Chapter 657 - 674: Don’t Be Afraid, I Can Save You

Chapter 657: Chapter 674: Don’t Be Afraid, I Can Save You

The weather was indeed turning cooler, and the air was growing damp.

More importantly, Bai Wanwan knew she was pregnant again. A long journey, getting soaked in the rain and catching a chill—it would be utterly miserable.

However, whether their Tiger Clan party left first or waited for the Elephant Clan to heal before traveling together, both options were fraught with enormous risk.

If they encountered the resurgent Beast God or his Beast Army on the road, the Elephant Clan in its current condition—or the Tiger Clan on its own—would almost certainly face disaster.

Bai Wanwan hesitated for a moment, rapidly weighing her options, and finally made a compromise. "We’ll wait three days!"

Her tone was resolute. "You males are robust and recover quickly. In three days, even the most severely wounded should be stable enough that their lives are no longer in danger. When the time comes, the uninjured males can take turns carrying their more gravely wounded companions. We can all depart together. This way, we can maintain the group’s overall mobility and avoid aggravating anyone’s injuries by traveling too soon."

The proposal considered the practical difficulties while also ensuring safety and unity.

Jinying looked at her, a flash of gratitude and agreement in his eyes. "All right. We’ll do as you say."

Under Jinying’s guidance, Bai Wanwan made a quick round to check on the general condition of the wounded. He then led her to the largest stone house in the center of the encampment.

It was being used as a makeshift infirmary for the most critical patients.

As they approached, a thick, nauseating stench of blood mixed with the bitter scent of various herbs washed over them.

Inside the stone house, the light was dim and the atmosphere was oppressive.

Severely wounded beastmen lay scattered across the floor in dense disarray, leaving almost no room to walk.

Several elderly Clan Witches and the tribe’s Witch Doctors wore grim expressions as they hurried about. They were incredibly busy, weaving between the wounded to check injuries, apply poultices, and bandage wounds. Their foreheads were beaded with sweat, and they had no time to spare a glance for anyone entering or leaving.

Just as they entered, they heard an old Clan Witch sigh wearily and wave a hand at a young male assistant. The witch’s voice was hoarse with exhaustion. "This one... he can’t be saved. His breathing is nearly gone. Take him outside, and then bring Qian Shan over. He’s waiting for medicine..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Wanwan and her companions quickly stepped aside to make way.

A few of the tall males helping out nodded grimly at them before carefully lifting their companion, whose breathing was almost imperceptible. With heavy steps, they carried him out and laid him at the bottom of the cold stone steps.

Afterward, the two males didn’t leave immediately. They stood there like stone statues, their gazes locked on their faintly breathing companion on the ground. Their fists were clenched, their bodies trembling slightly.

The one lying on the ground was not just a fellow clansman they had fought alongside, but a friend they had grown up with since they were children.

A silent, heavy sorrow spread through the air, so tangible it was suffocating.

Bai Wanwan’s heart clenched. She understood now. The row of males with ashen faces lying at the base of the outer wall—the ones given up on—were the reason she was here.

Their injuries were too severe; they were all just barely hanging on. ’I don’t know if I can save them,’ she thought.

Taking a deep breath, she turned to Jin Yi and Yin Ze beside her and ordered, "Help me. Unfasten their clothes to expose their wounds so I can apply the medicine."

Jin Yi was long accustomed to Bai Wanwan’s miraculous abilities. Without a word of objection to her command, he immediately stepped forward.

But Jinying (Fu Jinsen), standing to the side, froze for a moment.

He knew Bai Wanwan was special, but to see her so calmly preparing to treat patients that even the Clan Witches had given up on still filled him with shock.

He suppressed his doubts and, without asking any questions, immediately knelt down beside Jin Yi to help carefully peel away the blood-soaked clothing that had fused to the wounds.

’He was intensely curious. Where on earth did Wanwan learn these healing skills? And where did those magical medicines come from?’

The memory of her pulling a vial of medicine out of thin air to free the controlled beastmen surfaced in his mind again.

The two males who had been lost in their grief noticed the movement. They snapped out of it and rushed forward to stop them, their voices choked with sobs. "Jinying! The Clan Witch... the Clan Witch said they can’t be saved! She told us... told us to take them for burial soon..."

Jinying looked up at his clansmen and said firmly, "They can still be saved! This is the Holy Female of the Tiger Clan, Bai Wanwan. She has a way!"

"R-really?" Like men grasping at their last hope, the two males’ gazes instantly locked onto Bai Wanwan.

Their eyes were bloodshot and their voices trembled, searching her face for a definite, miraculous answer.

"Yes, it’s true." Bai Wanwan met their hopeful gazes and nodded firmly. "But there’s no time to waste. They’re in critical condition."

She could see that several of the wounded were only exhaling, no longer drawing breath.

Fearing she was running out of time, Bai Wanwan didn’t hesitate. She immediately retrieved a jar of Extreme Effect Golden Sore Medicine from her dimensional space and thrust it into Jin Yi’s hands. "Jin Yi, you’re in charge of applying this to the less severe cases over here. Be quick! Yin Ze and I will handle the most critical ones!"

Without a moment’s delay, she bypassed the wounded whose complexions were still stable enough to wait and strode over to the males at the base of the wall—the ones with deathly pale faces who looked as if they might stop breathing at any second.

Time was of the essence!

Without waiting for her command, Yin Ze acted with perfect rapport. He was already kneeling, his movements swift but gentle as he began to peel the clothing away from a patient’s wounds.

Since these patients had already been deemed beyond saving, their clothes had merely been haphazardly pulled over their bodies.

By now, blood had long since soaked through the heavy animal hides, coagulating and turning black. It was nearly impossible to discern their original color, and they reeked of a thick, metallic odor.

Bai Wanwan’s brow furrowed tightly as she looked at their gruesome injuries and the amount of blood they had lost.

’Just stopping the bleeding won’t be enough. Some of them have lost too much blood. Their vital energy needs to be supported.’

To avoid wasting the Extreme Effect Golden Sore Medicine, and as an extra precaution, she opened the system’s pharmacy exchange interface. She quickly used her Points to redeem several stalks of top-quality Wild Ginseng, each one brimming with spiritual energy.

Plump ginseng roots, their fine rootlets perfectly intact, appeared in her hand in an instant.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she broke off a few of the slender rootlets and handed them to the two bewildered Elephant Clan males. "I need your help," she said, her words coming out in a rush. "Put these rootlets under their tongues, or just have them hold one in their mouths. One per male! Hurry!"

After giving the order, without waiting to see if they understood the miraculous properties of the ginseng, she immediately turned and knelt before the male whose largest wound had just been cleaned by Yin Ze.

The male seemed to be clinging to a faint trace of consciousness. His eyelids fluttered with great effort, and his unfocused gaze swept over Bai Wanwan’s unfamiliar face. His chapped lips parted, but no sound came out—only a faint puff of air.

As she quickly twisted the lid off the ointment, Bai Wanwan softened her voice to soothe him. "Don’t be afraid. Hold on. You’re going to be okay. I can save you."

Her words seemed to carry a strange, calming power.