Transmigrated to the Beastman World as a Veterinarian – CH56

In the morning, Jian Mo yawned as he headed to the back mountain, planning to harvest a type of herb called Jin Grass.

This spice had a peculiar fragrance that made it excellent for frying eggs.

It had snowed again over the past few days, leaving a thin layer of snow blanketing the back mountain.

Jian Mo carried his hoe by its wooden handle, using it temporarily as a walking stick to aid his ascent, step by step, through the uneven snow-covered terrain.

When he reached the terraced fields he had opened on the hillside, he used the hoe to clear away the thick layer of withered grass from the soil. Sure enough, beneath it, tender yellow Jin Grass had sprouted.

However, the weather was still too cold for the Jin Grass to thrive. Only a sparse few had grown, with each plant bearing just two or three leaves.

Jian Mo inspected the area and, unwilling to pull the Jin Grass out entirely, chose to pluck only the tender leaves by hand.

Plucking the leaves this way allowed the plant to grow again, ensuring there would be more for the next harvest.

Jian Mo placed the harvested Jin Grass into the basket nearby. As he straightened up, he noticed Qing Kuo, Ye Luo, and Min Dang walking along the tribe’s path in the distance, heading in his direction.

The three noticed him immediately. Ye Luo waved at him with a smile and greeted him warmly.

Jian Mo leaned on the hoe and called out, “Where are you all off to so early?”

Ye Luo raised the basket in his hand. “We went to Xi Lu’s house to trade for some mushrooms.”

Xi Lu’s father, Man Yuan, was particularly skilled at finding mushrooms, and their household was the only one in the He’an Tribe to have mushrooms stored year-round.

Min Dang also raised his basket and offered, “Brother Jian Mo, do you need any mushrooms? I traded for extra and can share some with you.”

Jian Mo waved his hand. “No need for now. We’re having Jin Grass-fried eggs for breakfast today.”

Qing Kuo, surprised, exclaimed, “Your Jin Grass is growing already?”

Jian Mo nodded. “It’s growing, but only just. It looks like it’ll need springtime to really thrive.”

After a few more exchanges, the trio continued along the tribe’s path, while Jian Mo carried his basket and returned home.

The bird eggs at home were the last ones collected back in autumn. Once these were used up, they wouldn’t be able to collect any more until spring arrived.

After breakfast, Jian Mo busied himself with household chores when Qing Kuo came by for a visit. Slightly puzzled, Jian Mo greeted him with a smile, “What brings you here?”

Qing Kuo explained, “It’s like this. Recently, we’ve been fixing up the vacant houses in the tribe. Several rundown houses have been repaired, and they’re in pretty decent condition. You mentioned wanting a space to treat patients seeking help. I wanted to ask if you’d like to use one of these repaired houses for now.”

Jian Mo’s eyes lit up. “I’d love to take a look. How many houses are there?”

Qing Kuo replied, “Four. Two near my home, one near Hong Qiu’s place, and the last one near Zhou Fu’s home. The one near Zhou Fu’s place is by the river—it’s the largest and the best-maintained. Take a look and let me know which one you want.”

Jian Mo immediately remembered. “Is it the house with grass growing on the roof?”

Qing Kuo shook his head. “Not anymore. We replaced the stones on the roof and sealed the gaps with lime. It looks really neat now.”

Jian Mo said, “I’ll check it out in a bit.”

Qing Kuo nodded. “Alright, let me know after you’ve seen it, and we’ll help you set it up.”

Jian Mo expressed his gratitude. “Thanks for all your hard work.”

Qing Kuo reassured him, “Don’t mention it. Having a designated place in the tribe for treating the sick is a good thing. Just let us know what you need, and we’ll do our best to help.”

Jian Mo decided to head out immediately to inspect the houses, curious about how the previously abandoned houses had turned out.

After confirming that all four vacant houses had been well-repaired, Jian Mo chose the one near Zhou Fu’s home. It was indeed the best-preserved, with a spacious interior and a window that overlooked the river and the forest on the opposite bank.

Even in winter, the view was beautiful. Jian Mo could only imagine how lush and green it would look in summer.

At first glance, he fell in love with the house. It was as though even building a new house couldn’t meet his expectations as perfectly as this one.

He informed Qing Kuo about his decision, who promptly offered to clean it further and add some furniture. Qing Kuo also asked if Jian Mo had any specific ideas for the layout.

Jian Mo didn’t hold back and drew up a plan on a wooden board for the desired arrangement.

The house had only one level, making it essential to plan its layout carefully.

As the tribe’s first small “beast hospital” began to take shape, its development piqued everyone’s curiosity. Many came to see the work in progress, even though it had yet to receive patients, and stood mostly empty except for a few wooden racks covered with Tou Tou Beast pelts.

Meanwhile, Wu Jiong brought back some hardwood to build shelves and cabinets for the “hospital,” providing Jian Mo with more storage options.

Squatting beside Wu Jiong as he shaved down the wood, Jian Mo sniffed the fragrant timber and asked, “What kind of tree is this? It smells amazing.”

Wu Jiong replied, “It’s Jia Jia wood. Move aside a bit—don’t let the wood shavings hit you.”

Jian Mo scooted to the side and felt the dried timber. “It’s so dry. Did you prepare it ahead of time?”

Wu Jiong explained, “I had planned to build some cabinets for your upstairs area and had the wood cut down in autumn.”

Jian Mo glanced at the pile of wood in the yard and remarked, “You cut down a lot.”

Wu Jiong nodded. “There’s more in the forest. We didn’t bring it all back.”

After a moment of thought, Jian Mo proposed, “Why don’t you make me a bed instead?”

Wu Jiong, puzzled, asked, “What’s a bed?”

Jian Mo explained, “It’s a place to sleep—”

He paused, finding it difficult to describe. The floors they currently slept on were technically also “places to sleep.”

Thinking it over, Jian Mo ran back inside, grabbed a piece of charcoal, and drew a sketch for Wu Jiong. “It’s a wooden frame with planks. You put bedding on top, and that makes a bed. Where I’m from, we like sleeping on beds; it feels much better than sleeping on the floor.”

While the second-floor wooden floorboards weren’t particularly damp, a proper bed was much more comfortable. Jian Mo always felt a little off when lying down, except when sleeping on the Giant Wolf. However, even the Giant Wolf wasn’t as comfortable as a real bed.

“A bed has a certain height, making it more comfortable to sleep on,” Jian Mo added.

Wu Jiong examined the sketch seriously and nodded. “It’s not difficult. I’ll make the bed first.”

Jian Mo grinned. “Great! I’ll start preparing the bedding and blankets.”

Since Jian Mo began officially treating people, he’d never lacked materials. After receiving metal supplies from the Jin Tuo Tribe, his inventory grew even richer. Whatever he lacked, he could trade materials or metal to acquire.

For the bedding, he traded a large batch of Tou Tou Beast fur. Since using beastmen fur for bedding seemed a bit odd, he opted for Tou Tou Beast fur, which people liked less. He exchanged some pelts and a batch of sausages for a substantial amount of fur.

He first sorted through the Tou Tou Beast fur he had traded for, selecting the best pieces. Then, he placed them in a basket, washed them thoroughly with soap, and laid them out in an open space, pressing wooden slats on top to let them dry.

The sunlight and cold wind made the fur dry, fluffy, and light.

Once in this state, the fur was ready to use.

Jian Mo brought the fur back indoors, choosing a good day to start making quilts.

First, he spread the fur evenly over a piece of fabric, layering it to a certain thickness. Then, he covered it with another layer of fabric and stitched a grid pattern across the fabric with thread, ensuring that each small section contained an equal amount of fur.

Familiar sub-beastmen from the tribe came to help with the sewing, and Min Dang also joined in.

As they worked, everyone marveled at how such a fine quilt could be made.

Qing Kuo commented, “This quilt is so light and warm. It’s definitely better than animal hides.”

Jian Mo smiled. “It’s not as stuffy either and is easier to clean.”

At this, Qing Kuo expressed some skepticism. “Easy to clean? With so much fur inside, won’t it get incredibly heavy once wet? Plus, it’d take days to dry, and the fur inside might even mold.”

The group nodded in agreement. Based on their experience, such a large quilt wouldn’t be easy to wash.

Jian Mo explained, “This is just the inner quilt. There’s still an outer cover to make. When washing, you only need to remove the cover and clean it, not the whole quilt.”

Min Dang asked, “An outer cover?”

Jian Mo nodded. “Yes, a fabric cover that wraps around the quilt. If the inner quilt feels a bit damp, you can simply place it in the sun to air it out and give it a good pat. No need to soak it in water.”

Qing Kuo considered this. “That actually makes sense. Animal hides are too heavy—this kind of quilt would be great for the little ones.”

Jian Mo agreed. “Exactly. Fabric covers are breathable and absorbent, making it less likely to catch a cold while sleeping under the quilt.”

As Jian Mo explained further, everyone became increasingly eager to learn how to make quilts. He decided to teach them by making two large quilts and two matching covers. He also sewed ties onto the four corners of the inner quilt and cover so that the quilt wouldn’t shift inside once tied.

By the end of the process, everyone had a clear understanding of how to make quilts.

As they completed the quilts, Wu Jiong also finished the bed.

Due to the lack of resources, the bed was constructed entirely using mortise and tenon joints, without any metal nails. Once the frame was assembled and slotted together, it was done.

When Jian Mo went to inspect it, he found that the bed wasn’t too different from a modern one.

The only difference was that, lacking wood varnish or plant oils, the wooden bed was left bare, without any protective coating against insects or rot.

But it wasn’t a big issue—he could address it later if needed. For now, the bed would do just fine.

On the day the bed was finished, Jian Mo carefully wiped it down with fabric multiple times before spreading out the freshly dried bedding on it.

The bedcovers and sheets were simple with plain, slightly beige linen which matched perfectly with the wooden bed and the stone walls. It looked nearly indistinguishable from a modern setup.

Jian Mo flopped onto the bed, rolled around on its soft surface, and breathed in the faint scent of soap from the covers. He let out a contented sigh.

Finally.

This bedding was incredibly comfortable, far better than the animal hide blankets they had been using.

Cuddling the quilt, Jian Mo rolled around once more. When he opened his eyes, Wu Jiong had already transformed into his giant wolf form and was lying beside the bed.

Jian Mo crawled across the bed, grabbed one of Wu Jiong’s ears, and lay on top of him. “We’ve already made a bed, so why are you still sleeping on the floor?”

The giant wolf replied, “The bed’s too small for me. I’ll keep watch beside you.”

Jian Mo laughed helplessly. “There’s no need to keep watch. Come up and sleep with me. Just shift into your human form.”

Wu Jiong turned his head to look at him.

Jian Mo kissed Wu Jiong on the cheek. “Really, come up. If you don’t, making such a big bed would be a waste.”

Wu Jiong shifted back into his human form and wrapped his arms around Jian Mo. “Alright.”

Lying on Wu Jiong’s chest, Jian Mo’s face flushed as his skin brushed against Wu Jiong’s bare body. He avoided his gaze and muttered, “Put on some sleepwear. If that’s uncomfortable, at least wear pants.”

It was too overwhelming. Jian Mo wasn’t ready for this.

He turned his head away again, still avoiding Wu Jiong’s gaze.

Wu Jiong released him. “I’ll find some pants.”

Jian Mo replied, “I’ll wait for you on the bed.”

With that, Jian Mo slid under the quilt and buried himself in it.

After a few seconds, he peeked out and watched Wu Jiong search for clothes near a wooden chest in the corner.

The soft glow of the oil lamp filled the room, illuminating Wu Jiong’s physique.

Wu Jiong’s body was beautifully proportioned. Likely from hunting, his muscles weren’t overly bulky but lean and brimming with power.

Jian Mo’s ears burned. He suddenly recalled a former classmate’s comment that, with enough charm, even someone of the same gender could be attractive.

Right now, Jian Mo wanted to shout, “Brother, I agree!”

If it was Wu Jiong, it seemed like there wasn’t anything he couldn’t accept.

Male beauty was truly irresistible.