Seeing Wang Qi's eager appearance, Song Jian gave a small smile, nodding and saying, "Indeed, we fought monsters all day and only got this piece of equipment. It wasn't easy."
"Oh, I wish I could go out and fight monsters like you, Jian!" Wang Qi looked a bit desolate as he glanced at his own legs.
After Wang Qi's departure from the fight, his vitality slowly recovered, but his fractured condition couldn't be quickly removed without some form of treatment or a potion to cure the fracture;
"How about I try to splint it for you?" Song Jian looked at Wang Qi's legs and suddenly suggested.
This idea came to him while cooking. Generally, these simple skills, he could pick up as long as he performed them completely once.
If it wasn't for the fact that he truly didn't understand sewing or potion-making skills, Song Jian would want to give all of these types of skills a try as well.
