That day, another severely injured male arrived at the Fuzu Tribe. No matter how the tribe's doctor treated the male's wounds, the bleeding just wouldn't stop.
Left with no other choice, they notified Ophelia. Klein, who happened to be by her side at the time, insisted on accompanying her after hearing the news. He had only heard that the Fuzu Tribe's wound medicine was incredibly effective, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.
When Ophelia arrived at the treatment room on the outskirts of the Fuzu Tribe, a burly male was standing at the door, constantly peering out. The moment he caught sight of Ophelia, he hurriedly rushed over to meet her.
"Ophelia, you're finally here!"
"Bear Clan Leader?" Ophelia was somewhat surprised to see the middle-aged male.
"The one injured this time is my son. His bleeding won't stop. Ophelia, you must find a way to save him!" The Bear Clan Leader's eyes were red-rimmed, and his hands were covered in blood.
