The wicked female is extremely fierce, but she's pampered by her seven beast husbands.

Chapter 23 Disfigurement and Shattered Bones
It took Chongzhen some time to finally piece together relatively complete information from the hunters' rambling narrative.

The Snow Wolf Tribe and the Snake Mountain Tribe were actually the main initiators of this four-tribe joint operation.

The Wuyang and Yaoluo tribes were not strong fighters, but for huge profits, they risked their lives and boarded their pirate ship.

However, the main force in the battle was still the Snow Wolves and Snake Mountain Warriors, so when they were defeated, their two tribes suffered the most casualties and losses.

After their defeat, the Yaoluo and Wuyang tribes surrendered decisively, saving most of their warriors, and did not dare to cheat or renege on the terms of surrender.

However, the Snake Mountain tribe is different from the Snow Wolf tribe. Whatever the real reason, the young chieftain of the Snake Mountain tribe has already gone missing.

The Snow Wolf tribe, after its defeat, not only faced heavy losses, but also had to hand over their young chieftain and a large number of prey.

As a result, Su Weihua, the young clan leader who initially led the Snow Wolf Clan in battle, became the biggest sinner.

Ling Xiao placed the blood-red gourd-like Su Weihua on a flat stone, turned around and asked, "Has the witch doctor not arrived yet?"

"Not yet, but it should be soon."

Yu Shaochen squeezed through the crowd and was startled by Su Weihua's miserable state, standing there in a daze.

Ling Chengen looked up and asked, "Can you temporarily stop the bleeding?"

If the bleeding continues like this, even a witch doctor might be powerless to save it.

Yu Shaochen squatted down and looked at Su Weihua, whose face was half bloody and mangled, and said uncertainly, "I'll give it a try."

He tried to place his hand on Su Weihua's left cheek, but Ling Xiao stopped his wrist and sighed, "The injury on his face is secondary; the injuries on his back and legs are the real trouble."

Ling Chengen had already reached out and tore off the blood-soaked animal skin skirt, frowning as he said to Yu Shaochen, "Help, help him lie on his side."

Yu Shaochen lowered his head and held Su Weihua's shoulder, carefully turning him to lie on his side. Ling Chengen reached out and touched his spine, shaking his head and saying, "No, the lower part of his lumbar vertebrae is broken."

I wonder if the old witch doctor's healing techniques can cure the damaged lumbar nerves, otherwise this person will most likely suffer from cauda equina syndrome, which is weakness in the lower limbs and incontinence in the future.

"Let him lie flat."

Ling Chengen examined Su Weihua's legs. Her leg bones were broken, and her knee joints were a bloody mess, likely caused by repeated blows from a heavy blunt object. Her patella was shattered, and her shinbone was fractured in multiple places.

Yu Shaochen was a little at a loss and asked, "Should I treat his back or his legs?"

"Treat his face." Ling Chengen stood up and looked at the old shaman who was being carried over by the tribal warriors in the distance. "The shaman can treat the other wounds. You should stop the bleeding on his face first."

Yu Shaochen: "???"

"Listen to me." Ling Chengen turned and walked towards the stream, saying slowly, "If he can't be saved, let him be buried with a dignified face."

Ling Xiao and the other soldiers stared in shock at her retreating figure: "..."

No, is that right?

Before the others could react, Yu Shaochen had already used all his supernatural abilities on healing magic, covering the left half of Su Weihua's face.

The eerie green light faded, and the blood that had been seeping from that horribly disfigured face finally stopped.

But the wound hadn't healed and still looked extremely gruesome and terrifying. Looking at the wound that showed no signs of healing, Yu Shaochen frowned and said, "I tried my best, but the wound on his face is a bit strange."

The old witch doctor, supporting his back, dismounted from the orc warrior's back. Looking at Su Weihua, who was covered in blood, he gasped in shock and quickly went to the half-dead Su Weihua's side, raising his staff wrapped in withered vines.

At the top of the withered vine cane was a yellowish-brown bud resembling a tulip. As the wood-type ability slowly revived, the closed petals gradually opened, slowly turning into a white base with green hues.

The withered vines that had been entwining around the plant seemed to come alive in an instant, with a large number of tender buds sprouting from the branches. The stamens and buds emitted specks of pale green fluorescence, which then slowly fell onto the seriously injured Su Weihua.

Ling Xiaoxi stared wide-eyed at the dreamlike scene before her, completely mesmerized by the fragrance emanating from the green and white flower at the top of the cane.

Ling Chengen flicked the water from his fingertips onto her face and reminded her, "Don't inhale too much pollen, or you won't be able to stand steadily when you walk."

Chongzhen had never seen this kind of healing technique before, and asked, "Is there anything special about this green pollen?"

“It can relieve pain.” Ling Chengen had been holding her breath for a long time. She had seen this plant before, and it was exactly the same as the new mutated plant from the apocalypse.

"This flower is called Jade Unicorn. When it blooms, pollen will gush out from the flower bud. People and animals that inhale the pollen will become dizzy and will have a reduced sense of pain for a short period of time."

Chongzhen watched the old witch doctor's retreating figure, then looked up and asked, "Why didn't you use it on me yesterday?"

Ling Chengen looked down at him for a few seconds, then silently looked away: "Do you think you're worthy?"

Chongzhen stared at her, momentarily at a loss for words, his expression shifting several times in a short period.

Ling Chengen, on the contrary, acted as if nothing had happened. He squatted down by the stone stove, lifted the lid of the stone pot, and sighed softly as he watched the medicinal soup almost boil down: "The medicinal herbs at home are not enough. I'll have to go dig more tomorrow."

Chongzhen glanced at the area surrounded by the crowd, then looked at Ling Chengen, who seemed unusually indifferent, and asked, "Su Weihua is also considered your beastly husband, aren't you worried?"

"What's the use of my worrying?" Ling Chengen sat on the rock, propping his cheek with his right hand, and said in a cool tone, "He's already receiving treatment. If he survives, he can just take his time to recover; if he doesn't, there's nothing I can do. I didn't kill him. At most, I'll dig a hole and help bury him..."

Ling Chengen poked his knee with his hand: "Instead of worrying about him, you might as well use your superpower to make him a kang (heated brick bed) tonight. He'll probably be bedridden for a long time afterward, and you'll become his fellow patient."

Chongzhen rolled her eyes and snorted, "My relationship with Su Weihua isn't that good."

Ling Chengen glared at him and said indifferently, "We're not that close. You poured out the medicine yourself, so I can't be bothered with you."

Chongzhen watched her get up and walk away, completely bewildered.

He turned to look at Wu Zhuo, who was trying not to laugh, and frowned, saying, "What are you doing here too?"

"Are you listening to a joke?" Wu Zhuo spread his hands, tilted his head innocently, and emphasized, "A big joke."

Fearing that being too gloating would lead to the fox reporting him, Wu Zhuo quickly slipped away to watch Su Weihua from the sidelines.

Chongzhen looked at the bubbling black medicine and reached for the wooden bowl containing the medicine, but he couldn't reach it. He could only use one hand to support himself on the stone to get up and take the wooden bowl.

When the witch doctor's powers were exhausted, the jade unicorn at the top of his staff gradually withered and turned into a walnut-colored flower-shaped wooden carving, which fell to the ground.

"He was too badly injured. My powers were exhausted, and I could only heal him to this extent. The rest is up to his own fate."

(End of this chapter)