Wandering Cub (continued)

Jian Mo thought for a moment and felt it was still too far, "I don't think that will work. I'll give them some anesthetic. It'll be much better to tie them up after that."

Wu Jiong: "That works too."

So the two went back into the house, found some anesthetic, boiled it into water, and gave each of the three male Pack-Pack Beast two mouthfuls, quickly putting them to the ground.

Now it will be much easier to carry them away.

Before setting off, Jian Mo specifically sought out Qing Kuo and said that he and Wu Jiong were going out to exchange for Pack-Pack Beast and might not be able to return today. He asked Qing Kuo to help take care of the remaining Pack-Pack Beast and Jiujiu in their household.

Qing Kuo agreed without hesitation.

Wu Jiong transformed into a giant wolf, carrying Jian Mo and three Pack-Pack Beasts on his back without much effort, and they ran very fast on the road.

Before they could even leave the Riverside Tribe's territory, someone rushed up to them, calling their names and asking them to stop.

Jian Mo looked closely and realized they were from the Mengshui Tribe. She raised her voice and asked, "Are you looking for us?"

The people of the Mengshui Tribe called out, "Yes, we're looking for you, Doctor Jian Mo. We have a patient over there and would like you to come and take a look."

Jian Mo: "What patient? Did you bring them over? I'd like to see them now."

Before heading to the Xiongying Tribe, Jian Mo brought his medical kit, which contained basic surgical instruments and medicines. He figured that even treating patients in the wild shouldn't be too much of a problem.

He was about to dismount from the giant wolf to treat the patient when the people from the Mengshui Tribe said, "We didn't bring him with us. It wouldn't be appropriate to bring him to the Riverside Tribe, so we'd like to ask you to make a trip to the Mengshui Tribe."

What's inappropriate about that? Jian Mo's mind raced for a moment, and she immediately realized there was something going on. "What aspect is inappropriate?"

Jian Mo thought the Mengshui Tribe would be more subtle in their explanation, but to his surprise, the Mengshui Tribe immediately spoke angrily as soon as he asked:

"The sick one is a wandering orc. We can't tell which tribe he belongs to, but he's definitely not from any of the nearby tribes."

"The little guy is covered in scabs and looks to be in very bad condition. I don't know if he has any infectious diseases or insects, so it's not advisable to bring him to your tribe."

"I don't know which tribe actually drove out such a little orc. He's not worthy of being human."

"We asked around for a long time but couldn't get any information. That little orc might be a little idiot."

"That's roughly the situation. We're at our wits' end and have no choice but to ask you for help."

Jian Mo immediately replied, "No problem. Is he seriously ill?"

A member of the Mengshui Tribe said, "It doesn't seem too serious. We examined him and felt his condition wasn't good, but we don't know the specific illness."

Upon hearing this, Jian Mo said, "We'll go back with you first and take a look. I'll stay in your tribe later. Wu Jiong, go and get the Pack-Pack Beast and then come back to pick me up?"

The second half of the Jian Mo was about the giant wolf.

The giant wolf said, "Let's stay at the Mengshui Tribe for a while before heading to the Xiongying Tribe."

Hearing their conversation, the people of the Mengshui Tribe asked, "What do you want to trade your Pack-Pack Beast for? Our tribe also has Pack-Pack Beast; you can trade with our tribe."

Jian Mo: "When did you get these Pack-Pack Beasts? Didn't you say you didn't have any before?"

A member of the Mengshui Tribe said, "Your pets seemed to be doing quite well, and it was nice to be able to produce some milk every day, so our tribe started raising them too. But raising them isn't as easy as yours; some of them died while we were raising them, and we don't know why."

Jian Mo: "Not cared for properly enough?"

A member of the Mengshui Tribe said, "I don't know, but it's quite troublesome. Our chieftain said to let it recover for another year, and if it still doesn't heal, then we'll give up."

We all knew each other quite well, and chatted all the way to the Mengshui Tribe.

The people of the Mengshui Tribe were surprised that Jian Mo and Wu Jiong arrived so quickly. Yun Long personally came to greet them, "Doctor Jian Mo, Chief Wu Jiong, it's been a long time. We'll have to trouble you today."

Jian Mo: "You're welcome. Where is that wandering orc? Would it be convenient for me to go and take a look?"

Yun Long: "They've arranged for you to stay in an empty house in our tribe. I'll take you there now."

They exchanged a few brief pleasantries and then went straight to see the wandering little beastman.

The stray orc was placed in an empty house, guarded by orcs from the Mengshui Tribe to prevent the orc from running away and causing any accidents.

Jian Mo opened the first-aid kit, put on gloves and a mask first, and then distributed the masks to the others so that they would be safer to wear them.

No one refused.

Once inside, the moment Jian Mo saw the little beastman, he understood why the Mengshui Tribe was so angry.

The little orc inside was too small, only about the size of an adult sheep, and covered in thick scabs, making him look like a legendary mammoth.

Jian Mo often interacts with the little ones in the tribe. The beastmen's beast forms are all very large, so these little ones are no more than three years old.

Orcs have exceptionally long lifespans, reaching adulthood at least at the age of twenty.

Such a tiny little thing can't even be called a child anymore; it's more like an infant.

Letting babies wander the streets, I don't know which tribe is so heartless.

Jian Mo was also angered. He took a deep breath to calm himself down and spoke softly to the little cub in front of him, "I am Jian Mo, the shaman of the Riverside Tribe. I've come to check on you. I won't hurt you, so don't be afraid."

The little cub shrank back slightly and remained silent.

Seeing that the little one wasn't struggling, Jian Mo went over and gently patted his head, trying to soothe him.

Wu Jiong stayed right beside Jian Mo, never leaving her side. If anything happened, he would immediately step in to ensure Jian Mo's safety.

Jian Mo touched the cub for a while before examining it.

The cub's thick fur was almost like felt, and inside the felt was a jumble of dried blood, hay, and dust, emitting a strong odor, indicating it hadn't been groomed in a long time.

Under normal circumstances, the pups will lick their own fur and bathe themselves, keeping themselves clean.

This is almost a biological instinct; it's quite rare for a stray cub to be completely unkempt. No wonder the people of the Mengshui Tribe wondered if he was a little idiot.