The People Signing Up (continued)

Jian Mo took his fingers and held them in her hand. "Actually, I didn't really intend to play. It's just that it's the first time I've rescued such a tiny cub, so I couldn't help but pay a little more attention to it. The little guy won't take up too much of my attention."

Wu Jiong nodded. "I know."

Jian Mo leaned over and kissed him, her eyes crinkling into a smile, "So there's no need to dislike the little guy anymore. You're number one in my heart."

Wu Jiong: "I don't dislike the little guy at all; you're number one in my heart."

Jian Mo looked at him with a smile on her face.

Wu Jiong's ears turned slightly red. "But Minta and Tuming have both returned, so we should send the cub back to them."

Jian Mo smiled and kissed him again, "Indeed. And being too close to the little snow leopard, Jiujiu seems a little jealous."

Wu Jiong nodded seriously with a stern face.

Jian Mo is the kind of person who pays great attention to his partner's feelings. After discovering that Wu Jiong would get jealous if he diverted his attention to the snow leopard cub, he became very careful to restrain himself. Even when he petted the snow leopard cub, he would arrange to do so when Wu Jiong was not around.

When Wu Jiong returned, his main focus was still on the two of them, at most petting and Jiujiu.

The fact that Jian Mo was able to cure the little snow leopard, whose condition was so serious, amazed the people from several nearby tribes.

Even the Mengshui Tribe, which was very familiar with Jian Mo, couldn't help but say to Jian Mo, "Doctor Jian Mo, your medical skills have improved again."

Jian Mo: "It's alright. Practice makes perfect. After seeing more cases, you'll develop your own understanding of medicine. Besides, the little guy's illness isn't anything too difficult. Once we find the cause, everything will be fine."

Jian Mo has recently started writing a book. It's not about anything profound; it's just about his understanding of medicine and some of his views.

He plans to organize his own system, combining previously learned prescriptions with the local shamanic medicine system, to develop a set of teaching materials.

The work is progressing smoothly so far and should be completed soon.

That day, while Jian Mo was writing in the courtyard, the tribe's children were watching from outside.

Jian Mo got tired of writing, stood up to stretch her back and neck, and beckoned the little ones in. "What are you looking at outside?"

Jiang Xing leaned closer and said, "Look at you! Jian Mo, are you writing in your textbook?"

Jian Mo: "Yes, we're writing textbooks on witch doctors. Do you want to learn?"

The little ones pursed their lips and shook their heads in unison.

Seeing how perfectly synchronized their movements were, Jian Mo chuckled, "You don't like studying that much, huh?"

Jiang Xing: "Jian Mo, the herbs you taught us before are enough."

He Feng: "We also know how to bandage. If you get injured, we'll treat it quickly first and then come back to you. Anyway, no matter how hard you try, you'll never be as good as me."

"Oh, you're quite clear-headed." Jian Mo looked at He Feng's straightforward face and said with a smile, "You do have a unique perspective."

He Feng proudly raised his head. "That's right. My father and father said that we should have our own thoughts and not always listen to other people's opinions, otherwise we'll have lived a wasted life."

Jian Mo: "Well said, keep it up."

Little Bai Lu looked at Jian Mo and asked, "Jian Mo, are you now the most skilled witch doctor around here?"

Jian Mo: "Are there any other witch doctors around here?"

The little ones shook their heads.

Jian Mo said, "Since there are no other witch doctors, and I am the only witch doctor, I am naturally the most powerful witch doctor."

Bai Lu: "So, are you also everyone's witch doctor?"

Jian Mo noticed the little guy's jealousy. "What's wrong?"

Bai Lu pouted, "Xing Yuan said you're everyone's witch doctor, not just our tribe's, and that we shouldn't monopolize you. Xing Yuan and the others are so annoying, always trying to act all innocent."

Jian Mo is very popular among the children; when children from other tribes come to class, they will specifically come to find Jian Mo.

Some clever little creatures, like Xing Yuan from the Mengshui Tribe, would bring fresh wild grass or vegetables to feed Jiujiu and Ying'ao when they came to class.

Jian Mo, they simply said it was just a matter of convenience and they wanted to help.

After bringing over the wild herbs and vegetables, the little ones didn't ask for any reward; they just Jian Mo.

Jian Mo naturally thought these little ones were well-behaved, while the little ones from the Riverside Tribe thought those who fawned over her were cunning.

Jian Mo patted Bai Lu's head. "Although I treat people from other tribes, I always charge them for their medical care. I only treat people from our tribe without charging them for our medical care."

The little ones' eyes lit up.

Jian Mo continued with a smile, "Besides, when I treat people from other tribes, I just prescribe medicine. But when I treat you, even if I prescribe bitter medicine, I'll prepare dried fruit for you. You're different in my eyes."

The little ones were quickly appeased after hearing Jian Mo's words.

Zhou Dao raised his hand, his eyes shining brightly. "Jian Mo, I want to report this."

Hearing the new words Zhou Dao used, Jian Mo couldn't help but laugh, "Report what?"

Zhou Dao: "Gui Qin from the Ice River Tribe has been coughing for a long time and it hasn't gotten better. Jian Mo, could you prescribe some bitter medicine for him?"

Jian Mo raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

Jiang Xing, standing nearby, revealed Zhou Dao's secret. "It's true, Gui Qin also coughs a lot during class. But Zhou Dao reported him because he got into a fight with Gui Qin, and he lost."

Zhou Dao blushed. "No, that's not it. I just saw that he wasn't feeling well and wanted him to get better quickly. Besides, it's not like I've never beaten him in a fight; he just didn't lose."

Jiang Xing made a shy face. "Not losing is the same as winning, right?"

Zhou Dao: "He didn't win by much!"

The little ones quickly started arguing, Jian Mo listened with a smile on her face.

It's really not easy; even the simple-minded little rascal has learned to use tricks.

After confirming that Gui Qin was coughing, Jian Mo went to check on him after the children finished their classes in the evening and called Gui Qin out again.

After a careful examination, Jian Mo found that Gui Qin had just caught a slight chill, probably because he had been running around in the autumn without wearing enough clothes. It wasn't a big problem, and his cough would heal naturally in a while.