Luo Ke pointed at the stone pot on the fire and said, "I see you're boiling water with fire seeds, Ying Da once told me that your tribe prepares food using boiled water."
Ji Nuan smiled, "This water is not for food preparation, but for cleaning the wounds of the injured orcs."
As soon as Ji Nuan finished speaking, he felt shocked gazes gathering from all around him. Luo Ke widened his eyes at the boiling water on the fire, then turned back to Ji Nuan, "Are you sure that cleaning wounds with this water won't make them worse?"
This water was emitting heat, it looked very hot. Surely it wouldn't scald off a layer of the orcs' skin?
Ji Nuan waved his hand, "We boil this water because the water directly taken from the stream has some impurities and tiny insects that we can't even see. Only boiling the water with fire seeds can kill them, otherwise, these tiny insects would cause mischief in the orcs' wounds and prevent them from healing."
"Tiny insects?"
