The beauty who wears fast has many babies

The clan leader and Mo Adie stood quietly by and did not stop Wuli's actions. Their hopeful eyes were always on Wuli.

Father Mo stopped what he was doing, looked at Wuli expectantly, and asked with a slightly trembling voice, "Ali, do you know what's going on with Arong?" His anxious expression seemed to place all his hopes on Wuli.

Although the patriarch did not speak at this time, he also stopped eating. His deep eyes stared at Arong, observing her every move that seemed normal but made people feel vaguely uneasy.

Arong continued to eat in an orderly manner as usual, but the more he did so, the more worried everyone present became.

Deep down in his heart, the patriarch really wanted to ask if there was any way to cure Arong's illness.

However, he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips, because he was really afraid that it would hurt Mo's father's already fragile heart.

The patriarch still remembers the scene when Arong was born vividly.

At that time, due to some special reasons, Arong stayed in Mo Adie's womb for too long, causing him to be different from other children after he was born.

From that time until now, Arong has rarely spoken, as if the whole world has forgotten him in a silent corner.

"Arong's condition is not serious. He just needs his family to accompany him all the time and someone to guide him. And precisely because of his condition, he is particularly focused when doing things, which is not a bad thing." Wuli comforted the two of them.

After hearing Wu Li's words, the clan leader breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I see. It seems we were too worried before."

Father Mo nodded repeatedly, hope rekindled in his eyes: "As long as I can be with Arong, it will be fine. I thought he had some terminal illness."

Wu Li smiled and said, "But you also have to be careful about some things. Arong is quite sensitive to external stimuli, so try to keep the environment stable and peaceful."

At this moment, Arong, who had been eating quietly, raised his head and looked at Wuli with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Wu Li winked at him.

In fact, Wu Li came to the chief's house today because she had been thinking about two crucial things: one was about digging a cellar and how to properly store food for a long time; the other was a worrying phenomenon she had recently observed - both the strong orcs and the gentle females were accustomed to drinking untreated raw water directly from the river, and were completely unaware of the need to take medicine to eliminate possible parasites in their bodies.

As for the first question, Yu Li knew very well that if they could successfully dig a suitable cellar and master effective food storage methods, the entire tribe would have enough food reserves to survive when faced with bad weather or resource scarcity.

The second problem cannot be ignored either. There are countless invisible dangerous microorganisms and parasites hidden in raw water. If this continues, the health of the tribe will inevitably be seriously threatened.

Along the way, Wu Li kept thinking about how to explain these two problems clearly to the patriarch and persuade him to take appropriate measures to improve them.

She is fully aware of the heavy responsibility she shoulders, but at the same time she is full of confidence. She believes that as long as she communicates with the tribe leader attentively, she will be able to make the tribe leader pay attention to these key issues concerning the well-being of the tribe members.

"Chief, I believe you have heard about my deworming for Aya's younger brother Xiaohe a few days ago." Wu Li slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, looked at the chief sincerely, and said softly.

The clan leader nodded slightly, indicating that he was indeed aware of the matter. At the same time, a hint of doubt appeared on his face, and he asked, "Yes, I know about this matter. What's the matter? Is there any hidden secret behind this?"

At this time, Mo Adie, who had been eating quietly beside them, saw that the two of them started to talk about serious matters. He stood up tactfully and quickly cleared the dishes on the table.

Then, he smiled and nodded to the clan leader and Wuli, turned around and walked towards the room holding the young Arong.

Arong followed his father's footsteps obediently, and his small figure soon disappeared behind the door.

"I'd like to ask, is Xiao He's situation common in our tribe?"

Although Wu Li knew everything clearly in his heart, he still pretended to know nothing and asked.

Hearing this, the other party was silent for a moment, then he sighed deeply: "Alas... How can I put it? Cases like Xiaohe's are not uncommon here. Among ten little orcs, almost eight or nine will have similar problems. Moreover, most of them can't make it, and in the end they can only..."

Having said this, the patriarch's voice unconsciously lowered, as if he couldn't bear to continue.

"So, before this, what methods did you use to treat the patient? Were you just going to let it go and do nothing?"

Wu Li continued to ask questions relentlessly, his eyes fixed on the patriarch, as if he wanted to see the truth of the matter through his eyes.

The tribe leader frowned slightly, a trace of helplessness and regret on his face. He sighed slowly and said, "In the past, our tribe's priests also tried some methods. They would carefully brew a spicy soup and let the sick children drink it. Although this method cannot completely cure the disease, it can more or less provide some relief."

Having said that, the patriarch couldn't help but sigh heavily again, seeming to be very worried about this situation.

"Do you have a solution?!"

The patriarch suddenly raised his head and stared at Wu Li with sharp eyes, secretly wondering why he suddenly mentioned this matter.

The patriarch clenched his fists tightly, seeming to be extremely concerned about this matter.

"Yes, after some observation and thinking, I finally found the problem." Wu Li met the patriarch's anxious gaze and nodded without hesitation.

He continued, "I've discovered that it's mainly caused by drinking raw water and eating raw meat for a long time. This lifestyle is extremely unhygienic and easily allows various bacteria and parasites to invade the body, especially the stomach, which is likely to have bred a large number of parasites."

Having said that, Wu Li's expression became serious, as if he saw those disgusting parasites wreaking havoc in people's stomachs.

"Is this... is this really the case?"

The patriarch's eyes widened, his face filled with astonishment. He could never have imagined that things would develop to this point.

Their tribe has been living according to ancient traditions and customs for generations, never thinking that one day there might be problems with these inherited ways.

"Yes, Chief, that's the truth. We can't just eat raw meat like we did before. I know we have to drink blood and eat raw meat because of the shortage of salt. But if we continue like this, not only will our bodies become weaker and weaker, but it may also cause various diseases." Wu Li said worriedly.

"Especially young orcs."

The clan leader slowly shook his head and sighed heavily, "Alas, I know this too. But our ancestors have lived this way for generations. It's not easy to change."

He looked into the distance, as if he saw the figures of his ancestors who had once struggled to survive on this land.

However, times are changing, and the difficulties he faces today force him to re-examine his past practices.