Ye Ling couldn't stand up at all. She could only lie on the ground and use her extremely sore arms to support herself as she slowly crawled forward.
Finally, she reached the herbal field. With great effort, Ye Ling plucked the leaves of a well-grown herb, put them into her mouth, chewed a few times, and then spat them out. She pressed the juicy herbal powder onto her leg.
The moment she pressed it, Ye Ling was in so much pain that she broke out in a sweat, and her whole body trembled.
Time flowed slowly in the small world. Ye Ling checked her pulse and confirmed that her life was not in danger for the time being. Then, she lay down on the ground and slept for a while.
When she woke up again, Ye Ling checked her wound. It had stopped bleeding, and a scab would form in a few hours.
Feeling her strength returning, Ye Ling didn't attempt to stand. She continued to crawl to the stream.
