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The man squatted down as soon as he arrived and checked the woman's injuries on the ground. Noticing the wound that had been bandaged and had stopped bleeding, he frowned slightly in surprise, then looked up at Yun Yao who was standing next to him.

"Did you help Ziying with this? Are you a witch doctor?" the man asked, pointing at the white gauze.

This language sounded like it should be their unique language, but she actually understood it. Perhaps it was because of the binding system that they could communicate in the same language, so she didn't have to worry about the language problem.

"I gave her first aid, but I'm not the witch doctor you mentioned." Yun Yao answered carefully.

After hearing this, the man looked at the person in his arms, lowered his head as if thinking for a moment, and then looked up at Yun Yao, "Thank you, could you please also help the people in our tribe? Many of us are injured."

The female's clothes were a little strange. They were not wearing the animal skins they usually saw. The things she used to bandage Ziying were also new to him. He had already confirmed in his heart that she was a witch doctor.

Their tribe hasn't had a witch doctor for many years. Now is the critical moment to fight against the giant beast. The injured tribesmen have to rely on themselves to survive. If they can't, the tribe will lose a large number of members.

Since she can save Ziying, she can definitely save the tribe members. Lieyan's expression became firm, and he was determined to invite her to their tribe no matter what.

"Don't worry, I can exchange prey or animal skins with you. I won't let you help us for nothing."

"This..." Hearing this, Yun Yao's eyes lit up and she looked at Dan Bao. "I can go with you to save the person, but let's make it clear first, I can't guarantee whether I can save him or not. Also, you can exchange the medicine I use for something."

"No problem, let's change." Hearing her agree, Lieyan's eyes flashed with surprise, and he readily agreed.

Yun Yao trotted after him. There was nothing she could do; this man could still walk so fast while carrying someone.

Lieyan kept an eye on the short female. He was carrying the unconscious Ziying, so it was inconvenient for him to fly back with her, so he could only let her follow him on foot.

After rushing for more than ten minutes, they finally arrived at their tribe's temporary camp, which seemed to be far away from the battlefield.

Yun Yao stood panting with her hands on her hips, glancing at the man in front of her with some resentment. "Long legs are amazing!" If it weren't for the transaction, she wouldn't have rushed to run after him.

The man with long legs is called Lieyan. He said he is the son of the chief of the Flying Tiger tribe.

Lieyan placed the person he was holding in a small wooden house. Yun Yao calmed her breath and took a moment to look around. There were many simple wooden houses here, which were obviously built temporarily. There was an open space in the middle.

Occasionally, a few tall men like Lieyan hurried by. When they saw the stranger standing here, they showed a little doubt, did not stay for long, and hurried away. Most of them orcs were probably fighting with the giant beasts at this time, and some of them were probably injured.

"I'll take you to see the seriously injured tribesmen first, and then you can use whatever you want in exchange." Lieyan came out and said directly with some anticipation and urgency.

Those tribesmen who were still able to move had managed to get through it on their own. Orcs have strong recovery abilities, and those whose injuries were not serious could hold on and continue fighting.

"Okay." Yun Yao nodded in agreement. Since they were already at the other party's base camp, she didn't feel shy.

Lieyan took her to a small wooden house nearby, and when she entered, she saw a man lying on the ground covered with grass and animal skins.

Yun Yao walked closer to take a look. Although the man's eyes were closed, he seemed to be mumbling and his face was red. It was obvious that he had a high fever. There were no external injuries, so it must be an internal injury that caused the inflammation and fever.

"Qingyu has been like this for three days. There was a tribesman like him before. He didn't make it and died after five days." Lieyan frowned, his eyes showing worry and sadness.

Qingyu grew up with him, like his arm. He was also a level four beast. He blocked a heavy blow from the giant beast for him that day and watched him fall down without being able to do anything. Now, even if there is a glimmer of hope, he has to give it a try.

Yun Yao looked back at him and sighed. She was not a doctor and had no equipment to check the specific condition of his injury. She could only try her best. She had prepared a lot of medicine in the space. She would first reduce his fever and then give him some anti-inflammatory drugs.

Lieyan helped him feed him antipyretic and anti-inflammatory drugs, and left him some Chinese patent medicines for treating internal injuries. The rest was up to fate.

She examined more than a dozen orcs one after another. Some had external injuries, and some had fever like Qingyu. Their injuries were all very serious. She did her best to examine their injuries and give them medicine, and told Lieyan to tell her if the fever continued.

During this time, she also learned from Lieyan that this was actually the world of orcs. No wonder they could transform into ferocious beasts and also have human form.

They have orcs of different races, but the dinosaurs she saw were not orcs, but a kind of giant beast. After thousands of years, the various orc tribes have driven the giant beasts to the periphery, but every ten years the giant beasts will attack the orc area like crazy, so every ten years there will be a battle between the orcs and the giant beasts.

The orcs' combat power is also divided into levels. Lieyan, as the son of the Flying Tiger tribe's chief, is already a level four beast and a leader of the younger generation. The female orc she rescued is called Ziying, and she is also the partner that Lieyan is about to marry.

"Ziying is actually a level three beast! Awesome!" No wonder she is also fighting. Yun Yao admires her very much.

She glanced at Lieyan, who was strong and resolute, and Ziying, who was exotic and charming. They seemed quite compatible, and she was even a little attracted to them.

Lieyan placed her in a small wooden house next to Ziying to rest, and then hurried off to do his work.

"I'm so hungry, what do you want to eat, Danbao?" After being busy for such a long time, she saw that it was already past noon. Don't orcs eat lunch? No matter what, she would not let her stomach suffer.

Danbao has been in the space all the time, and only comes out when Yunyao calls it. It has no energy now, so it can't help Yaoyao, but it won't come out to hinder Yaoyao.

"Red-braised pork, red-braised pork!" Yaoyao's red-braised pork is the most delicious. When the little guy talks about food, his eyes are full of stars. He looks at her expectantly with his little paws waving, his little mouth slightly open, as if drooling.

"You were a greedy cat when you were a cat, and now you are even greedier!" She knocked on its little head with a smile and took out the braised pork and rice she had made before from the space.

There was nothing in the wooden house except grass and animal skins for sleeping. Yun Yao took out a small table and stool for eating.

Just after finishing her meal, she looked up and saw Lieyan coming to her cabin with a middle-aged man.

"Father, this is Yunyao, the witch doctor I told you about." Lieyan first nodded to Yunyao and then introduced Yunyao.

The middle-aged uncle looked at Yun Yao excitedly. He was so excited. When he heard his son say that he had met a witch doctor and healed the tribe members, he still didn't believe it. As the tribe leader, he could only watch his tribe members being attacked by giant beasts, injured, and losing their lives little by little without being able to do anything.

He had just checked on those tribesmen who were seriously injured. Some of their wounds had been bandaged, and some had recovered some vitality. God knows how excited he was. Their Flying Tiger tribe was saved!

Yun Yao was a little helpless. She had explained her identity many times, but Lie Yan still believed that she was a witch doctor.

"Witch Doctor Yun Yao, thank you for helping to heal our Flying Tiger people. I thank you on their behalf." The Flying Tiger chief looked very excited. The wrinkles of varying depths on his face showed the traces of time. He was majestic but kind, and looked like a very good elder.

"Hello, uncle clan leader, I'm not the witch doctor you are talking about, I..." The words that just came out of his mouth were interrupted.

"Witch doctor, don't worry. We will prepare the items you mentioned for exchange and offer them to you. We will never ask you to help us or give us medicine for nothing." The patriarch waved his hand and interrupted what Yun Yao was about to say in a very heroic manner, fearing that Yun Yao would despise them for being ungrateful.

This caused a huge misunderstanding. How could she explain that she was just a small supermarket owner who came to exchange supplies?