Visiting Relatives
Jian Mo smiled at the man and said, "You're so skillful! Then I won't be polite. I really love this bag."
Since Wu Jiong calls me "brother," there's really no need to be too polite. We might have many more opportunities to interact in the future.
With that thought in mind, Jian Mo urged Wu Jiong to quickly deliver the sausages to Min Dang, while he himself would stay here to continue exchanging spice powder.
Having already obtained the pepper buds he most desired, he slowed down his pace of exchanging sausages, mainly focusing on various sweet-tasting powders.
Just as Jian Mo was busy, Wu Jiong returned, followed by a child who was about half a year old.
He was a kid, a bit older than Jiang Xing but younger than Ban Ming and the others. He looked like a middle school student from Earth. He was quite tall but very thin. He wore a large animal skin hat and had listless eyes, looking rather unenergetic.
Both orcs and sub-orcs possess a bestial side; some may be impulsive and irritable, but they would never be in such a sickly state unless they were ill.
Jian Mo paused, her eyes questioning Wu Jiong's situation.
Wu Jiong said, "This is Min Dang's son, named Ran Wu, a little beastman."
It was actually a little beastman! Jian Mo's expression showed even greater surprise. Meeting the child's lifeless eyes, Jian Mo smiled and said, "It's nice to meet you."
The little orc Ran Wu spoke, his voice a little hoarse. "Doctor Jian Mo."
After saying that, he added, "I'm not sick."
Jian Mo invited him to sit down, then handed him a freshly grilled sausage that hadn't yet been cut into pieces, saying with a smile, "Try our sausage. I'll change the spices for the others first, and we'll talk later."
Ran Wu seemed quite polite. Although he looked a bit listless, he stood there for a moment, thanked her, took the sausage, and then sat down next to her.
Jian Mo glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and saw him sit down, his legs as thin as sticks.
There's definitely something wrong with this kid. I just don't know if it's a physical problem or a psychological one.
While exchanging spices with the others, Jian Mo pondered how to bring up the subject later.
The sausages were so popular that someone soon came back a second time, bringing spices they had gathered from their homes, intending to exchange them for more.
Jian Mo hurriedly exchanged items with the other person, and finished quickly.
Yun Long originally wanted to come over and chat with them for a bit, but when he saw Ran Wu was also there, he greeted him with a gentle smile and then deliberately made room for them to chat.
Jian Mo glanced at Ran Wu, who seemed a little awkward beside her, and smiled, "It's a bit cold outside, how about we find a sheltered place?"
Ran Wu nodded. "Follow me."
Seeing that he was willing to speak, Jian Mo patted him gently on the shoulder and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Ran Wu paused for a moment, then shook his head.
Jian Mo looked at Wu Jiong, Wu Jiong gave her a somewhat helpless look.
It seems Wu Jiong won't get any information out of him either. Jian Mo thought to himself, "This kid's mouth is really tight. But something's wrong with him."
Ran Wu quickly led them to the place where the Flying-Winged Beast were tethered.
Generally, no one comes here, and with the Flying-Winged Beast blocking the way, it is indeed a sheltered and convenient place to talk.
Jian Mo glanced at Ran Wu; this little rascal was quite clever.
Jian Mo didn't speak directly to Ran Wu, but instead said to Wu Jiong, "Why don't you bring over the spices we got in exchange?"
Wu Jiong nodded and left quickly.
After dismissing Wu Jiong, Jian Mo said to Ran Wu, "I'm a doctor. Is there anything you really can't tell me? Your father and the others must be very worried about you."
Jian Mo's eyes were gentle. Ran Wu looked at him for a moment, then gently took off the hat from her head.
His hair was sparse on top, revealing a large patch of scalp.
Jian Mo was stunned. This handsome young man was losing his hair at a young age!
No wonder they were so silent.
Chapter 54 Visiting Relatives
As an adult, Jian Mo controlled his thoughts well, and when the boy looked over, he had already regained his seriousness and focus.
Ran Wu glanced at him twice, then silently put her hat back on, her ears turning slightly red.
Clearly, the boy felt somewhat inferior about his situation.
"Wait," Jian Mo called out to Ran Wu, "I might need to examine your beast form to assess your current situation."
Now, Ran Wu hesitated even more.
Jian Mo patted Ran Wu on the shoulder and said softly, "It's just the two of us here, it's okay."
Ran Wu looked at him, seemingly judging whether he was trustworthy. After a long while, he pointed behind the Flying-Winged Beast and said, "I'll go transform over there."
Jian Mo nodded. "Go."
Ran Wu quickly transformed back into his beast form, using the Flying-Winged Beast as cover.
It was a fox, its fur almost entirely silver-white, with only a few black spots around its eyes.
Unlike ordinary foxes, although he was large, he appeared very thin and frail, as if he were just a skeleton.
As he sat obediently in a squatting position, there was an indescribable melancholy about him.
This was the first time Jian Mo had ever felt melancholy in someone's beast form; this melancholy little fox looked even more pitiful.
Just as Jian Mo had guessed, there was a problem with his hair in human form and a problem with his fur in beast form.
The hair was worse and sparser than the hair, and the pinkish skin underneath was clearly visible.
The Flying-Winged Beast was truly curious, staring at the fox with its two large eyes.
The fox couldn't stand its gaze, bared its fangs, and looked rather fierce.
The Flying-Winged Beast immediately cowered and turned away, whimpering.
The fox looked at Jian Mo.
Jian Mo became even more serious and went forward to check on the fox.
After a while, Jian Mo said, "I don't have the tools to find out more, but you're definitely malnourished. Your hair is rough, the roots are brittle, and you don't have much muscle. You don't look too good."