Chapter 981 - Arm Injury (2) (1/2)

As a doctor, Harvey naturally knew a lot about a beastman’s physique. He could tell from one glance that Muir’s level was definitely above a four-striped beastman.

This was another one of Qingqing’s suitors.

Harvey guessed, then quickly welcomed her into his place. “Come in quickly. It’s hot outside. Are you sick?”

Bai Qingqing entered the house while shaking her head. “I’m not sick. Oh right, An’an’s poison is almost all clear as well. It’s a lot better now.”

Harvey smiled, feeling consoled. “That’s good, then.”

Since Bai Qingqing wasn’t sick, then why did they come? Could it be this strong beastman who had newly joined the village?

Harvey didn’t really believe it, but he still took an extra glance at the male. Only then did he notice that his arm positioning wasn’t normal.

Bai Qingqing met Harvey’s gaze, then nodded and said, “I’m here to ask you to help take a look at him. His arm was injured and wasn’t given timely treatment. Can it still be treated?”

Harvey walked up, reaching his hand out and wanting to touch it. However, he paused in midair as he felt an intense wariness.

Although his abilities were mediocre, his sensitivity toward danger was exceptional. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to move about freely in the forest given his fragile body.

He did not doubt that if he were to get close like this, he’d be killed by this strong beastman out of reflex.

Muir’s body didn’t move at all, but his muscles garnered strength at the instant the doctor got close. He almost slapped him down.

Thankfully, he stopped at the point of eruption. This was someone Qingqing asked for help to check his injury. He mustn’t be killed.

“This is a fracture. By right, when you guys are hurt, you’ll try to move your bones back a little. How did it become so seriously distorted?” As Harvey asked, he naturally drew his hand back.

Bai Qingqing didn’t notice the hidden interaction between the two. She vaguely knew that Muir had given up on himself because of her, and she felt a hint of guilt.

“Can it still be treated?” Bai Qingqing frowned.