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Chapter 662, hope

A sarcasm appeared on Nakura's face: "Of course I have seen that many orcs in the tribe died of insect diseases."

Ji Nuan chuckled: "Since you have seen the orc who had an outbreak of insect disease, do you still think that this orc has an outbreak of insect disease? Are you a funny person from the Orangutan Beasts?"

As soon as Ji Nuan said this, the orcs around him carefully observed the orcs on the ground. Although they were a little embarrassed and dirty, their eyes, ears and other parts of their bodies were not drilled out of holes like the orcs who had previously had insect disease.

"Huh? No holes."

"Yes, it didn't come out of the nose, eyes, and ears."

"He is still alive, it doesn't seem very painful."

The orcs onlookers started to discuss it in a word.

Perhaps the buzzing discussion quarreled the orcs on the ground. He sat up slowly and looked up and saw so many orcs being jumped: "What...what happened?"

"Are you okay?"

The orc scratched his head: "It's okay, I just vomited dizzy, so I lie down for a while."

Orcs: "..."

I really want to kill this guy, what should I do?

Ji Nuan looked at the orc who was still sitting on the ground: "Your stomach has spitted out a lot of insects now. Today and tomorrow, you should have stomachache from time to time. Then when you squat in the grass, you will pull out some insects. It will be cured in a few days. In the future, eat less raw meat and put the beast blood in the stone pot and boil it before drinking, otherwise you will still get insect disease again."

After saying that, he glanced at Nakura and his deep old witch doctor, greeted Mu Qing and several major tribe leaders and left.

My sister is busy collecting herbs. You don’t even have a medical fee, so I will let me treat your orcs. Why are you so beautiful? Humph!

Looking at the departure of the orcs in the Watson tribe, the orcs around them left under the leadership of their clan leader. In the end, only the orcs in the Nacha tribe, Nakura, and the old witch doctor were left.

"Okay, nothing is wrong, it's all over." Nakura waved his hand with an ugly look.

But the tribesmen did not disperse immediately, but instead looked at Nakura and the old witch doctor with anticipation.

"Class leader, when will the medicine powder for treating insect disease be given to us?"

"Yes, patriarch, our insect disease is also very serious."

Listening to the inquiries of the tribesmen, Nakura's face became even worse. If he knew that the medicine powder for treating insect disease was really effective, how could he waste it for this irrelevant orc.

"Doctor Ji Nuan came here this time and only brought this portion of medicine powder, and there was no more."

This was a bolt from the blue for the orcs of the Nacha tribe who had just seen hope. They all drooped their faces and were extremely depressed.

The old witch doctor stood up at this time: "Don't worry, our tribe will be able to participate in the big trade fair next year. At that time, let Nakuradoduo exchange some medicine powder and give it to everyone. Next year, everyone must work harder to prepare the trading items and strive to exchange for more medicine powder."
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