"All witch doctor apprentices, come to the stage."

Jiang Xuan waved to the audience, and the witch doctor disciples stepped onto the high platform step by step with great excitement.

Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao stood on the side of the high platform, and the ten witch doctor apprentices stood in two rows. Facing all the Teng tribe members, everyone was extremely nervous. This was an unprecedented experience.

Jiang Xuan took out ten bronze badges from the animal skin bag.

The bronze badge looks like a herb on the front, and the two simple words "witch doctor" are engraved on the back in shaman script.

Jiang Xuan picked up a bronze badge and said to the witch doctor apprentices: "I specially asked the people in the smelting workshop to cast this badge. Wearing it means that you have changed from witch doctor apprentices to real witch doctors."

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The witch doctor disciples all stared at the bronze badge in Jiang Xuan's hand, with strong desire in their eyes.

Witch doctoring was once the exclusive medical skill of witches and was extremely sacred in the eyes of tribal people.

Now that they have learned this sacred witch-doctoring skill, they are destined to become the people's admiration and envy in the future.

Not to mention the various benefits of becoming a witch doctor, this honor alone is enough to make them proud.

Jiang Xuan saw the desire in their eyes, but did not immediately give them the badges.

Jiang Xuan raised the badge for everyone to see.

"The badge represents the glory of a witch doctor, but it also represents a heavy responsibility. What I want to tell you is that as a witch doctor, you must have medical ethics."

"What is medical ethics? The most basic medical ethics is that when you see a person injured or sick, the first thought in your mind is to try to treat him, not to be linked to profit!"

Jiang Xuan's eyes became sharp: "If someone becomes a witch doctor purely to earn sword coins, purely for profit, then he is not qualified to wear this badge!"

Under Jiang Xuan's sharp gaze, the witch doctor disciples all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into Jiang Xuan's eyes.

"The specific medical ethics that witch doctors should abide by will be written down in witchcraft characters by the witch doctors and hung on the wall. You must keep the medical ethics in mind at all times. If you violate them, you will be severely punished!"

Jiang Xuan knows very well that in any industry, as long as the number of people is large, there will inevitably be scum with poor moral character mixed in. This is unavoidable.

What he can do is to use systems to restrain them and punishments to scare them, so that these scum can restrain themselves and not dare to do excessive things.

At the same time, he also knew that whether it was a witch doctor or other professions, remuneration must be provided, and it could not be too low.

If you want the profession of witch doctors to develop in a healthy and long-term way, you can't just talk about dreams and ethics with practitioners, you must ensure their normal life needs.

Only in this way will more people join the ranks of witch doctors in the future to treat diseases and injuries of all the people of the Teng tribe.

"I won't say any more. Now let's start issuing witch doctor badges!"

Jiang Xuan handed the badge to Chi Shao, who awarded it to him.

Chi Shao took the badge and personally gave it to the ten witch doctor apprentices to wear on their chests one by one.

Under the sun, these golden witch doctor badges shine and are very dazzling.

After wearing the red peony root, he solemnly announced: "From today on, you are witch doctors, shouldering the important responsibility of treating diseases and injuries of the people."

Chi Shao's eyes swept over everyone's face, paused, and said: "Don't let the tribe down."

The ten new witch doctors nodded one after another. At this time, they were full of ambition and every one of them had high morale.

Chi Shao stepped aside, and the new witch doctors also stepped down from the platform.

Jiang Xuan stood in the center of the high platform and said to all the tribesmen: "I declare that the Witch Hospital is officially established!"

"good!"

The people of the Vine Tribe below cheered, because the Witch Hospital is related to everyone's life safety.

With the witch hospital, sick and injured people can receive timely treatment without delaying their illness.

Jiang Xuan walked down from the high platform, the door of the witch hospital opened, and ten new witch doctors sat in the room and officially began to treat the diseases and injuries of the clan members.

Those tribesmen who were sick or injured flocked into the yard, which was very lively.

Jiang Xuanze walked up to the old witch standing outside the yard and asked with a smile: "Old witch, why don't you go in? Those apprentices have just become witch doctors, and they will inevitably be nervous when they see a doctor for the first time. If you are around, they will definitely

It will make you feel more at ease.”

The old witch waved his hand and said: "Just go in with the red peony root."

The old witch looked at the sign on the door of the witch hospital again and said: "Many tribes have the problem that witches are too busy, but only your Vine tribe has established a witch hospital."

Jiang Xuandao: "Maybe it's because other tribes don't dare to teach witch doctor skills to ordinary tribesmen, but we, the Teng tribe, are not afraid."

The shamans of most tribes have various skills in their hands to maintain their transcendent status.

Therefore, even if they are so tired that they vomit blood, they can only continue to work.

Even the old witch, after he resigned from his position as the witch of the Eagle Tribe and came to the Southern Wilderness, he gradually thought about it and was willing to teach witch medicine to others.

If the old witch had not resigned from office, even if he had the idea of ​​teaching witch medicine, he would still be too hesitant to do it rashly.

The old witch looked at Jiang Xuan with complicated eyes: "Xuan, sometimes, I have to admire your courage."

Jiang Xuan smiled and said: "Fear is the number one enemy."

"You're right."

The old witch sighed again, Jiang Xuan was really special. What would it be like if the Eagle Tribe had such a leader?

Of course, he was just thinking about it.

In the witch hospital, the new witch doctors were busy treating the clan members.

Although they have been studying with Chi Shao for a long time and usually help to treat the clan members, this is the first time they see a doctor alone.

Fortunately, Chi Shao asked them to grind various medicinal powders in advance, both for treating diseases and healing injuries. Although they were a little busy, the performance was relatively stable.

They were busy from morning until dark, when the day's work was finally over.

When the door of the witch hospital was closed, all ten witch doctors were exhausted and paralyzed, half lying on their chairs, not wanting to move.

Chi Shao's expression remained as usual, and she was still helping to pack the medicine.

One witch doctor couldn't help but asked: "Witch, aren't you tired?"

Chi Shao turned around and said calmly: "I'm used to it."

When the witch doctor heard this, he opened his mouth, but no words came out.

The ten of them were all so exhausted. How busy would Chi Shao be on his own?

Although there are many people today because the witch hospital has just opened, if there is a tribal war or other accidents, the number of injured will not be less than today.

At this moment, these witch doctors respected red peony root even more.

They looked at each other, then stood up with their tired bodies and worked with Chi Shao.

Otherwise, they are resting while the witches who work harder than them are working hard. What does it look like?

…

On October 13th, after several days of cold wind, it finally started to snow.

Thousands of snowflakes fell from the sky, as if they were pure white.

To the north of the Vine Tribe, Jiang Xuan, wearing thick animal skin clothing, walked through the doorway of the vine wall and walked into the place where the prisoners were held.

A tall vine wall isolates a forest from the outside world. More than a thousand wild boar tribe captives have been working here for several months.

Today's forests have changed drastically.

Rows of neat wooden houses are located in the middle of the forest. Surrounding the wooden houses are patches of newly reclaimed wasteland.

It is worth mentioning that Jiang Xuan did not let them cut down all the trees.

In places that are not suitable for reclamation, as well as in residential areas, there are many large trees that have not been moved, leaving some green on the land.

Jiang Xuan walked on this land in the wind and snow, accompanied by Xanthium, the leader of the second guard team.

"How have these prisoners been doing lately?"

"It's much better than when we first started. In the past, when we asked them to work, some prisoners would resist. Now when we ask them to work, most of the prisoners are more positive."

Xanthium's words were very plain, but Jiang Xuan understood that many methods must have been used during this period. For example, those who resisted the work would most likely become fertilizer for the tree people.

However, Jiang Xuan didn't think there was anything wrong. To survive in this dangerous world, you have to adapt to such cruel rules.

Jiang Xuan said again: "Call everyone out and gather in the open space."

Xanthium waved his hand to the rear, and dozens of guardsmen immediately ran over.

"The leader has ordered all the prisoners to assemble in the open space."

"yes!"

The guardsmen ran towards the wooden house where the prisoners lived and opened the doors one by one.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Come out, come out!"

Door after door was opened, and prisoners wearing tattered animal skins lined up and walked out of the house.

The cold wind made many people shiver, but no one dared to complain.
To be continued...