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Wu Jiong specifically checked Jian Mo's ears. "Does your ear hurt today?"

Jian Mo touched it. "It's alright, it doesn't hurt much. Maybe I've gotten used to it, I can automatically ignore those little noises now."

Wu Jiong: "Tell me if you feel unwell."

Jian Mo patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Definitely, I don't do things that involve hiding things from my partner."

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Wu Jiong knew that he was really not feeling unwell, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Jian Mo looked through the basket. "What did you change today?"

Wu Jiong: "Some seasonings, seeds, pickled vegetables, and the two Long-tailed Bird and a nest of eggs you traded for the dagger."

The Long-tailed Bird was a gift from the Eighteen Bends Tribe to Jian Mo, but Jian Mo returned the favor with a metal dagger, so it's fair to say it was an exchange.

Jian Mo looked at the metal and fabric at the bottom of the basket. "It seems like most of the supplies haven't been sold?"

Wu Jiong: "It wasn't traded out. Our previous trade, exchanging glass for Ji Xun's Honey Sparrow and honey blocks, was the biggest deal we ever made."

The Honey Sparrow are fragile, so they didn't carry them with them. Instead, they asked the people of the Cypress Branch Tribe to help carry them to the Riverside Tribe.

The people from the Cypress Branch Tribe were going to send them Pearl Rice, so we could send some as well.

Jian Mo counted the supplies. "Suddenly I feel like we're really rich."

Wu Jiong: "We've never lacked supplies."

Jian Mo lowered her voice. "I saw the Mengshui Tribe trading lubricating ointments with other tribes, and it seems like they're doing quite well?"

Wu Jiong: "That's their most popular item."

Jian Mo flopped onto the bed and sighed, "When I left, Qing Kuo suggested I bring some ointment, but I refused. Now it seems I shouldn't have refused his suggestion; experience really does pay off."

Wu Jiong: "Change it next time we come out."

Jian Mo: "That works too."

The two chatted for a while and then quickly fell asleep.

The next day, before setting off for the Banhe Tribe, Jian Mo first called Bei Ya and Dan Guan over to check on their illnesses.

Bei Ya's facial wounds had almost healed, leaving only thin red marks.

Whether it's because Jian Mo's scalpel is fast enough, her skills are excellent, or Bei Ya's recovery ability is too outstanding, it seems that as long as Bei Ya continues to recover at this pace, she should not have any obvious scars left.

He was aware of the condition on his face, and had become increasingly cautious these past few days, barely daring to make any expressions or speak.

Jian Mo gave some instructions, telling Bei Ya to continue maintaining the status quo, and then went to check on Dan Guan's situation.

Dan Guan transformed back into his beast form and showed it to Jian Mo.

Previously, the areas Dan Guan alopecia areata were very smooth, and even the hair follicles were barely visible. Now, for some reason, small rashes have started to appear.

Wearing gloves, Jian Mo gently touched Dan Guan's rash with concern and asked, "Is it itchy?"

The giant ocelot nodded. "A little."

Jian Mo frowned. "In that case, how about we try stopping the medication for two days?"

The tiger cat protested, "I think itching is a good thing. My illness hasn't bothered me for years, so it's good that it's causing some commotion. It's better than nothing, right?"

Jian Mo was surprised by his words and glanced at him again.

Tiger Cat: "Really, I don't think the skin will break or anything for now. Why don't we continue using this medicine and see if there's any improvement?"

Jian Mo: "If that's what you mean, then we'll use it for two more days. If the wound gets more and more red and swollen after two days, and there's no sign of new hair growing, then we'll stop the medication and rest."

The tiger cat nodded repeatedly. "I'll listen to you."

Jian Mo looked after Bei Ya and Ji Xun, while Wu Jiong fed Jiujiu and took care of Ying'ao.

The two packed their things and set off with the main group.

The Mengshui Tribe led the way, followed by the Red Zheng Tribe, and they formed a long line to walk towards the Banhe Tribe.

Jian Mo's two Flying-Winged Beasts and a group of chubby chicks were flying in the air. It was rare to have so many little friends flying in the air, Jiujiu were very happy, even changing the frequency of their wing flapping.

Fortunately, the fragile items were all carried on the giant wolf's back; otherwise, Jian Mo was truly worried that when they arrived at the Banhe Tribe, they would only find a pile of fragments.

While traveling, everyone chatted.

Jian Mo chatted for a few minutes, then fell asleep amidst the gentle rocking.

The group walked until noon, when Jian Mo, still half asleep, heard an unfamiliar voice calling out, "Are you from the merchant caravan? We are from the Banhe Tribe, and we came out specifically to meet you."

After Jian Mo grew animal ears, she became very sensitive to all kinds of sounds and woke up immediately.

He sat on the giant wolf and looked up. He saw a group of orcs and sub-orcs standing by the roadside, holding jars. Judging from their youthful faces, they were not very old.

The fat chicks rushed down first, shouting, "Peng Duo, what brings you all here?"

Hearing the familiar voices, the people of the Banhe Tribe happily said, "We came out as soon as we heard the news. You must be tired from your long journey. Here, have some water."

Since everyone knew each other, they lowered their guard and rested where they were.

It must be said that the people of the Banhe Tribe delivered the water very timely. Everyone had been traveling all the way and their throats were parched. They were very happy to have clean water to drink.

The chubby chicks quickly pulled the Banhe Tribe leader to Jian Mo and introduced Jian Mo: "Jian Mo, this is Peng Duo and Ao Xi. They're our friends, and they're very nice people."

The eyes of several orcs and sub-orcs from the Banhe Tribe lit up. "Doctor Jian Mo! We've wanted to meet you for a long time; we've heard your medical skills are exceptional!"

Jian Mo smiled, "It's a pleasure to meet you all."

Everyone introduced themselves to each other.

The orc named Ao Xi asked, "Doctor Jian Mo, my brother keeps coughing, can you cure him?"

Jian Mo: "A cough? Have you caught a cold recently?"

Ao Xi: "No, he just coughs and phlegm, he coughs every now and then, but he doesn't seem to have any other discomfort."