Transmigrated into a rare female in the beast world, she was forced to love

The tribe leader bent down excitedly, grabbed the two cubs and asked, "Are you really okay? Does your body still hurt? Does your head still hurt?"

The two cubs shook their heads repeatedly, their faces filled with unprecedented energy and excitement. "Grandpa Chief, we don't feel any pain at all anymore, and we feel full of strength. Grandma's magic medicine is amazing! We only took it once, and it cured all our illnesses!"

"That's great! That's great!" The chief pulled the two cubs and looked them up and down. He saw that they did not have any of the weakness they had before, and they looked very energetic. He was so happy that he didn't know what to say.

But Su Qianqian was suspicious. How could malaria be cured with just one dose? What kind of magic medicine could be so amazing?

She looked at the two cubs suspiciously, but found that although they appeared extremely excited and energetic, the purple and blue marks on their bodies were still there, their skin was still pale, and their cheeks were deeply sunken. The symptoms of malaria had not disappeared!

They weren't cured at all!

"Chief!" Su Qianqian hurried forward and handed over the Artemisia annua. "Their illness hasn't healed. This is the herb I picked from the Misty Forest. It can cure this disease. Let them..."

But before she could finish her words, the witch doctor interrupted her: "What did you say? Are you questioning whether there is something wrong with my magic medicine?!"

After saying that, the witch doctor's triangular eyes glared at the Artemisia annua in her hand and said with disdain, "Where did you pick up this weed? You think this thing can cure diseases? Are you kidding me?"

"This isn't a weed. It's Artemisia annua." Su Qianqian patiently explained, then looked at the clan leader again and said, "Clan leader, this medicine of mine can really cure this disease. Please believe me."

The tribe leader looked at Su Qianqian, who had hurried back exhausted, and then looked at the herbs in her hand. He opened his mouth with some hesitation on his face, but still said, "Little female, I know you have good intentions, but now the witch doctor has developed a miracle medicine for the tribe, so your herbs..."

He didn't finish his words, but his meaning was self-evident.

Seeing the tribe leader standing on his side, a hint of pride flashed across the witch doctor's face, and he glanced at Su Qianqian with increasing disdain: "Little female, I know you're eager to show off and prove your identity as a witch doctor, but you also have to choose the right time. We Gray Wolves are facing great danger right now, and this is not the place for you to show off. I've never even seen a weed like you, how can you possibly have any effect on healing?"

"This disease is called malaria. The herb I have is called Artemisia annua, which is an effective medicine for treating malaria..." Su Qianqian tried her best to explain.

But her explanation seemed so pale and did not move the people in the cave at all.

These are the best treatment options developed by modern medicine. Why don’t these orcs believe in themselves?

Isn’t the prestige she has established in the tribe enough?

"Ahem." At this time, the priest next to him said carefully: "I think the little female disappeared these days just for these herbs. Chief, why don't you try using her herbs? Don't refuse her kindness."

The priest's words were very pertinent.

The patriarch had obviously heard it, and he hesitated as he spoke, "This...this also works..."

However, just as he opened his mouth, Iroh's two cubs started rolling on the ground:

"No! I don't want to eat the weeds that ugly monster brought! We want to eat the magic medicine that grandma gave us!"

Their shouting and yelling completely extinguished the patriarch's newly-awakened determination.

"Forget it." He said in a deep voice, casting an apologetic look at Su Qianqian. "Little female, I am very grateful for your contribution to our Gray Wolf Tribe, but this disease is coming on fiercely. Our tribe doesn't have much time to delay, so let's forget about your herbs."

These words undoubtedly completely rejected the herbs in Su Qianqian's hand.

"I understand." Su Qianqian tightened her fingers around the Artemisia annua, and the hope in her eyes completely dimmed.

She lowered her head and left the cave without saying a word.

She hadn't had a drop of water since last night and was already starving. Upon returning to the tribe, she didn't even have time to go back to her cave to rest, just to deliver these few Artemisia annua plants to the tribe leader...

But no one believed in himself.

At this moment, Su Qianqian suddenly felt that she was not worth it.

Who is she working so hard for?

Why don't you believe her?

Is there no one in this world who believes in himself unconditionally?

……

Lang Yan stood not far from the cave, watching Su Qianqian leave in a daze from afar. He moved his feet, as if he wanted to go over and comfort her.

But in the end he didn't move.

He pursed his lips and looked away from the girl.

……

Su Qianqian returned to the cave alone.

Looking at the familiar and warm cave, she felt a little better.

Forget it, if you don’t believe in yourself, then don’t believe in yourself.

After all, she is just an outsider. How can she compare with the prestige of the witch doctor who has lived here for decades?

Su Qianqian calmed herself down and put the Artemisia annua in her hand back into the storage bag.

In this world, the only one she can rely on is herself, so it is important for her to quickly improve her strength.

Only when her strength improves can she live a better life after leaving the Gray Wolf Tribe.

After thinking about it, Su Qianqian opened the plane trading system.

Coincidentally, the merchant from the ancient dimension also replied to her message.