Chapter 630 Qiao Bao'er pretends to be sick

ster Jun. We will do our best to handle all the details of the wedding. During this time, you just need to take good care of yourself and the baby...”Qiao Bao'er listened to her words and slightly ret...Sangba fed her a bunch of random herbs, and who knows which one took effect. Qiao Baoer's paralyzed limbs started to regain sensation gradually, and she could speak normally again.

"...Blind cat meeting a dead mouse." Qiao Bao'er said to herself helplessly.

A few days ago, she was utterly despairing, thinking she was done for, with a sense of detachment from the world and indifference to life and death.

Now that she's come to her senses, of course she values her life.

It's crucial to figure out exactly what she ate that caused the poisoning. Her entire body suddenly lost sensation, leaving her paralyzed like a vegetable. She couldn't move at all. Jo Baoer needs to think this through carefully; she definitely doesn't want to go through that again.

"...it probably wasn't a bird that fell from the sky."

Yesterday Samba also fed her a few bites, and Samba herself bit into some of the charred parts.

After much deliberation, there are only two types of plants that seem most likely to have caused her poisoning.

One kind is a succulent plant, about half a meter tall, that does not bloom. It has lush, emerald-green leaves that are thick and juicy, similar to cacti, with many soft spines.

This area has many different varieties of succulents. Some are edible, but most Qiao Baoer doesn't know if they are poisonous. She picked some to eat last time, thinking about it now seems too reckless.

Another type looks very similar to cherry tomatoes. It has a deep red, glossy skin, and the fruit hangs in clusters on dwarf trees, looking quite delicate. However, it is very sour and astringent, making it difficult to eat.

She picked one up, tasted it, and swallowed only half. The rest she threw away.

Thinking that after she fully recovers, I must collect both kinds of vegetation and study them carefully to see which one is poisonous, so as to avoid accidentally eating it again next time.

And poisonous plants can actually be valuable, such as for dealing with enemies.

Samba was still carrying her horizontally as they journeyed.

"...I don't want to eat herbs anymore."

Samba grabbed another handful of some unknown vine, trying to stuff it down Jo Bao'er's throat. Jo Bao'er could now speak and immediately closed her mouth in refusal.

Although her body hasn't fully recovered, this morning she secretly moved her limbs and felt that her toes could bend. It looks like in a few days, she should be able to walk on her own.

Samba looked at her with a serious expression.

Sambo was happy that she could make a sound again, and she seemed to be getting her strength back. But the little one started being picky about her food again and wouldn't eat the herbs.

For her sake, Samba shoved the herbs in her hand directly into her mouth and force-fed her. Unexpectedly, the cub bit him.

Although she wasn't hurting me by biting, her blazing eyes clearly showed that she was angry.

Samba had a full beard and a fierce face, but his eyes showed a hint of helplessness. In the end, he didn't force-feed him any more medicine.

This herb is both bitter and spicy; Qiao Ba'er spat out everything in her throat.

It's one thing that Samba wanted to do good for her, but she didn't want to eat any more of those strange herbs.

Qiao Baoer's body was getting better every day, but every time she would sneakily stretch her limbs while Samba wasn't looking.

< Qiao Bao'er continued to feign illness, cunningly. >

She is scheming to deceive Samba.

Sambo was oblivious to all this and still diligently gave her water and meat every day, being extremely careful and doing it all himself.

Fearing she wasn't eating enough, Samba would place Jo Baoer on a rock while traveling during the day. He would then run off for a while to catch small animals like rabbits and make them into grilled meat, mostly for Jo Baoer to eat.

Jo Baoer chewed on the meat strips, feeling a twinge of guilt.

But she had to do it.

Because she could guess that Samba probably thought she was sick and wanted to take her to the barbarian market to find someone to cure her.

They are now heading towards the barbarian market.

"If he knew I was sick, he definitely wouldn't have gone to the market."

Qiao Bao'er deceitfully deceived Samba. In this way, under Samba's careful protection, they traveled for three days and finally arrived at the goblin market.

Jo Baoer was very excited.

She really came to the barbarian market.

If she walked herself, it would definitely take twice as long. Samba is big and has long strides.

However, Qiao Baoer didn't quite understand why Samba acted so sneaky and evasive after arriving at the market.

Samba seemed as if he had encountered someone he feared.

"Rene and the female chieftain" Qiao Bao'er's mind immediately flashed back to those two savages.

She remembered clearly how Reyna and the distinguished female chieftain had banished Samba last time, as if ordering him to stay away from the market.

"Damn it, those two hooligans have no right to bully Samba just because they have money and power!" Qiao Bao'er felt indignant for Samba.

The more this was the case, the more uneasy Qiao Bao'er felt. If she hadn't fallen ill, Samba probably wouldn't have set foot in the market again.

Samba came to save her.

The market is still very lively, with many wild people trading everyday necessities here. Lighters are still in high demand.

Samba carried her, weaving through the crowded market and into a quiet little path. Around them were several houses built from wood and thatch, looking much like the simple huts of African tribesmen. They were rudimentary, but they offered shelter from the sun and rain.

Soon, Samba found a 'doctor' for her.

Qiao Bao'er looked at the elderly wild man in front of her with a blank expression.

It is unknown how old this weathered wild man is. His facial hair has thinned, and his dark skin is etched with wrinkles that speak of age. He wears various strange shells and feathers around his neck, head, and waist, and tightly grips a wooden staff in his right hand.

This savage looks more like a native shaman.

Samba carefully placed her on a wooden board in the middle of the hut. The old shaman seemed to think that Qiao Baor was protected by some evil spirit. The shaman mumbled incantations at her and even whacked her head several times with a stick.

Ouch—

qiao Bao'er was in so much pain that she couldn't bear it any longer. She got up on her own and ran away.

"Why are you hitting me!" She almost forgot she was faking being sick.

And Samba, seeing that she could finally walk again, expressed her gratitude to the old witch with great excitement, presenting her with a gold coin with both hands.

Qiao Bao'er stood aside watching, she endured it, wanting very much to grab back the gold piece.

That was Samba's hard-earned gold, and she had just given it away to this savage shaman! But she couldn't explain herself, nor could she speak their language.

Jo Bao'er pounded her foot and chest.

After being led out of the old witch's hut by Samba, Samba's objective was clear: to take her back to the slope.

Sampa's logic is simple: she thinks she's better now, so they should go home. finally climbed onto Yi Si Chen, just waiting to see when Qiao Bao'er would also be abandoned. As a result, Yi Si Chen has recently suddenly turned cold towards her. She feels that her life is shroud...