Chapter 195: The God’s Envoy is online, please examine carefully when accepting 5.19

The sight was even more heartwarming than the female Guy saw in the dark abyss.

Thinking of this, his emotions fluctuated again.

“Father Beast, Father Beast, S… Save someone, the abyss, there’s a female in the abyss.”

After struggling to spit out a sentence with unsteady breath, Guy fainted again.

His injuries were too serious.

The faces of the Patriarch and the Tribe Shaman changed when they heard his words.

How could a female go to the abyss?

Although they were puzzled, the Patriarch hurriedly organized people to prepare for rescue.

The most important thing for a tribe was food.

The second most important were the females.

This environment was inherently difficult for females to survive.

But if there were no females, there would be no children.

Without children, sooner or later, their race would go extinct.

Therefore, females were the treasure that every tribe cherished.

Luo Ling didn’t care about the female they were talking about. He began to sew Guy’s stomach.

The blood, that hadn’t stopped much, slowly overflowed again.

The others held their breath and intently watched.

Could it still be done this way?

Sewing up the wound like sewing animal skins?

Would it be alright?

Was it feasible?

“Luo, the hemostatic grass and the fever-reducing grass are all crushed.”

Felix approached Luo Ling, holding two jars in his arms.

Seeing Luo Ling’s actions, he was also shocked.

But after all, Felix was considered to have experienced life before, his shock quickly turned into being filled with pride.

Look.

Such an intelligent and capable female was his.

Look.

The female who could bring back the tribe’s warrior from the hands of the Beast God was his.

Look.

The female that everyone admired was still his.

Smugness and honor slowly appeared in Felix’s golden eyes.

Luo Ling sewed the last stitch and tied a bow in the process.

After finishing, Luo Ling couldn’t help, but be taken aback.

A scene from a long, long, long time ago appeared in his mind.

His Old Gong helped Luo Ling bandage his wound and tied a bow in a wicked sense of humor.

Since then, he seemed…

…to have a little fondness for bows.

Luo Ling looked at the bow in front of him.

The corners of Luo Ling’s lips slightly raised.

It was actually quite cute.

System: …A big burly man with a bow is cute, Host, are you being serious?

Luo Ling replied without hesitation: Of course.

System: …

“He hasn’t suffered any damage to his stomach and can eat as usual. However, it’s best to eat some light liquid food.”

Luo Ling spoke while grabbing the hemostatic grass and lightly wiping it on the stitched wound.

“This medicine as well. Change it every hour. First, apply hemostatic grass, then when the time comes, clean it up and then change it to the fever-reducing grass.”

“After an hour, if he is still bleeding, continue to apply the hemostatic grass. If not, apply the fever-reducing grass.”

“The other wounds on his body don’t need to be treated the same as this one. You can change them in half a day.”

After dealing with the last scratch, Luo Ling exhaled out.

Finally done.

So tired.

There was a fluffy feeling on his forehead.

Luo Ling raised his eyes.

A fluffy black paw was wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Luo Ling’s eyebrows curled up as he smiled brightly.

Hesitating for a moment, the Shaman stepped forward to disturb the two of them.

“Little female, what is the light liquid food you just said?”

“It’s porridge…” As soon as Luo Ling spoke, he suddenly paused.

Was there rice in this place?

If there was no rice, how could they make porridge?

“I found a lot of edible green vegetables on that small mountain in front of us. We can use them to cook broth. It should work, right?”

Zhang Yiyang understood Luo Ling’s meaning and quickly spoke up.

Luo Ling was overjoyed, then he looked at the Little Shou.

He patted the Little Shou on the shoulder with the appearance of an elder. Luo Ling said with a relieved tone.

“Yiyang ah, you surely must have found happiness.”

Zhang Yiyang was dumbfounded.

How come he felt that there seemed to be something not right?