, and it will be too late in an emergency.

"Hurry up and carry Zeyi back to the cave." Seeing that the matter had been handled, the patriarch said to the people behind him.

The woman followed him in.

Before the patriarch turned around, he looked at Xi Yiqi deeply, with some complicated emotions in his eyes.

Only then did he lead the rest of the people to deal with the prey. After this happened, the atmosphere in the tribe became somewhat depressing.

Zeyi is one of the best hunters in the tribe, and he is as strong as an ox. There are not many warriors like him in the tribe, not to mention his tacit cooperation with everyone when hunting together.

If Zeyi died of injury, it would be a heavy blow to the tribe.

Nishi Ichiki was washing the blood stains off him beside the stream, sorting out in his mind the events that had just happened.

The incident happened suddenly, and I just recalled the conversation between the patriarch and the woman:

"Wu Yu went to the Wasa tribe and hasn't returned for seven days."

The existence of other tribes is natural, but will Wu, such an important role, be allowed to go alone?

Of course not!

This means that the tribe is much more than what we currently know about!

So, what did Wu Yu do in the Wasa tribe?

Material exchange?

When the tribe leader mentioned that witch doctor had not returned yet, the tribe members were all a little worried. Obviously, witch doctors must be very rare and important.

What on earth required a tribal witch doctor to come in person?

Do the witches in this world really know magical sorcery techniques besides curing diseases?

Nishi Ichiki's mind was full of questions.

But she didn't delve into it too deeply. These problems would be solved sooner or later. She should go see Xiyi.

After a series of events, the sun set, large areas of darkness spread, and bursts of insects chirping could be heard from the depths of the dense forest.

A group of people sat around the barbecue. As the sky gradually darkened, the atmosphere became dull.

"Today we killed two bleating beasts, and one was a little smaller. Zeyi said he could carry it back by himself, so he took Xiyi, who was picking up stone arrows, to chase the injured bleating beast."

The bonfire shone on the patriarch's face, flickering.

"After a while, Zeyi's cries of pain and sounds of fighting were heard in the forest. Xiyi stumbled out of the forest and said that they were attacked!" A warrior said gritting his teeth, his tone full of cruelty.

After saying that, he stared at the fire and motioned Xi Yi, who was sitting in the corner, to continue to add what had happened.

Xi Yi's yellowish hair fell on his forehead, and the firelight shone on his face, making it difficult to see his expression.

The young man spoke in a clear voice: "We followed the blood trail and just found the baa-meat beast in the bushes. When Brother Zeyi was about to pick it up, two men suddenly rushed out of the bushes nearby. One of them chopped at Brother Zeyi with a stone knife, and the other carried the baa-meat beast and ran away."

"They were both strong, with feathers of the Buxu bird hanging around their necks and sharp stone spears on their backs, with black tips."

"Brother Zeyi blocked the knife with his hand. Seeing that he couldn't beat the opponent, he asked me to come back and call the leader."

“Fortunately, the leader was not far away. When we arrived, the people who injured Prince Zeyi had already run away, leaving only the injured Prince Zeyi lying on the ground.” Having said this, Xi Yi gritted his teeth and clenched his fists so tightly that his joints turned white due to the force.

When everyone heard this, their faces changed instantly.

The tribe leader took a few steps to Xi Yi, his chest heaving violently: "Are you sure it's a feather from the Buxu bird?"