Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

Unexpectedly, just as it was feeling smug, it suddenly slipped and slid down the carapace on the dragon's back all the way to its neck, landing right next to the dragon's face.

It didn't have many wounds on its head, but they were very close to its frightening mouth, so the little lynxes didn't dare to come near.

Seeing that a brave soul dared to stand face to face with it, the little lynxes held their breath, and the fire dragon slightly opened its eyes.

Despite its dull and lifeless eyes, the majestic aura of a "king of the sky" remained undiminished. The cat, staring at it with wide eyes, trembled and almost fell off.

Its innate and keen "cat senses" detected the gazes of countless lynxes behind it; it would rather die than lose face!

In a moment of impulsiveness, he opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of saliva mixed with medicine paste onto his paw.

"What are you looking at! Don't you know you have a wound on your eyelid? Close your eyes right now, or I'll stop you from applying medicine!"

It manually closed the dragon's eyes, applied the medicine paste to its scratched eyelids, and then casually climbed onto its head, sliding down the dragon's body smoothly like a slide.

Seeing Flower Cat's smooth and fluid movements, the Lynxes burst into cheers. The beautiful young cat sisters, in the prime of their lives, stared intently at Flower Cat.

Several male lynxes, growing impatient, bravely climbed onto the dragon's head to apply medicine, but ultimately failed to win back the beautiful cats' hearts...

The wounds on the Rathalos have been mostly treated, but the most serious injuries left the Lynx helpless.

The broken wing bones, the tattered wing membranes, and the exposed muscle layer of the hind limbs were not problems they could solve.

Their gazes were focused on Chen Yan, who was panting and dragging back several herbivorous dragon carcasses.

"Simple, but we need to fill its belly first..."

He looked at the fresh carcasses of the herbivorous dragons that had died after accidentally drinking poisonous stream water, and patted their bulging bellies.

The solution lies within it.

Chapter 56 The Surgery is Complete

When it comes to food preparation, the lynx's skills are unparalleled.

Following Chen Yan's instructions, they categorized the several herbivorous dragons into different types.

Dragon intestines, dragon tripe, dragon heart, dragon liver, dragon lungs, dragon belly, dragon tendons... all neatly arranged.

The dragon offal also shimmered with a purple light, clearly indicating that it had accumulated a large amount of toxins.

These toxins are deadly to hunters and lynxes, but to Rathalos, which also has venom glands in its body, they taste like a slightly chewy spicy snack.

Chen Yan thought that the male fire dragon, who was used to eating delicacies, would look down on the dragon offal, but he didn't expect it to eat it with such relish.

It seems that the rule that when you're starving, anything tastes good also applies to the fire dragon.

It ate a whole one and a half pieces of dragon offal before stopping, not because it didn't want to eat anymore, but because Chen Yan was afraid that if it kept eating, it would consume all the surgical materials.

After carefully washing his hands with precious clean water, Chen Yan stood in front of the fire dragon and looked directly into its eyes.

"It's going to hurt a lot, really badly. If you don't want to turn into a walking dragon, you have to bear it!"

Now that the fire dragon has eaten and drunk its fill, the surgery can begin.

The first step, naturally, is to treat the broken wing bone.

According to the old lynx chieftain's experience, if an unlucky lynx slips and falls from a tree, breaking its leg, all you need to do is align the broken bones, piece them together, and then bind them with strong vines.

If you're lucky enough, the bone can set on its own.

As for those who were unlucky... he didn't ask the old lynx chieftain, nor did he say.

Chen Yan took a deep breath and gripped the two broken bones, one above the other, tightly wrapped in the skin of the fire dragon's right wing with both hands.

The little cat that had once guided him was perched on his left shoulder, clutching a soft towel woven from cat fur in its paws, carefully wiping his sweat.

The lynx with the most experience in setting bones in the lynx pack was perched on his head, racking its brains to guide Chen Yan in setting the Rathalos's bones.

Meanwhile, the cat with the best eyesight was perched on his right shoulder, its pupils almost slits as it tried to see through the Rathalos's hide and observe the position of its bones.

As Chen Yan gradually connected the bones and flesh, the excruciating pain of tearing flesh caused the male fire dragon to convulse violently once again. The reason it didn't cry out was because it was tightly biting a piece of wood in its mouth.

It couldn't make a sound because the lynx on guard had spotted the Thousand-Blade Dragon in the sky more than once.

After more than ten minutes, the first wing bone, with a fairly neat fracture, was successfully reattached, and Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Done! Send me a bundle of dragon intestines via express delivery!"

Following the instructions of the bone-setting lynx, Chen Yan used a bone needle almost as thick as his forearm to thread through the wing membrane next to the dragon's large intestine, binding the broken bone tightly and fixing it securely.

The second one went smoothly as well.

He didn't forget even the third one, which was broken in half, and tied it together tightly as well.

Without any anesthetic, the Rathalos, relying entirely on its willpower, nearly chewed the wood in its mouth to pieces. Blood oozed from the corners of its mouth, forming a pool of blood in front of it.

Looking at the trembling but silent male fire dragon, Chen Yan felt empathy for it. He had tried his best to be gentle and fast.

He wanted to find some paralyzing mushrooms, sleeping grass, paralyzing gas frogs, or other things that could paralyze and knock it unconscious, but the crowned dragon didn't seem to eat these things. He sniffed around but couldn't smell anything, and after searching the vicinity, he had no choice but to give up.

"Next, we're going to stitch up your torn wing membrane. It will hurt even more than setting bones, so you...you have to bear it."

Looking into the Rathalos's bloodshot eyes, Chen Yan still felt a little reluctant.

"If you really can't stand it, just push me away. Actually, ground dragons are quite powerful. As long as you can keep charging, you're invincible..."

The fire dragon remained silent, simply changing to a different piece of wood and continuing to bite.

"Okay, I'm going to start."

Just as Chen Yan was about to reach out and pull at its folded and curled wing membranes, he paused, suddenly looked up at the treetop, and spoke to it without any apparent reason.

"Please help it, let it sleep for a while..."

The cat perched on his shoulder also looked up, but saw nothing but withered, yellowed leaves.

It thought Chen Yan was having another episode and was about to scratch him a few times to bring him back to his senses when it saw a clump of translucent slime appear out of thin air and land precisely on the fire faucet.

The fire dragon, who was convulsing in pain just a second ago, fell asleep the next.

"Thank goodness you were here!"

Chen Yan breathed a huge sigh of relief.

The lynxes didn't know who this "you" was, and only thought that Chen Yan had used some method to make the fire dragon faint.

But Flower Cat knew, especially when it thought that He seemed to want to use it for hot pot, even though it knew He was probably just teasing it, but that didn't stop Flower Cat from trembling even more than Fire Dragon.

It pulled a purple scale from the folds of its fat and stuck it on its forehead.

"You're Chen Yan's boss, and Chen Yan is my boss, so you're the boss among my bosses. According to the rules, a boss can't eat the food of his underlings who haven't done anything wrong..."

Flower Cat's Ramblings

"Alright, the first step in sewing the dragon's wing membrane is to align the unique dark wavy stripes on its wings!"

After the fire dragon fell into a deep sleep, the suturing surgery went smoothly, but the shape of the stitches wasn't very good. This was partly because Chen Yan's skills were not good, and partly because a part of its wing membrane had disappeared.

In order to sew them together, Chen Yan had to perform a small skin-lifting process.

The perfectly normal dark wavy stripes have turned into various irregular shapes such as question marks, periods, and parentheses.

"It's a bit ugly, but it shouldn't affect its flight."

The last thing to deal with is its strong hind legs.

This isn't difficult to handle. There's still quite a bit of dragon offal left. First, wrap it with thin dragon tripe, then wrap it with thin dragon small intestine, then wrap it with flexible dragon tendon, and apply herbal paste to the edges and corners... The surgery is complete!

After the surgery on the fire dragon was completed, only a small edge of the sun remained.

Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He had treated the fire dragon's wounds, set the bones in its wings, sewed up its wing membranes, and wrapped its hind legs tightly.

He has done all he can; whether the fire dragon can survive is up to it.

Chen Yan touched its cheek.

"Good luck, male Rathalos! Don't forget the female Rathalos waiting for you at home. If you don't make it, your carefully chosen wife might belong to someone else..."

Chen Yan only realized when he saw the bloodstains that suddenly appeared on its face that his ten fingers were covered in a thick purple color.

He then remembered that the venom glands inside the male fire dragon were connected to the claws of its hind feet. He had been so focused on performing surgery on it that he hadn't noticed when the dragon's gut gloves had torn.

"Ouch, that actually hurts a bit..."

Chen Yan, who had been poisoned for an unknown period of time, suddenly felt dizzy. He didn't try to hold on, but simply shook off the cats and the others and fell backward with peace of mind.

The old lynx chieftain reached out his paw to catch it, but was pulled away by the flower cat.

"Alright, they have people... Long Teng, they don't need you! It's getting late, I'll sleep here tonight... By the way, are you guys dancing tonight?"

Chen Yan did not fall to the ground. His half-fallen body slowly floated into the air and then disappeared little by little into the starry sky.

"Having you here is truly wonderful..."

Chapter 57 A Bad Luck?

Chen Yan slid down from the treetop and circled the fire dragon several times, observing it carefully for a while.

"Hmm, it looks like the recovery is going quite well..."

It also owes its existence to Xialong.

If Xialong hadn't been there last night, even if it had survived, it wouldn't have recovered so quickly. It must have absorbed a lot of the energy that was dissipating while Xialong was absorbing the energy from the earth's veins.

The male Rathalos, who was lying on the rope net tearing at the carcass of a herbivorous dragon, glanced at him, its eyes much brighter and more lively than yesterday.

It swallows a large section of intestine whole, like slurping noodles. Despite its narrow head and thick teeth, it can precisely squeeze out the black pearls inside with its flexible tongue.

"Hey, hey, don't throw up! This is all dietary fiber. Eating it is good for promoting bowel movements and helping to prevent constipation..."

However, Chen Yan looked at the large, still steaming lump of poop behind it, which it had just defecated, and it seemed that it really didn't need to replenish this.

After eating his fill, Chen Yan pulled the vines over to the creature and carefully examined the wing bones and membranes on its back. He confirmed that using the gut sutures was the right choice, as the creature had absorbed almost everything.

"There are no gaps, it should be able to fly now."

Chen Yan jumped down, gesturing for it to try flying.

The fire dragon slightly spread its wings and tried to flap around on the rope net a few times. As the withered branches and leaves were blown about wildly by the wind, it used the momentum to spring up and actually managed to fly up, albeit unsteadily.

But it didn't fly away; instead, it circled a few trees a few times and then flew back.

It crouched on the ground, its wings folded behind it, its tail wrapped around its front and rested on its paws, and it lowered its head to look at Chen Yan.