The twelfth year of the establishment of the Mang tribe, the second month of summer.

Although it is an ice age, the weather is still hot in summer and seems to be hotter than usual.

This summer, a lot of things happened.

The first thing is that another group of red cranes in the Mang tribe were born and grew up healthily.

The number of red cranes in the Mang tribe is increasing, and the red cranes that are thriving on the Rhinoceros Horn Continent will become stronger and stronger in the future.

In addition to red cranes, other people, such as hunting dogs, oxen, livestock, poultry, etc., are continuing to increase in the number, which makes the life of the Mang tribe much better than that of other tribes, making other tribes very jealous.

In this era, food and shelter are always the most important.

The Mang tribe can be said to have both, and it is better than other tribes at countless levels.

Of course, no one dares to provoke the Mang tribe for the time being.

Since the Mang tribe repelled the coalition forces of the three major tribes, it has completely gained a foothold in the Southern Wilderness and became a overlord. Anyone who wants to move the Mang tribe has to consider whether he can bear the consequences.

The second major event was that the first batch of witch medical apprentices taught by Qingzhu finally had three more talented people who could become masters.

Although it cannot treat difficult and complicated diseases, it is still OK to treat common symptoms such as colds, fevers, and inflammation.

These witch medical apprentices have learned a lot of theoretical knowledge. They have also practiced them in the injured and sick people for a while, and then they learn while seeing a doctor.

The clinic of the Mang Tribe has been established for a long time, but it has always been useless. Now, there is finally a witch doctor in the hall and it can be opened!

At Chenbei's request, the witch doctor hung a plaque and held a simple opening ceremony.

On this day, all the witch doctor apprentices came, and they stood in a row in a row in their same colored linen.

In front of the witch doctor, hundreds of people from the Mang tribe gathered. If it weren’t for the work that could not be stopped and everyone wanted to come and join in the fun, that would be the real crowd.

Chenbei stood in front of the gate of the witch doctor hall and delivered a speech.

"Watching a doctor is a difficult task no matter which tribe you are in. Either some elderly people treat their families with their own experience, or they can only turn to witches."

"But after all, there is only one witch, but there are so many people in the tribe. Even if you spend the whole day treating a doctor and do nothing else, how many can you see?"

"It is even more unreliable to rely on your own experience to treat diseases. Some experience can only be used on yourself, and it will not work if you change to someone else."

"So many people get sick but have no place to see each other, and can only rely on themselves to survive, or become more and more sick, and finally turn to the witch for help."

Everyone below nodded. What Chen Bei said was indeed the situation after the tribe became sick. Most people were injured or sick, and they could only rely on resisting, or ask for some methods like older soldiers.

Many people's condition is not serious, but because they don't understand or use the wrong method, the condition becomes more and more serious and even lose their lives.

Qingzhu also had a lot of feelings about Chen Bei's words because she was a witch and there was only one. She was busy almost every day. There were too many places to need her when there was no rest, and she couldn't be busy at all.

The bigger the tribe, the more tired the witch will be. In other large tribes, the witch no longer helps ordinary people to see the doctors, but only shows them for important people because they really can't stand it.

Chen Bei continued: "The reason we set up a witch clinic is to solve these problems!"

"We train some witch doctor apprentices, let them learn real witch doctors, become witch doctors, and then teach them to more apprentices, so that more people can become witch doctors."

"Everyone of these witch doctors has been assessed and has the ability to cure diseases. With them, people living in our tribe can receive timely treatment!"

"Our tribe members are injured and sick, so they don't have to rely on themselves to take it on their own!"

"I hope that one day, every tribe of our Mang tribe, can easily find a witch doctor and no longer worry about getting sick!"

Chen Bei's words are sonorous and powerful, and true feelings are revealed, especially in the last paragraph, the voice is very grand and it is simply deafening.

"good!"

After the crowd, some people clapped their hands and applauded, and everyone was excited. Their emotions had been mobilized by Chen Bei. After being excited, they shouted and vented their inner excitement.

In this era, it is really difficult to see a doctor.

The scene Chen Bei described to them was like a beautiful dream. The most important thing was that this beautiful dream made everyone feel very real.

Because the witch doctor clinic is right in front, because those witch doctor apprentices who are about to become real witch doctors are right in front.

After the crowd was excited and gradually calmed down, Chen Bei looked at Qingzhu, nodded to her, and then stepped aside.

Qingzhu nodded and walked into the middle, turning to face the witch doctor apprentices, holding three bronze badges in her hand.

These badges are in the shape of herbs, with the totem patterns of the Mang tribe and the ancient word "witch doctor".

This is Chen Bei's idea, which is to determine the identity of the witch doctor through badges and make people have a stronger sense of identity with the witch doctor.

Qingzhu walked to the three most talented witch medical apprentices, with two male apprentices and one female apprentice.

Qingzhu said: "You have been learning with me for several years. I have taught you all the things you should teach you, and you have also treated your tribe members with your own hands."

"It's time for you to treat your tribe members."

Qingzhu put three bronze witch doctor badges on the clothes on the chests of the three people, and felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment and relief in her heart.

"I announce that from today on you will be real witch doctors!"

"witch……"

The three of them were so excited that they knelt down directly, unable to say a complete sentence.

Qingzhu smiled and helped them up one by one, saying, "From now on you, I hope you will always remember that the lives of every tribe are precious. You must do your best to treat them, and you cannot give up easily. Do you understand?"

"Understood……"

The three of them choked up their voices, which not only felt the pride of becoming a witch doctor, but also felt the loss of not being able to continue to learn from Qingzhu in the future.

Other witch doctor apprentices looked at them enviously, fantasizing that one day they could wear the shining witch doctor badge and become a real witch doctor.

After doing all this, Qingzhu stepped aside.

Chen Bei walked to the middle again, faced the front, and shouted: "I announce that the witch doctor hall will be officially opened!"

The gate of the witch doctor's clinic was pushed open, and the three new witch doctors walked into the lobby and sat on the clinic table with a sense of sacredness.

Because it was the first day, Qingzhu would also be in the house next to her to prevent accidents.

Those witch doctor apprentices stood by, responsible for taking medicine and other matters.

The first patient entered the lobby with excitement and trepidation and was treated by a new witch doctor.

Then there is the second, the third...

When the first patient finished his treatment and happily walked out of the witch clinic with a pack of medicine.
Chapter completed!