The rain smashed the tent crackling like a drum beat.

By the time the willow branches had swept away all the ticks in the tent, it was already night, and the whole savannah was shrouded in a deep night.

In the tent, Ye Xi lit a candle.

A bright yellow candle lit up the surroundings.

This candle was brought back from the Jiugong tribe, and now there are only two left, but this candle is made as thick as an arm, and it is very useful.

"Hey, Lord Xiwu, what is this?"

Everyone suddenly saw something new in Ye Xi's hands that they had never seen before, and they couldn't help but widen their eyes.

The heavy rain for days made the torches not light at all, and everyone was ready to spend the night in the dark, but Ye Xi actually took out such a magical thing in the cold now......

A faint scent of beeswax spread by the candlelight, and everyone's noses fluttered.

"It's so fragrant, do you smell it?"

"Smell it, smell it, and you don't find it, this thing doesn't smoke!"

The more people looked at it, the rarer it became, and they were all amazed.

The candlelight illuminated Ye Xi's face in a warm yellow, and his face looked like a layer of soft light, looking extremely warm. Facing everyone's inquiries, Ye Xi smiled lightly: "This thing is called a candle, it's not a big deal, when it settles down in the future, I can teach everyone how to make it." ”

The wind carried moisture through the crevices of the tent.

Ye Xi hurriedly used one hand to protect the candlelight.

When everyone was still around Ye Xi to ask about the candles, the careful Falcon Chief noticed that Ye Xi's eyebrows were tired, and he couldn't help but persuade: "Xiwu, you sit down and eat something, and hurry up and rest! It's been a busy day!"

"Yes, you just came back from outside today, and we ended up working on your busy ......," the tribal chief looked ashamed.

Others couldn't help but feel guilty.

Anyone with a heart can see that Ye Xi looked tired when he first came back, and he definitely didn't rest well along the way, but after returning to the team, he was busy again......

Everyone was overwhelmed.

Ye Xi shook his head: "No, it's not time to rest yet." ”

He was really tired, and he didn't sleep for two nights in order to get back as soon as possible, but he was busy hunting dinosaurs during the day and hunting dinosaurs, and his eyelids were about to droop.

However, his stomach was not hungry, and he had just taken the time to eat some raw meat when the worm willow was busy, and now the bloody gas kept coming up in his throat, making him a little nauseous, and he didn't want to eat at all.

Ye Xi took a deep breath and cheered up.

He looked at the crowd and said, "I know that there are a lot of people in our team who have been bitten by ticks and are in very bad health. ”

"Now the chiefs of the tribes are here, right? Go back to your tents at once, and bring here all the people of your tribe who are badly bitten by ticks, and we will heal them now. ”

After listening to Ye Xi's words, the chiefs were stunned.

It turned out that Xi Wu was holding on and refusing to rest in order to cure those who had been bitten by ticks......

Looking at Ye Xi's tired, bloodshot eyes, everyone somehow felt a strange emotion swell in their chests.

No one spoke for a moment.

In the end, it was the Horned Chief who was the first to break the silence, he bent his head at Ye Xi, formed a fist with his right palm, and knocked his chest hard with a bang, and then turned around directly and got out of the tent and walked into the night rain.

One by one, the chiefs also came back to their senses, like the horned chiefs, silently beating their chests and saluting Ye Xi, and then walked into the rain one by one.

The rain was dripping.

Ye Xi sighed, sat down on the floor with a candle, and waited silently for them to come back.

The tent he was in was covered with the big dinosaur skin, smooth and neat. And because they respected him, they also carefully wiped the water stains with a wrenched linen cloth, so the floor was very clean, and there was no need to worry about soiling the clothes.

After a while, people who were bitten by ticks and had severe symptoms were carried to this tent by everyone.

In total, there were more than two hundred people, mostly ordinary people from small tribes.

Ye Xi randomly found a middle-aged man who was in the most serious condition and had fallen into a coma, squatted beside him and ripped off the animal skin clothes on his body.

I couldn't help but gasp at this look.

I saw that his back was densely covered with ticks burrowing into the flesh, and the bite wound was surrounded by symptoms of congestion, edema, and inflammation. If a person with dense phobia sees it, he may faint directly.

In the surrounding crowd, Bamu looked nervous.

Because this comatose middle-aged man is his father, the father he originally thought was hopeless.

Ye Xi held the candle in his hand and suddenly tilted the body of the candle slightly.

Smack.

A drop of hot candle oil dripped onto one of the ticks.

The tick was scalded and struggled slightly in its flesh.

Gradually, the tick stopped moving, apparently dead, but it was not known whether it was scalded or suffocated by wax.

Ye Xi asked someone to bring a thin bone needle, and by candlelight, he picked out the tick corpse from the flesh.

The removal process went unusually well, as the tick was dead and there was no sign that the tick's head was left in the flesh.

Ye Xi repeated his old trick, and dropped a drop of hot candle oil onto another tick, and when he was about to put down the needle again, a timid female voice suddenly came from the side: "Lord Xiwu, why don't you leave it to me next, I promise to do it well!"

Ye Xi turned his head and saw that the pheasant was looking at him earnestly, his dark eyes were flashing, and there was a well-hidden distress in them.

The eyes are facing each other.

Ye Xi's heart was shocked, and his heart was touched, and he was stunned for a while before handing the candle and bone needle to the pheasant, and said softly: "Then trouble you." ”

The pheasant happily took the candle and the bone needle, and smiled from the bottom of his heart as if he had found some treasure.

Her hands were much more skillful than Ye Xi's, and she was faster and more accurate when picking up tick corpses, and she quickly cleaned up all the ticks on Bamu's father's body, even the ticks hidden behind her ears.

It's just that Bamu's father still hasn't woken up.

Because although the ticks in his body were cleaned, the forest encephalitis caused by ticks was still not cured, and he naturally could not wake up.

So Ye Xi asked the Ye tribe's doctor witch to help.

The Ye tribe witch naturally had nothing to do, and immediately started to treat it.

Soon, Father Bamu's death-like face began to regain its bloody color, and although he was still unconscious, his cheeks were red and powerful, and he was obviously back to health.

Ba Mu looked at his father who had picked up a life, and was so excited that he couldn't help himself, so he knelt down to Ye Xi with a puff and sobbed: "Thank you, Lord Xiwu, thank you, Lord Xiwu!"

Although it was the pheasant who picked out all the ticks, although it was the doctor of the Ye tribe who rescued them. But Bamu knew that if there was no Ye Xi, the pheasant would not have thought of a way to scald the ticks with wax oil and take out all the ticks, and the doctor of the Ye tribe would not put down his body to save such an ordinary person who had never known him.

Whose credit, Bamu knows very well in his heart.

Ye Xi helped Ba Mu up: "Take your father down and take good care of him." ”

Bamu didn't dare to say more, and with endless gratitude in his heart, he walked out of the tent with his father on his back.

One patient has come back, and the rest is easy to say.

Ye Xi selected a few skillful people and asked them to take turns scalding the ticks with candle oil, and then using bone needles to pick out the tick corpses. He called all the healers and witches of all the tribes, and assigned them the task of curing the sick.

At this time, there was no one in the tribes who did not respect Ye Xi, and no one would disobey Ye Xi's orders, even the noble Wu was the same, everyone accepted the task willingly, without the slightest reluctance.

In the dim candlelight, everyone divided labor in an orderly manner and gradually became busy, saving lives in danger one by one.

There is a calming sense of tranquility and warmth in the air.

As the night deepened, Ye Xi couldn't hold it anymore and lay down in the corner of the tent and fell asleep......

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