Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

"Priest...Clan Chief...Stone...Mountain Beast..."

The distance was too far, and the voice sounded a little fragmented, but Yang Yan calculated the time and guessed that something was probably wrong with his father, the patriarch, just like in the book. He picked up the backpack Cheng Leyu gave him and hurried out of the cave.

At the foot of the mountain, dozens of tribesmen were already gathered around the big tree where the priest lived. They craned their necks to look inside, their faces full of worry and panic.

The tiger tribe chooses the patriarch based on moral character and reputation first, followed by force. Therefore, after the unexpected death of his father Shi in his previous life, it was his elder brother Yong who took over the position of patriarch, not Zhe, who was more powerful.

Shi is only thirty-four years old this year, but he has been the clan leader for more than ten years. He is brave, courageous, and fair. During this period, he has led the clan to avoid disasters and repelled invading enemies. He is very loved by the clan members.

Today he was injured because he was protecting his clan members. Everyone did not want anything to happen to this wise clan leader. Unfortunately, to their disappointment, the priest said sadly after checking: "The stone will return to the arms of the beast god."

This sentence was equivalent to announcing that Shi was hopeless. After hearing this, the tribesmen all knelt down, grieving that they were about to lose a great leader. Sobs could be heard from the crowd.

Yang Yan arrived at this time. When the priest saw him, he waved to him to come closer. The kneeling tribesmen also consciously moved away, leaving a way for him.

"My child," the priest patted his thin shoulder and said sadly, "Go and say goodbye to your beast father!"

Without saying any more words, Yang Yan walked to the platform where his father's stone was placed. He lay weakly on it, with a two-finger-thick fang inserted into his right chest, and the bright red blood kept flowing. It seeped out from the wound, soaking a large area of ​​the animal skin underneath him.

There were several tall orcs kneeling in front of the stone platform. Their bodies were also covered with scars. They were obviously members of the team that went hunting together today. One of them lowered his head in shame after seeing him. He was the orc who Shi sacrificed his life to save. .

"Yan, talk to the beast father." Yong gave up the seat next to the beast father. His eyes were red, but there were no tears on his face. This orc who had just grown up had learned to suppress his sadness.

Yang Yan immediately stepped forward and issued an expulsion order to several other orcs unceremoniously. They were stunned for a moment and then obeyed and let go. They were not angry because of this, thinking that he could not bear the impending death of his beast father. blow.

However, his next behavior puzzled them. Yang Yan did not take the time to say goodbye to the beast father, but stretched out her hand to touch the wound on his chest.

Shi's consciousness was already a little blurry, but the severe pain caused by the pressure on the wound made him wake up instantly, and he couldn't help but let out a suppressed roar in his throat.

"Yan!" Yong exclaimed. He couldn't bear the pain the beast father had to suffer before he died, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and lift him away.

However, he was stopped by the priest's skinny arms. He knew that this apprentice was not a messy character, and he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart. Yan was someone who had talked to the beast god. Maybe he could save Shi.

Yong reacted after being stopped, comforted the other astonished beastmen, silently watched his brother's movements, and secretly prayed in his heart that he could really save the life of the beast father.

Yang Yan seemed not to be aware of what happened just now, and was doing his own thing without any distractions.

He first checked Shi's injuries. Fortunately, the beast's teeth did not damage his internal organs, and blocked the wound without causing heavy bleeding. The orc's strong physique allowed him to persist for so long.

However, during the transportation process, the wound was inevitably touched, so that he has now lost a lot of blood, reaching an extremely dangerous point. If the bleeding continues, his life will be in danger.

Fortunately, although Yang Yan was not very good at medical skills, he still had some experience in dealing with trauma. He had made preparations in advance, and after understanding the extent of his injury, he stuffed a drug with anesthetic effects into the beast father's mouth.

After he gradually fell asleep, he moved his fingers slightly to tap the acupuncture points near the wound, then grabbed the animal's tooth without hesitation, and pulled it out easily with a little force.

The priest and others subconsciously whispered and closed their eyes, but when they opened their eyes again, they found that the blood-splattered scene they thought did not appear.

While he was still surprised, Yang Yan had already taken out a bone needle threaded with thread. After soaking it in the liquid for a while, he began to thread the needle and thread on the beast father's body.

The orcs who saw this scene felt the same, and all made "hissing" sounds of pain from their mouths. However, Shi, who was stabbed repeatedly, did not feel any pain at all, and his eyes were closed peacefully.

The wound was not very big, so Yang Yan quickly sewed it together carefully, applied medicine and wrapped it with a strip of cloth made from the clothes donated by Cheng Leyu. The simple operation was completed perfectly.

The rest is up to his cheap dad, but with the orc's physique and strong recovery power, Yang Yan thinks it shouldn't be a problem for him to save his life.

After finishing all this, his hands were already covered with blood. He stood up and was about to find some water to wash them off, but was startled by the tall figure that suddenly rushed over.

"Yan," Yong's eyes were full of expectation, "Is Father Beast saved?"

Although it was not foolproof, Yang Yan still couldn't bear to break his expectations and nodded gently.

"Great!" Yong cheered, and tears finally flowed from his red eyes. Sadness could not make this newly-adult orc cry, but the sudden joy made him unable to control himself.

His tears did not make people feel that he was cowardly, because now all the tribesmen had the same mood, and even many experienced orcs could not help but moisten their eyes. The whole tribe was immersed in the joy of the patriarch's resurrection.

The stone was not suitable for moving for the time being, but it was obviously inappropriate to let him spend the night exposed in the wild. Yang Yan had to command everyone to build a simple tent with sticks and animal skins, and guard it himself.

Of course, he was not the only one on guard. A dozen orcs surrounded outside to prevent wild beasts from attacking at night. Yong stayed in the tent and guarded the beast father with his brother.

Because his brother said that the beast father might have a fever, he would put his big palm on his forehead every once in a while and repeatedly measure his body temperature. Although he was a little tired, he did not dare to close his eyes for a moment.

Compared to his nervousness, Yang Yan was very calm. After eating something, he wrapped himself in a piece of animal skin and slept on the ground, conserving his energy to deal with the unexpected events that might happen later.

But unexpectedly, the next night was unexpectedly peaceful. He woke up after a good sleep, and the beast father on the stone platform just opened his eyes.

Originally thought that he was dead, he opened his eyes and saw two familiar faces. Shi Yi was a little confused: "Yong, Yan..."

"Beast father..." The big man Yong's eyes "swish-" tears flowed, and he couldn't speak after calling out with sobs.

Yang Yan went forward to check him. Very good, the wound was not inflamed, and it had begun to recover. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the physique of the beastman was really strong.

He smiled at the surprised Shi and said, "Father Beast, the tribe still needs you. The Beast God does not want you to return to his arms for the time being."

The good news that the chief had woken up soon spread throughout the tribe, causing waves of cheers. Yang Yan, who had saved him, became famous, and ordinary healing was also said to be miraculous. Even the bone needle was said to be a divine weapon given by the Beast God, which made him laugh and cry.

Cheng Leyu in the cave was in a trance for a whole night before waking up. He heard that such a thrilling thing happened yesterday. He was very glad that his friend's father was safe, but he was confused.

He actually only believed half of what Yang Yan said about the Beast God. It was not because he suspected that he was making up lies to fool himself, but because his atheism in his heart was unbreakable, and he always felt that his crossing was mostly caused by high technology.

Before, Cheng Leyu had always guessed that he was chosen by some power beyond the blue planet, such as aliens, to do experiments, so he was thrown here, and Yan was chosen to be his guide.

Those aliens or something else passed the message to Yan, and he regarded them as beast gods to worship. After all, no matter how smart his friend is, he is just a primitive man, and his knowledge is very limited. It is not surprising that he regards some incomprehensible existence as gods.

But now looking at the bone needle in his hand, he can't help but wonder, is it those people who passed the knowledge far beyond this era to his friend's mind, or did Yan see things from his world when time and space overlapped.

But if it is the former, why don't those things directly pass on the knowledge to the friend and let him lead the primitive people to make a fortune, why bother to bring him here?

Cheng Leyu has never been able to keep things in his stomach. If he has a question, he will ask it directly. Unexpectedly, after he asked, his friend was more surprised than him.

"You taught me this!" Yang Yan looked at him innocently.

"Me? Me?" Cheng Leyu's eyes widened, "When did it happen? Why don't I remember it?"

"You said you need to use a needle to make clothes, so I made it." Yang Yan once again said nonsense seriously, "The wound of the beast father is very big and dangerous, so I want to try it."

Cheng Leyu thought about it and it seemed to be true. He gave a piece of clothes to his friend before, and he was very curious about the stitching on it. He explained to him that it was made with a needle and described to him what a needle and thread are.

Afterwards, he didn't take it seriously, but he really made it, and he also used it to treat injuries!

Cheng Leyu could only give a thumbs up and said, "You are awesome!"