Ji Nuan frowned, looking towards the elder Clan Leader: "It seems that the medicine powder has irritated the worms."
The elder Clan Leader nodded, squatting down to rip open the clothing on the upper body of the middle-aged Tree-Man, a horrifying scene instantly seared into Ji Nuan's eyes: "What is this?"
Under the skin of the Orc, black things resembling veins were writhing, and occasionally, sharp heads could be seen rising. Ji Nuan quickly turned around to take out a porcelain jar and a blade from her backpack.
"I need to extract some worms from his body to conduct an experiment." She looked at the elder Clan Leader squatting beside them.
Having heard about her treatment of the Winged Orc's wings, the elder Clan Leader nodded in acceptance: "I'll hold him down, you do what you need to."
The middle-aged Tree-Man also heard Ji Nuan's words, his teeth gritted as he struggled to breathe through the pain: "Shaman, go ahead and take it, I can endure."
