I've been transported to the orc continent.

Besides the shaman, there was also a female orc from the High Tree tribe who was there to nurse her cubs.

When Wu saw Bai Ling and the other two, their father quickly came over to greet them. Feng said, "I heard that the cubs don't have enough milk, so I came to check on them." He handed over some sugar wrapped in dried leaves. "I had some sugar at home, so I brought it over. This is very sweet. You can put it in water and give it to the cubs to eat."

Wu's father was very grateful and held Feng's hand, not knowing what to say. Bai Ling was then summoned away by the witch.

“Ling, the cub’s tummy is upset. It’s too small to take medicine, so I can only massage it,” Wu asked. “Ling, do you know what to do?”

The cub was wrapped in a soft animal skin, its eyes tightly closed, its face scrunched up, and it would cry out every now and then, perhaps from discomfort or from crying too much. The cub was in poor spirits and looked listless.

Bai Ling had no idea how to treat patients, but with several pairs of eyes eagerly watching her, she couldn't refuse directly. She could only try her best to recall the little medical knowledge she knew.

The cub's stomach was upset, and after ruling out certain diseases, it was most likely that it had eaten something bad. Bai Ling asked, "What did the cub eat?"

Huang, the woman's partner, quickly replied, "She drank breast milk and some meat broth yesterday."

Broth? Bai Ling immediately grasped the key point and asked, "What kind of broth?"

"It's a soup made by simmering meat. To make the soup taste better, my father added more animal fat and simmered it for a longer time."

Now Bai Ling roughly knew where the problem lay. The broth was so oily, and the cub's digestive system wasn't fully developed yet; it would definitely make the cub uncomfortable.

Bai Ling said, "Is it because of the meat broth? In the world I dreamed about, even if infants grew to be one year old, they wouldn't be given meat broth with a lot of oil."

The young man immediately asked, "So what do they eat when they don't drink meat broth and don't have enough breast milk?"

“Milk powder,” Bai Ling replied, “that’s a food specially made for cubs.”

Huang quickly asked, "How do I make the milk powder?"

Bai Ling replied, "Milk powder needs to be made with cow's milk or goat's milk, which we can't make yet. But if we don't have milk powder, we can use rice flour or rice water, or flour."

Bai Ling once saw in a video that in the days before milk powder was widely available, babies who didn't have breast milk would eat rice flour, while people in the north would eat wheat flour and millet flour.

Bai Ling took out the flour she had brought: "This is flour. First, boil the water until it's warm but not scalding when it drips onto your skin. Then you can mix the flour with the flour and give it to the cub to drink. People in that world don't have breast milk, so they give this to their cubs."

"You can add some sugar when mixing the flour, but don't add too much sugar, just a little bit."

Upon hearing this, Wu's partner quickly called out, "Wu, go and get some hot water, and make some flour as Ling said."

Because of the cubs, there was always hot water on the earthen stove in the cave. Wu quickly filled a ceramic bowl with hot water. Once he was sure the water temperature was right, he made a bowl of flour for the cubs. Following Bai Ling's instructions, Wu added a little sugar and stirred it vigorously with chopsticks until the sugar dissolved. Then he brought the bowl to the cubs.

The cub's companion put it down at noon. The cub seemed to smell the aroma, and it stood up shakily, raised its head to look at the earthenware bowl in front of it, and tried to reach for the contents of the bowl.

Unfortunately, the earthenware bowl was too big, so Wu quickly grabbed a smaller one, poured in a little bit of the prepared flour, held the bowl with both hands, lowered it, and brought it to the cub's mouth. The cub stuck out its tongue and licked it.

Everyone in the room stared at the tiny cub. Wu's partner's eyes were red as he looked at his cub expectantly, hoping it would drink a few more sips.

The cub did not disappoint. Perhaps it was hungry, or perhaps the flour tasted good, because the cub soon stuck out its tongue and began licking the flour in the bowl.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

*

In the tribe, if the cubs don't have milk to drink, they either find other orcs who have milk to feed them, or they cook meat soup for the cubs. These two methods are often used together.

After two months, the cubs can eat some shredded meat, and it's okay to gradually stop breastfeeding.

However, Bai Ling said that the cubs shouldn't be given meat broth, as it would upset their stomachs. The older people in the house thought about it and realized that it was indeed true.

Especially the shaman, after careful consideration, realized that many cubs who drank meat broth too early did indeed experience stomach upsets, and some even vomited and had diarrhea.

With a serious expression, Wu instructed the Wu family: "You must not give the cubs oily meat broth for the first two months."

Wu quickly agreed, and the cub continued licking the flour in the bowl. Bai Ling suddenly said, "Alright, let the cub drink this."

"Feed the cubs in small, frequent meals; that is, don't feed them too much at once, but feed them more often."

Wu's companion was a little troubled: "But it doesn't seem to be full yet."

Bai Ling said, "The cubs don't have the concept of being full. As long as there is food, they will keep eating, and they may even eat themselves to the point of vomiting. Especially if the cub's stomach is uncomfortable, you can't let it eat too much. Take the ceramic bowl away now, and you can give it water later."

Wu also said, "Just listen to Bai Ling. He's right. The cubs are greedy, and almost every cub has experienced getting sick from overeating. Your cub has an upset stomach, and if it gets sick from overeating, it will be even more troublesome."

After hearing what the witch said, Wu's partner immediately picked up her cub and stopped it from eating anymore.

The cub was still unhappy, making two "yoyo" sounds, while its companion was almost in tears.

His cub was so upset that it barely had the strength to cry, but it blew out twice now and seemed to be in much better spirits than before.

The female beastman who was nursing Wu's cub also seemed to realize something. She asked Bai Ling, "Ling, my cub is three months old now, and it gets an upset stomach every time it eats meat soup. Is that the reason?"

Bai Ling scratched his head: "I don't know about that, but if the cub gets an upset stomach every time it drinks meat soup, it's very likely because of the meat soup. Do you put a lot of oil and salt in the meat soup every time you make it?"

“I only added a little too much oil,” the orc replied.

Bai Ling: "Then use less oil next time," he slapped his forehead, "How could I forget that? Do you have time tomorrow? I'll teach you how to make a kind of meat that's specially for cubs. It's called meat floss. It's meat that's specially for infants and young children. Elderly people with bad teeth can also eat it."