Chapter 722

Sherry couldn't move Ryan, so she retrieved her tree bark blanket from her shack and covered him. However, he trashed in pain, quickly throwing it off. Despite her anger, worry and sadness gnawed at her. Tears streamed down her face as she cried, "What can I do? How can I help you?" Ryan writhed, rolling onto his stomach, then clutched his abdomen, muttering incoherently. "What did you say?" she asked, unable to understand. "Moneywort!" he strained, enunciating with pain. A spark of memory ignited in Sherry's mind. Freya had mentioned moneywort for kidney stones. "Hold on, I'll get some right now!" She rushed to the herb plot, swiftly gathering and cleaning moneywort. Placing them in a bowl, she crushed them into juice using a rock. By that time, Ryan's pain had subsided somewhat. Though groaning, he no longer tossed about. However, his pallor was alarming. Sherry returned and sat beside him, gently placing his head on her lap. With one hand, she held a bowl of the fresh money