Asking Around

Jian Mo: "You'll know once you try it."

Jian Mo's version of simmering nut butter over a fire differs from Ji Xun's. In addition to a large amount of powdered sugar, he also adds a little salt and acidic fruit juice.

Ji Xun asked, "What's the underlying principle behind placing these two things?"

Jian Mo: "It's all to make the nut butter sweeter and more unique in flavor."

They had already completed the preliminary preparations, and the nut butter was ready after a short simmer.

The cooked nut butter has a flavor similar to chocolate sauce, and is even thicker and smoother.

Not to mention Ji Xun, even Jian Mo was very proud of the formula he had upgraded.

As for the cookies, Jian Mo divided the dough, which contained animal milk and butter, into pieces and shaped them into cookies.

Jian Mo brushed a layer of egg wash on top before baking.

Before Ji Xun could ask, Jian Mo explained, "This is to make the cookies look prettier."

Ji Xun: "I've learned something new."

Jian Mo and her friends also use an earthenware pot for baking, placing charcoal on the bottom and lid to ensure the cookies inside are heated more evenly.

The cookies were baked quickly.

Everyone was eating cookies in the yard.

Ji Xun also really liked Jian Mo's cookies. "Your cookies taste even sweeter and more delicious now."

Jian Mo: "That's all thanks to the recipe you provided."

Ji Xun: "Mine is just a common recipe; many people know how to make it, but they're just too lazy to put in the effort."

Mo A: "Making cookies is expensive, and most people can't afford it."

Jian Mo: "That's not necessarily true. It's hard to say about other tribes, but we, the people of the Riverside Tribe, should be willing to give."

Ji Xun agreed, saying, "Your Riverside Tribe has indeed accumulated a lot of resources."

Everyone ate cookies, enjoyed the breeze, and chatted.

Classes aren't starting anytime soon, and since they have cookies, they don't need to eat lunch. They can chat from now until the afternoon.

It's quite interesting to chat like this occasionally.

However, Jian Mo's wish to spend the whole morning chatting did not come true.

As they were chatting, a little boy shouted from outside the yard, "Jian Mo, someone's here at the clinic!"

Jian Mo: "Who's here? What's the matter?"

Little one. "I don't know, they said it was because of a stomachache, so they were carried here."

Jian Mo immediately forgot about her tea and cookies. "Tell them to wait a moment, I'll be right there."

Jian Mo looked at Ji Xun and Mo A: "I'll go take a look. You two sit here for now."

Ji Xun quickly said, "Business is more important, you go ahead and do your work."

Jian Mo stood up, went back inside to get her first-aid kit, and ran towards the small clinic.

The visitors were from the Haizuo Tribe, and they were old acquaintances of theirs.

Upon seeing Jian Mo, the people of the Haizuo Tribe immediately exclaimed, "Doctor Jian Mo, please save him!"

Jian Mo pushed her way through the crowd. "How does your stomach hurt? Do you know why?"

A member of the Haizuo Tribe said, "I don't know, I just know my stomach has been hurting for three days."

A member of the Haizuo Tribe said, "He started experiencing pain the night before last, and the medicinal soup didn't help. When we brought him here, he had been in pain for more than a day on the way, and now his complexion is all wrong."

Jian Mo walked into the small clinic, where an orc lay groaning incessantly, his face an unnatural yellowish-green, looking extremely ashen.

"It might be a problem with my liver or gallbladder," the thought suddenly popped into Jian Mo's mind.

This was a big problem. Jian Mo's heart sank as he examined the orc, a sense of foreboding creeping into his mind.

If the orc had a gash in his stomach, it would be easier to treat; you could just sew it up wherever it was injured.

If the liver and gallbladder themselves are malfunctioning, then it's difficult to know how to treat them.

He has neither the equipment nor the medication to support him, and being a veterinarian by training, he doesn't have the expertise for particularly sophisticated treatments.

This is troublesome.

Jian Mo frowned.

He really won't do it this time.

Chapter 168 Inquiring

Jian Mo examined the orc lying there for a long time but couldn't figure out what was wrong. The symptoms didn't seem like gallstones.

Seeing that the orc was in great pain, Jian Mo first gave him some pain-relieving leaves that she had brought back from the Dense Forest Tribe.

After taking the painkiller, the orc fell into a peaceful sleep.

The people of the Haizuo Tribe asked Jian Mo, "Doctor Jian Mo, what should we do now? How can this be treated?"

Jian Mo hesitated. "I don't know how to treat it."

One of the people in the Haizuo Tribe became anxious. "Doctor Jian Mo, aren't you able to cut open a person's abdomen and remove the diseased part?"

Jian Mo: "You can't just cut it like that."

After hesitating for a moment, Jian Mo said, "Besides, we don't know what kind of disease it is, and cutting it off might not be effective. It might even kill the person."

The Haizuo Tribe member said, "Can't we open up the belly and take a look?"

Jian Mo: "Opening the abdomen also carries risks. The patient's health isn't good, and the wound might not heal properly after surgery. I've never seen a patient in this condition before, and I don't know how to treat it. If you know any other witch doctors, I suggest you consult them."

The people of the Haizuo Tribe hesitated even more after hearing Jian Mo's words.

They said they needed to discuss it, and then went to the side to talk quietly.

Jian Mo listened from the side and heard them say that if they couldn't be cured here, they would be even less likely to be cured elsewhere.

I also heard them say that the seriously ill beastman was all alone and probably couldn't handle any more trouble.

In short, nobody wanted to go through any more trouble.

The people of the Riverside Tribe also rushed over after hearing the news.

Seeing Jian Mo's dejected state, Xi Lu, who was closer to him, patted his arm to comfort him.

Jian Mo looked up, nodded reluctantly, and briefly explained the situation.

Jian Mo is quite skilled at treating wounds; he can treat most illnesses that require surgery.

If it's something like nerve pain, there's nothing he can do.