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Besides, if his ancestors had related bloodlines, wouldn't there be reproductive barriers? And if he wanted to find someone with related bloodlines, how would he find them in the vast sea of people?

Jian Mo was in a state of confusion, but quickly realized that something was still wrong. He had undergone physical examinations for his college entrance exams, university, and workplace, and no doctor had ever said that there was anything wrong with his data.

He studied medicine, specifically veterinary medicine, which is still related to medicine. If there were a real problem, it's impossible for people not to notice it.

Wu Jiong reached out and hugged him. "Things might change after we get here, don't rush to conclusions."

Jian Mo held up her swollen finger and murmured, "Yes, we can't rush things. Let's go find Lian Ke first."

Wu Jiong kissed him. "Yes, we'll find out by asking Lian Ke. It doesn't matter if we don't get the reason, you are you."

Jian Mo replied bluntly, "There is a connection."

Wu Jiong kissed him again. "Let's go ask."

Chapter 84 Applying Plaster

In the house where Jian Mo and Wu Jiong had previously stayed Lian Ke.

Lian Ke had been waiting since early morning. When he saw them arrive, he looked smug and said, "How about that? I told you my medicine worked, didn't I?"

Jian Mo held up her swollen finger for Lian Ke to see. "I don't know what's wrong?"

Lian Ke shook his head, even more smug. "A secret recipe. Come on, let me take a look at your fingers first."

Jian Mo held out her hand for Lian Ke to see. "Can the claws on my other fingers pop out too?"

Lian Ke was looking at his claws when he heard this and casually said, "No way, they haven't even grown out yet, how can they spring out?"

Jian Mo was taken aback for a moment, then looked up to find Wu Jiong looking over as well. Both of them realized something. "The claws were already there?"

Lian Ke also realized what was happening and mumbled, "We definitely need to use medicine for the claws to pop out."

Jian Mo stared at Lian Ke: "So, the drug doesn't make the claws grow back, but rather makes them spring out—the drug separates the skin from the flesh?"

Just like ungrown wisdom teeth, they can be seen when the gum is cut open.

Lian Ke pretended to be intently observing the way Jian Mo's claws looked, and remained silent.

Jian Mo sighed. She knew she couldn't rely on witch doctors. They simply had more experience; they weren't necessarily more scientific or effective.

Seeing their strange expressions, Lian Ke said, "I only said you have Sub-beastman Dysplasia. You'll be able to confirm it after taking the medicine. I wasn't lying to you, was I?"

That's true.

Wu Jiong said coldly, "It's your skill as witch doctors to ramble on and on. Didn't what you said earlier imply that you could cure the Sub-beastman Dysplasia?"

Lian Ke tried to argue, "I really can tell. If it weren't for my medicine, you wouldn't have noticed this problem yet, would you?"

Wu Jiong: "The claws have already grown back. Even without your medicine, we would have found out sooner or later."

Lian Ke: "You never know, what if?"

Seeing that Lian Ke stubbornly denied it, Wu Jiong's face grew even colder. "I've already smelled the formula for your ointment. It uses sap from the Kunzhi Tree. I'll take Jian Mo to collect it later."

Lian Ke's face changed, and he exclaimed, "How could you steal someone else's prescription?"

Wu Jiong: "Looks like that's it. I haven't even caused you any trouble yet, and you're already asking about me."

When Wu Jiong's face darkened, he looked particularly fierce, his eyes fixed on people, exuding a powerful aura of intimidation.

Seeing him like this, Lian Ke worried that he would transform into his beast form and attack at any moment, so he involuntarily took a step back, unable to utter any questions, and his expression became embarrassed.

Wu Jiong: "You have no idea how to cure the Sub-beastman Dysplasia. Everything you said before was just to lie to us."

Seeing that he was even angrier, Lian Ke quickly said, "Why would I lie to you if I had nothing better to do? I just wanted to remind you that Doctor Jian Mo has this problem. As for how to treat it, just feed him more good food and let him develop gradually. There's no special treatment method."

Jian Mo: "Just like the development of other sub-orcs?"

Lian Ke nodded. "Pretty much, but since you're already an adult, your development will be slower, and it might take a long time for you to fully develop."

Jian Mo: "Okay, thank you anyway."

Lian Ke muttered, "Then you shouldn't try to guess my prescription."

Having a wolf with a nose here is really troublesome.

Jian Mo: "The prescription we end up using will definitely not be the same one, don't worry."

Jian Mo only wanted the sap from the Kunzhi Tree that would solidify into a plaster; he had no interest in the added medications.

Having just been tricked by Lian Ke's powder, he might not dare to use it even if Lian Ke himself placed it in front of him.

After such an incident, Lian Ke felt embarrassed to stay any longer in their tribe. He packed his things without even having breakfast and left in a dejected manner.

Jian Mo walked to the riverbank to see Lian Ke off. Watching the old orc transform into his beast form and hurriedly leave, Jane's positive perception of witch doctors was completely shattered.

Most witch doctors probably rely on guesswork and deception based on experience, which is not as reliable as a properly educated animal doctor like him.

He doesn't need to be so restricted.

Seeing that Jian Mo was still not very interested after Lian Ke left, Wu Jiong asked him, "Do you want to go and collect the sap from the Kunzhi Tree?"

Jian Mo thought Wu Jiong was just bluffing Lian Ke, but she didn't expect him to actually go. "Going today? Aren't you going hunting or gathering with the tribe?"

Wu Jiong: "It's okay if you don't go for a day, just collect the sap you want first."

Jian Mo: "Go!"

Wu Jiong examined his finger and said, "Wrap your finger with medicine first, then I'll go tell the others in the tribe."

Jian Mo's fingers were ulcerated from the medication, so she had to clean and reapply the medication.

He went to the back mountain to collect herbs that could reduce swelling and relieve pain, pounded them into a paste, and wrapped it on his hands.

As soon as the cool, refreshing medicinal mud was applied, he immediately felt much more comfortable and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that my finger is okay. I can only take the pain as a lesson learned.

Wu Jiong returned quickly, gathered the wooden tubes from the house and put them in his carrying basket, and also took a large wooden bucket separately.