"Di... Divine Child."
Liang called out anxiously from the side, worried that the Poison Liang Grass might have also poisoned the shaman.
Thinking of the excruciating pain twisting in his stomach like a knife, Liang's face turned pale.
What distressed him the most wasn't the unbearable pain but the dung shovel Tie Tou had used. Now, he couldn't help but retch whenever Liang went to the toilet.
Han Cheng used two sticks to clamp the Poison Liang Grass, like picking vegetables and began to walk back.
He planned to take this grass back to let everyone in the tribe see it, so they wouldn't easily provoke such highly toxic plants in the future.
Those who cooked and prepared food needed to be extra careful. If they weren't careful and ended up with some of this stuff in their cooking pots, this grass might not be called Poison Liang Grass anymore; it might be renamed Extermination Grass, wiping out the entire Green Sparrow Tribe.
After confirming that everyone in the tribe remembered the appearance of this grass, Han Cheng had someone dig a hole to bury this highly toxic plant to prevent anyone else from being affected.
Liang's life had been saved, and the entire Green Sparrow Tribe breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Cheng's ease didn't last long because he saw Second Senior Brother.
Compared to before, Second Senior Brother seemed even thinner, and his belly seemed to have grown larger.
He looked more dizzy and miserable.
When people are healthy, everything is fine. Once the body is ill, the real trouble begins.
Looking at Second Senior Brother now, it was hard to associate him with the person who used to throw stones a hundred meters away.
It was distressing to see him looking so emaciated.
Was Second Senior Brother going to die ?
Han Cheng grabbed his hair in agony.
After doing this for a while, he stood up, went to where the Poison Liang Grass had been buried not long ago, and squatted down.
After hesitating, he found a stick and dug up the soil that had just been buried.
He picked out the Poison Liang Grass that had been mutilated.
Not far away, Liang saw Han Cheng's actions, came over, and after seeing the situation, asked Han Cheng about it with some confusion.
Han Cheng didn't answer Liang's question. He threw the Poison Liang Grass back into the pit and buried it with soil again.
Liang scratched his head beside him, puzzled by the shaman's mysterious actions.
"Let's go, come with me."
"What are we doing...?"
"Get some Poison Liang Grass back."
There were seven or eight pieces of sliced meat in a glazed pottery bowl.
These meats were steamed to a mushy consistency in the steamer, and you didn't even need to chew when you put them in your mouth; they crumbled with a push of the tongue.
Some chopped green onions were also sprinkled on top, with salt added. Without deliberately smelling it, the rich aroma drilled straight into the nostrils, looking extremely enticing.
Liang, who usually loved to eat square-shaped meat the most, couldn't muster the slightest appetite when faced with this tempting bowl of square-shaped meat now.
Not only that, he even had the urge to keep his distance.
Just a moment ago, he saw the Divine Child put some liquid into this bowl of fragrant square-shaped meat and carefully stirred it with chopsticks.
The impression of this liquid was deep in his mind; it was the juice of the Poison Liang Grass that had nearly taken his life not long ago!
After eating this enticing bowl of square-shaped meat, his mouth felt comfortable, but whether he could survive afterward was another story.
Even he, the contemporary doctor, couldn't muster the courage to eat such meat.
Han Cheng carried the bowl to find the Second Senior Brother, accompanied by the Shaman, the Eldest Senior Brother, Shang, the Third Senior Brother, Liang, and others who knew the situation.
Among them, Liang, who was most afraid of square-shaped meat, was the most nervous and excited because the Divine Child had said before that this poisoned square-shaped meat wasn't meant to kill but to save.
This made Liang very curious and expectant, wanting to see how the Divine Child would use the juice that could poison people to save them.
The mood of Shaman and the others who knew the situation was similar to Liang's. On the one hand, they were worried that the Second Senior Brother might be poisoned to death. On the other hand, they were hopeful that the Divine Child would work miracles and cure the Second Senior Brother's illness, preventing him from waiting for death.
Han Cheng appeared calm, but he didn't have much confidence. This kind of action was a desperate move in the face of illness.
His idea was simple: Parasites could have caused Second Senior Brother's illness, and the toxicity of the Poison Liang Grass was very strong. He wanted to try this method to see if he could kill the parasites in Second Senior Brother's stomach.
This was a risky move. First, it was uncertain whether there were parasites in his stomach, and second, even if there were, it was unknown if the Poison Liang Grass would work.
Thirdly, there was a concern that the Poison Liang Grass might directly poison Second Senior Brother.
Although he had carefully asked Liang about the amount, he had tasted that day and only mixed in one-third of the amount into the square-shaped meat, the possibility of Second Senior Brother being poisoned to death directly still existed.
Carrying the meat to Second Senior Brother, Han Cheng hesitated again.
Shaman stepped forward, took the bowl of square-shaped meat from Han Cheng's hand, gently picked up a piece with chopsticks, and brought it to Second Senior Brother's mouth.
The second Senior Brother was already a bit dizzy, and not very clear-headed.
"Eat it, and you'll be better," Shaman said.
Under Han Cheng's watchful gaze with clenched fists, the Second Senior Brother ate the entire bowl of square-shaped meat.
After finishing, he drank half a bowl of boiled water to relieve the greasiness.
Han Cheng, Shaman, Eldest Senior Brother, Liang, and others did nothing else but keep an eye on Second Senior Brother's condition.
After eating, Second Senior Brother appeared much more alert, looking as if he hadn't been sick before. He even spoke to Eldest Senior Brother and the others.
The shaman and the others were excited to see this.
Han Cheng's heart clenched secretly, hoping it wasn't just a temporary improvement.
After being clear-headed for a while, Second Senior Brother became dazed again.
In the wait of everyone, there was still no response.
In the afternoon, there was finally some movement. The second Senior Brother held his round belly, complaining of stomach pain.
If people didn't know the situation, they might think the second senior brother was about to give birth with all the commotion.
Tie Tou was already holding the dung scoop, ready to act at a moment's notice, waiting for the Divine Child's command to quickly demonstrate his astonishing skills.
Han Cheng carefully observed Second Senior Brother's condition, examining his complexion and body's reactions.
Seeing that he didn't react as strongly as Liang did when poisoned before and appeared to have more energy, Han Cheng clenched his fists with sweat in his palms, forcing himself not to mention gastric lavage.
It wasn't until near dusk that Second Senior Brother finally calmed down.
Estimating the time, Han Cheng figured it had been about two and a half hours.
But his calm didn't last long. Soon, there was a new commotion.