I am a Primitive Man
Chapter 211 – Innovate based on inheritance
After seeing this scene, Han Cheng was surprised, but at the same time, he felt relieved.
This should be a cramp for shaman, not a serious illness, but like a toothache; although it’s not a disease when it hurts, it can be excruciating.
Thinking about cramps, Han Cheng let Shaman release his hands from his legs and try to lie as flat as possible on the bed.
Shaman endured the intense pain and, with Han Cheng’s help, managed to lie down as flat as possible.
Han Cheng half-knelt beside Shaman’s left leg, holding his ankle from below with one hand and his foot with the other, pushing forcefully toward Shaman’s direction.
This could stretch the muscles and loosen the cramped muscles.
However, Han Cheng’s strength was too small, and his hands were too small to grasp Shaman’s large foot all at once, so the effect was not very good.
Han Cheng stopped after trying for a while and seeing little effect and Shaman’s unbearable pain.
Scratching his head, he thought of another solution.
Shaman had experienced leg cramps a few times before, but they were not severe, and they would usually go away after a while, unlike this time, which was extremely painful.
Before, he had wanted to call for help, but he was the only one left in the cave, so who could he call?
The intense pain, accompanied by the surrounding darkness, filled Shaman’s heart with despair and fear, afraid that he would die.
No matter how one belittles life and death, when death comes, fear is inevitable, except for those who seek death.
Of course, Shaman didn’t want to die. Since the arrival of the Divine Child, life in the tribe has improved daily. He wanted to see how far the tribe could go under the leadership of the shaman, and he wanted to see all the surrounding tribes assimilated into the Green Sparrow Tribe…
Because of this, he hugged his legs, feeling both fearful and praying to the gods… and then a miracle happened: the Divine Child came with a lamp.
For the same reason, when he saw the Divine Child, who was usually omnipotent, frown as if troubled, his heart was again filled with anxiety.
If even the Divine Child couldn’t solve this, he might be doomed…
Fortunately, the Divine Child’s frown soon relaxed, greatly relieving Shaman.
Following Han Cheng’s instructions, Shaman sat up with Han Cheng’s support.
Han Cheng pulled over Shaman’s fur coat from the side and helped Shaman put it on. It was too cold then, so they had to ensure proper warmth.
After putting on the coat, Han Cheng supported Shaman, trembling all over, off the bed, helping him stand on the ground as steadily as possible.
Don’t just rely on the right foot for support; the curled left foot should also touch the ground and gradually increase the force to straighten the leg.
This process was very painful, but compared to the pain, Shaman cherished his life even more. Seeing Han Cheng’s confident demeanor, he was even more determined.
Following Han Cheng’s instructions, he endured the pain, put his left foot on the ground, and tried to straighten his left leg as much as possible.
At first, it was indeed painful, but then the pain gradually eased a bit. Feeling the effectiveness, Shaman couldn’t help but feel overjoyed and exerted more force to straighten his leg.
Seeing that this method was effective and Shaman’s pain was alleviated, Han Cheng thought for a moment, said a few words to Shaman, lit Shaman’s lamp, and then left the cave with his lamp and Fu Jiang.
The cave became quiet again, and Shaman was alone but no longer felt fear.
He looked at the oil lamp not far away, his leg still in pain, but there was a faint smile on his face.
Just like the oil lamp dispelled the darkness in the cave, the appearance of the shaman also dispelled all the fear in his heart.
He limped and turned his body to face the totem pole, deeply bowing, then turned towards the direction where Han Cheng left, bowing again, showing great respect and piety.
The sound of footsteps, flickering firelight and some slightly chaotic sounds, quickly spread from the cave entrance to here.
The smile on Shaman’s face grew even more pronounced.
The Eldest Senior Brother and others, awakened by Han Cheng, hurried over. They didn’t want anything to happen to the respected Shaman.
Seeing Shaman standing here with a smile, their anxious hearts were somewhat relieved.
Han Cheng inquired about Shaman’s condition and, upon learning that he still wasn’t completely better, instructed him to lie back on the bed, turn up the lamp, and watch his movements carefully. Han Cheng then began the same simple and effective method he had used to deal with leg cramps.
In a tribe, not having a healer was not an option. Since Liang aspired to become a healer who could save lives, Han Cheng took every opportunity to teach Liang some basic medical knowledge.
The so-called innovation is not innovation from scratch but something that can only be developed on a certain foundation.
Starting from scratch is indeed too difficult, whether it’s starting a business or, even more so, delving into the vast and complex field of medicine.
If Liang wanted to go far on the path of medicine, Han Cheng’s guidance at the beginning was indispensable.
Only by learning and mastering the bits and pieces of medical knowledge that Han Cheng knew, which would become common knowledge in later generations, and having a certain foundation, could Liang explore further on his own without losing his direction.
Liang was stronger than Han Cheng, and his methods were more effective.
After pushing Shaman’s foot forward for a while and confirming that it was relaxed and that Shaman’s leg would no longer cramp, Liang stopped.
Liang’s eyes were bright because tonight, he had learned another way to treat illness from the Divine Child.
After his eyes shone for a while, they showed confusion and contemplation.
He was wondering why this method could cure Shaman’s leg pain…
Han Cheng persuaded Shaman not to stay alone in the inner cave.
This time, it was just leg cramps, and the consequences were not serious since the cold awakened him. However, who could guarantee that the same coincidence would happen next time?
At first, Shaman disagreed, but after hearing Han Cheng’s explanation that his leg cramps tonight were most likely caused by being frozen, he became somewhat interested.
“The totem pole…”
He hesitated.
It was the thing he was most reluctant to part with.
“The totem pole can also be moved into the house…”
Han Cheng said straightforwardly.
Shaman wanted to say that the totem pole could not be moved casually, and there had never been an example of a totem pole being placed in a house.
But then he thought, this was what the Divine Child said. The Divine Child was closest to the gods, so if he said it was okay, it should be fine. Besides, the previous shamans had never seen a house before…
In this way, Shaman was half-persuaded and half-carried out of the inner cave where he had lived most of his life and moved into the new residence.
Shaman’s leg cramps were severe and lasted a long time. Although they had stopped now, it was still inconvenient to walk.
Under Han Cheng’s direction, the totem pole was carried by Tie Tou and Liang and placed in the back wall of the room used as a hall in Han Cheng’s residence.
The feather crown and bone rod, the two ‘tools’ that the Shaman often used to communicate with the gods, were personally carried by Han Cheng, the Divine Child.
The others took away all the hay, animal skins, and fur covers laid out by Shaman.
Even Shaman’s specially used chamber pot was not left behind.
Many hands make work quick, and before long, the inner cave became empty, with only numerous clay tablets used for recording things remaining here, quietly waiting.
When Shang came to take away the oil lamp, darkness enveloped the cave.