Chapter 139: Just a Change of Direction

Wait... wait... A pained groan sounded; in the corner, a young beastman sat there with a deathly pale face: "My leg feels a bit off."

The beastmen heard this, and their faces suddenly turned grave.

Yuan Qi rose quickly and went to the beastman's side; the beastman who had just spoken was now drenched in sweat, veins bulging on his neck, looking especially fierce and frightening.

At this moment his injured leg was oddly twisted and dangling on the ground.

Yuan Qi's pupils constricted: "Your leg is broken!"

He did not reach out to touch it; it was clearly a displaced fracture.

"I was stepped on by a saber-toothed pig's hoof; at first it was only a slight pain, but for some reason it's now become increasingly painful, uh..."

His heavy breathing was especially clear in the cave.

Seeing this, Yuan Lang frowned; if it were merely a simple dislocation or bone misalignment, he could still help correct it, but with such a displaced fracture, he could do nothing.

"System, can this beastman's condition be treated?"

Wu Yue thought of her shamanic power, but she was only a lowly Rank One Yellow Tier shaman, utterly incapable of performing any shamanic rites.

Tongzi pondered for a moment before saying: "Actually, host, you can try this; I will project an X‑ray view of the beastman's broken bone position for you, and you just need to help him set it back in place. If you want to be safer, you can use a wooden stick to immobilize it."

The beastman warrior's self‑healing ability is extraordinary; as long as the broken ends are aligned, the rest can be left to him.

Wu Yue's hand trembled slightly; she unconsciously pressed her lips together: "But I'm afraid I'll cripple him."

The system rolled its eyes impatiently: "Host, given his self‑healing ability, in a few days that bone will likely fix itself in this position—what's the difference between that and a disability?"

Wu Yue: "..."

The dog system's words made perfect sense; I was left speechless.

"Your leg is broken, there's no shaman here, and we can't treat you."

Yuan Qi's face darkened; if we let the beastman's leg heal like this, his life would be ruined.

The atmosphere in the cave instantly dropped to freezing point.

Wu Yue sighed and stepped forward: "Why not let me try? At worst, I'll just shift the misalignment in another direction."

Beastman: "..."

"Little female, you say that and I get all nervous?"

"Good grief, it's just shifting the misalignment; it's not your leg that's broken, aren't you feeling any pity?"

Wu Yue wore a cold expression: "Try or not? I'm also doing this for the first time; if I mess up, I take no responsibility."

Beastmen: "..."

The gazes directed at the injured beastman always held some sympathy.

Before he could speak, Uncle Yuan Qi waved his hand: "Just let the little female give it a try; you're right—worst case, we just change the direction."

Young beastman: "@#￥￥%..."

Wu Yue nodded, squatted beside the beastman's leg, and said: "It will definitely hurt later; you need to endure it, and don't kick me."

The beastman, dripping with cold sweat, nodded: "Don't worry."

As Wu Yue was about to act, she suddenly looked at Yuan Lang: "Help me hold him down; if his leg moves, knock him out."

Beastman: "..."

"Little female, do you really need to be so on guard?"

"Knocking him out—are you serious?"

Yuan Lang nodded and squatted beside the beastman, his deep eyes fixed on the leg, ready to strike at the slightest disagreement.