Chapter 162: Alcohol Can Disinfect and Relieve Itching

"Ying is right, alcohol can disinfect."

After saying this, she quickly looked at Dashan. "Go find the Herbal Medicine, and get several clansmen to brew the medicine together. I need Cangzhu, purple bark, snake bed seeds, broom cypress seeds, goldthread, and saposhnikovia."

Hearing these herbs, Dashan's expression turned rather ugly. Though he was not a Medical Woman, he had followed A Yue before and knew some medicinal materials.

"These ones?"

Nan Qinghuan frowned. "What's wrong? Do you not have these herbs here, or are they called by different names?"

She knew that ancient herb names might differ from modern ones, but that was fine—as long as the medicinal effects were the same, it would work.

Dashan stammered, not knowing what to say. Ying didn't know why Dashan was silent, and frowned slightly as he asked, "Dashan, I'm asking you a question."

Only then did Dashan hang his head. "The medicines she mentioned used to be available, but they're all gone now. Ying, do you remember? Last year when A Yue was in the Tribe, she took these to the Otherworld to trade for Beast Skins, so..."

"So you traded them all for Beast Skins?"

Nan Qinghuan was furious. How could that damn A Yue be so stupid, actually trading medicine for curing illnesses for some Beast Skins? These medicines could not be traded away.

What a short-sighted woman.

Ying gave a muffled grunt and nodded. He knew about this matter too. He raised his eyes to look at Nan Qinghuan. "At the time many people in the Tribe had no Beast Skins to wear, and Beast Skins were very hard to come by..."

Since there was no Herbal Medicine left, what could she say? "Forget it, I'll think of another way."

Ying thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Qinghuan, perhaps one person might have these herbs, only..."

Hearing this, her expression brightened with joy. "Who?"

Over here, Nan Qinghuan had diagnosed the illness, but the Tribe's Herbal Medicine was in critical shortage, which anxious her and Ying terribly.

Inside the deep Cave, a Bonfire blazed.

"Did you hear? The Herbal Medicine is gone. That female can't save them."

Shiva sat around the Bonfire warming herself. Though it was summer, the Cave was damp and breathed cold air. Her cheeks were like withered tree bark, yet her eyes carried a trace of smugness.

Now let's see what Nan Qinghuan could do? She was hoping Nan Qinghuan would fail to cure the clansmen, and then Ying would still have to ask her, Shiva, to step in. She could then go out freely and properly deal with that female who had been opposing her all along.

Shigong glanced at her. "We also have that Shamaness A Yue to thank—those herbs were all traded away. Even if she knows what the illness is, it's no use. Without Herbal Medicine, the clansmen can only wait to die."

"Very good. Isn't she the Goddess? Let's see where she can conjure up these herbs from now."

Whenever she thought of Nan Qinghuan, Shiva got very angry. Wolf Girl had been killed on her orders, and now she was going to deal with her. She knew Ying also wanted her dead, and the only reason he didn't kill her was because of her mother clan's power.

This much, she knew clearly.

Shigong stood beside Shiva, seeing her suffer here. "Why are you so useless? You can't even handle a mere female, and you still need me to come back and help you?"

"What are you saying, you old man? Don't you know? That Ying is helping that female, and now that female is held in high regard by the clansmen in the Tribe. The old woman's words carry less and less weight in the Tribe, which is exactly why I'm locked up in here. If you don't come save me, then who do you expect to save me?"

Shigong was very irritated, and only then muttered, "Don't be angry either. Without Herbal Medicine, Nan Qinghuan can't cure them. Just wait and vent your anger properly."

Thinking of the predicament Nan Qinghuan was about to face, Shiva suddenly laughed low.

"Hehe..."

Shiva's laughter was very eerie. Shigong saw that she was a bit happier, and only then said, "Just wait and see. Soon I'll send someone to check on the clansmen's condition. If that female hasn't made them better, then we can..."

"Shiva, Shigong..."

A short Wolf Clansman ran in from outside, and hurriedly bowed to the two of them. "Reporting to Shigong, Ying has come."

"Ying?"

Shiva gave a mocking laugh. "This Ying is very clever. He's come to beg for Herbal Medicine?"

Shigong gave a cold snort and stroked his beard. "Perfect timing. I'd like to ask him—he locked you up in here, so what face does he have to come begging for Herbal Medicine?"

"Old man, teach him a good lesson. Ying has been Clan Leader for so many years, and now he's getting more and more useless, led around by the nose by a female. The old woman thinks, this Ying Tribe is probably going to be destroyed."

Outside the Cave, Ying and Nan Qinghuan stood outside waiting for that old man. Nan Qinghuan never expected that Shigong would have the Herbal Medicine the clansmen needed, but she also knew that after how she had treated him earlier, he certainly wouldn't hand it over.

What to do? Actually, she hadn't wanted to come, but with lives at stake she couldn't worry about pride. As long as she could get the Herbal Medicine, getting scolded by that old man was fine. Right now she only wanted the clansmen to recover quickly and prepare for building houses.

The Rainy Season was approaching, and building houses could not wait.

Ying saw she was a bit nervous, and reached out to gently hold her hand. "Don't be nervous. Shigong may be stern, but when it comes to the clansmen's lives and deaths, he will help."

Nan Qinghuan pursed her lips. She wanted to say that wasn't necessarily so—the old man was clearly here to bully her. Tonight was going to be troublesome.

"He's here."

Sure enough, Shigong walked out toward them barefoot. "Ying, something the matter?"

His manner was unhurried.

"Shigong, I've come to find you about the clansmen falling ill."

"The clansmen's illness? Isn't this female very capable? She can't cure them?"

Nan Qinghuan shot him a glare and was about to speak when Ying hurriedly said, "Shigong, please, for the clansmen's sake, I need Herbal Medicine to help them. If you help them, you'll be their savior."

"Herbal Medicine—how did you know I had any?"

"I heard you traded for a lot of Herbal Medicine in the Otherworld last year."

"Those herbs are all gone. Go back. Nan Qinghuan, remember your words. Soon I'll send someone to check on the clansmen's condition. If they still haven't improved, you lose."

Dropping these words, the old man turned to enter the Cave, but Nan Qinghuan had no intention of letting him go.

"Old man, wait."

"What else is there?"

"Stop pretending. We know you brought a lot of Herbal Medicine this time. These clansmen are your clansmen too—why won't you save them?"

"Shigong, if Qinghuan has offended you in any way, I apologize on her behalf. Please bring out the Herbal Medicine to save them."

"Herbal Medicine. Ying, you are the Tribe's Clan Leader. Whatever you want, I can give you, but..."

He paused, his gaze shifting to Nan Qinghuan. "I want this female to leave the Tribe. She's the reason Shiva is still being punished. Do you know Shiva is unwell? You deliver her food only once every three days—are you trying to starve her to death?"

"That is the Tribe Rules. She made a mistake and must be punished."

It had to be said, this was the first time Nan Qinghuan had seen Ying show such respect toward a person—so much respect that it made her heart ache. She knew that if not for the clansmen, how could Ying possibly come seek out this old thing.

But she also knew that while Ying's strength was now very formidable, these families could not be underestimated either.

"Well said. Shiva deserves what he got today. I don't have the Herbal Medicine you want either. Go back."

"Wait."

Ying strode forward, looking somewhat angry. He had to admit, Shigong was still somewhat afraid of him. "What do you want to do?"

"What will it take for you to bring out the Herbal Medicine?"

Ying was domineering, but Shigong didn't back down either. He gave a smug smile, glanced at Nan Qinghuan behind him, then raised his eyes to look at Ying. "Drive this female out of the Tribe and I'll have someone deliver the Herbal Medicine. Ying, are you willing?"