Balding (continued)

Jian Mo rolled around on the bed a couple of times, touched her forehead, and said, "My fever has almost gone down. Shall we catch up with the main group today? Staying here is getting a bit boring."

Wu Jiong hugged him. "Let's wait a couple more days, you need to rest a bit more."

Jian Mo: "I can rest on the road, I can sleep on you a little longer."

Wu Jiong: "What if you get a fever again after being exposed to the wind? I suspect your fever yesterday was caused by being exposed to the wind."

Wu Jiong's attitude was adamant. No matter how Jian Mo tried to persuade him, he couldn't convince him. So he lay down on the bed, spread his arms and legs, and said, "Wu Jiong, I'll lie down for another day and see what happens tomorrow."

Wu Jiong kissed him again. "I'll go make you some medicine."

The sun came out in the morning, and there was no wind.

Jian Mo felt sore from lying in bed that she couldn't stay still any longer, so she got up, put on her animal skin coat and hat, and went to the open space to help the Snow Foot Tribe with some work and chat with them.

The people of the Snow Foot Tribe are making jam.

They were making the Pinghua fruit jam that Jian Mo had praised a few days ago. Taking advantage of the good weather, they washed the round, green fruit, dried it, removed the pits, cut it into small pieces, and put it in a jar with salt to ferment.

Today's work is just the first step, but it involves meticulous tasks that require a great deal of patience to complete well.

With nothing else to do, Jian Mo washed her hands and joined them in cutting the Pinghua fruit.

The Snow Foot Tribe doesn't have much metal and isn't particularly interested in it; they still use shell knives.

Jian Mo guessed that their diet consisted mainly of fish, shrimp, shellfish, wild fruits, and vegetables, which didn't require much skill in cutting, so they had no incentive to change their knives.

While the adult orcs and their offspring were processing the Flattened Fruit, the cubs of their tribe were practicing fishing in the lake.

The little beavers swam around in the lake and soon each found their target.

One of the beavers caught a big fish. He was probably as strong as the fish, so they were locked in a stalemate. He couldn't drag the fish ashore, and the fish couldn't get away from him and swim back into the lake.

The little beaver held tightly to the fish's back with its fine white teeth, refusing to let go. As the fish struggled, it rolled around in the lake several times, making the beaver look like a ball.

Despite this, the little beaver persisted without letting up, its round eyes filled with determination.

As the little beaver battled the big fish, water splashed everywhere, and with Jian Mo's now keen hearing, she could hear every detail.

He clearly heard the little beaver choke on water several times and was coughing muffledly.

Jian Mo but feel a little worried and asked the person next to her, "Are we really not going to intervene?"

The Snow Foot Tribe members waved their hands and laughed, "If the little guy can't take it, he'll ask for help himself. If things get bad, the beastmen standing by will also help. Nothing will happen."

Jian Mo looked closely and discovered that there were indeed many large beavers lurking beneath the surface of the lake, just like yesterday.

That's alright, with a safety officer present, it's somewhat reassuring.

Just as Jian Mo and the others were chatting, Jian Mo heard another thumping footstep.

He looked into the distance and saw a huge beast, resembling both a cat and a tiger, running towards him from afar.

The orcs patrolling the Snow Foot Tribe immediately became alert, blocking the tribe's entrance and shouting, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The giant beast stopped in its tracks. "I am Dan Guan, an orc from the Mountain Bright Tribe. I've come to see Doctor Jian Mo for treatment. Is Doctor Jian Mo still here?"

The patrolling orc's tone softened somewhat. "He's still here. Wait a moment, we'll go ask if Doctor Jian Mo would be willing to entertain you?"

Dan Guan squatted down, waving his tail in front of him and around his paws. "This is troublesome."

The patrolling orc grinned. "Don't mention it."

Jian Mo had actually overheard their conversation, so when the patrolling orc came to ask, Jian Mo agreed without hesitation, "Sure, please have him come over."

The patrolling orc went out again.

Soon, Dan Guan, wearing a tiger-striped hat, walked in. Reaching the edge of the open space, he quickly spotted Jian Mo and greeted him, "Doctor Jian Mo."

Jian Mo stood up and nodded. "Hello, let's talk over there."

Dan Guan breathed a sigh of relief and followed Jian Mo to the side, introducing himself along the way.

When it was just the two of them, Jian Mo the young orc in front of him, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Dan Guan took off his hat and showed Jian Mo his head. "I don't know what happened, but since the year before last, my hair has been falling out more and more severely, and now there are several large patches of it."

Jian Mo gestured for him to look down, and after a closer look, she indeed saw several bald patches.

The scalp in those areas is completely bald, and you can't even see the hair follicles. It looks like it's going to be difficult to treat.

Dan Guan, with his eyes lowered, didn't notice Jian Mo's expression and rambled on, "I inquired for a long time before I found out you could cure it. The moment I heard the news, I rushed to the Riverside Tribe, but they said you had gone out. I chased after you all the way from the Riverside Tribe, and luckily I caught up with you here."

Jian Mo gestured for him to follow, and said to him along the way, "Actually, I'm not good at treating this kind of illness."

Dan Guan stopped in his tracks, tense. "Really? I heard you've already cured a little beastman. I even saw him when I went to the Riverside Tribe. His fur is so thick now; it really looks like he's been cured."

Jian Mo shook her head. "His situation is a little different."

Dan Guan: "Different?"

Jian Mo: "Don't all beastmen shed their fur during molting season? They also shed and grow new fur as they reach a certain age."

Dan Guan nodded repeatedly, indicating that this was indeed the case.

Jian Mo continued, "That furry little beastman suffered a major blow, was in a bad mood, and was malnourished. So, when his old fur fell out naturally, and new fur couldn't grow back, it resulted in alopecia areata. It doesn't seem to be like that on your end?"

Although Dan Guan had signs of patchy baldness on his head, the rest of his hair was shiny and looked to be in very good condition. He was also very robust, which was quite different from Ran Wu's hair loss at the time.