A thousand teeth and yours among them.

"As contrary to what many may mind, mud can kill you, pal. Depending on the elements and chemical balances in the slop, you can get poisoning or even just cause injection. "

Canting his head, he pursed his narrow lips, thinking on the matter. This man said his legs were leaking until he applied mud, corking it. He would have to look at that fluid, and determine how active the man's inflammation has traveled, and review how active the immune system was taking its time on the ordeal.
Whew.

"Gotta unscrew the dirty do, Njal. I gotta check out your immune system, and that's by getting a eyeful of the leading bit of your leg. Gonna see the ratio of white blood cells to red, and we can determine the issue of amputation on that diagnosis."