Chapter 22 Divine Doctor

Of the three martial artists in the village, one was dead, one was on the verge of death, and one was seriously injured. Lord Han could only hope to save the one on the verge of death.

Otherwise, the village's defenses would be too weak.

He was indeed stationed in Gu Yue Village, but not every moment of every day. Occasionally, he would have things to attend to outside, like yesterday. Many things he couldn't do himself, and he needed some capable helpers. The more, the better.

"Hua Wu Ye… Doctor Hong said he could only do his best to save her, and that if Hua Wu Ye wasn't awake by tomorrow night, things would probably be grim."

After a pause, Lin Ling lowered his voice. "Lord Han, I plan to use black ember to forcibly heal her."

"Black ember?" Lord Han frowned.

"You have no experience. It's not appropriate."

"Doctor Hong doesn't dare use it. I have to do it myself! I won't let her die in front of me!"

It was rare for Lin Ling to insist on his own opinion in front of Lord Han.

"Don't be anxious. I invited Doctor An from Mo Village. With his skills, saving Hua Wu Ye's life shouldn't be a problem."

"Doctor An?!"

Lin Ling was shocked.

He only knew that Lord Han had gone to seek medical help for Fang Yue, but he didn't expect that Lord Han had invited Doctor An from Mo Village.

This wasn't just a neighboring village issue; it was several villages away!

Lord Han's speed was evident.

As for Doctor An, Lin Ling didn't know much, only that he had two famous points.

First, his medical skills were superb, almost miraculous.

Second, he was greedy. If you could pay the price, he'd even treat spirits!

Of course, this was just word of mouth, a reputation that had spread far and wide.

Lin Ling didn't know what Doctor An was actually like.

But a person's reputation was like the shadow of a tree; anyone called a divine doctor must have some skill. He believed saving Hua Wu Ye wouldn't be a problem.

Only… the price…

Lin Ling looked at the [10g] of black ember in his hand. Even with his own stock, it might not be enough to pay Doctor An's consultation fee.

"Don't think too much. Hua Wu Ye was seriously injured protecting the village. The village will pay the expenses. I'll cover any shortfall with my own funds."

Lord Han's words were like a divine needle steadying the sea, putting Lin Ling at ease.

After thanking Lord Han, Lin Ling relaxed a lot.

From the spirit's entry into the village to the final fierce battle, Lin Ling had been in a state of mental tension.

Now that Lord Han had returned to take charge of the situation, he finally relaxed. Immediately, fatigue and pain surged like a tide, and every bone in his body was aching.

But he still insisted on cooperating with Lord Han in handling affairs, only his eyes couldn't help but glance at Fang Yue not far away.

"Lord Han, can… his arm be reattached?"

"Doctor An should have a way."

"Oh…"

Lin Ling responded, his mood somewhat complicated.

He both wished that Fang Yue would be crippled and cut off from the path of martial arts, and hoped that he could recover and contribute to the village.

In the end, personal grudges took over, and he wished Fang Yue would just die on the spot.

Fang Yue had no idea what Lin Ling was thinking.

"System prompt: [Disability 2] [Left Hand] status has been removed."

With the help of [Night's Breath], accompanied by the system prompt, Fang Yue's left hand had completely recovered.

Now he was 'rummaging through garbage' with a face full of sweat.

"Not this one!"

"Not this one either!"

"My hand, my righty, where are you, where are you!"

Fang Yue was extremely anxious.

He was so anxious that he even picked up someone else's severed hand, intending to try to reattach it.

As a result, under the blessing of [Night's Breath], the stump of the severed arm wriggled with flesh sprouts, actually showing signs of merging with the other person's severed arm.

Holy crap!

Fang Yue was so frightened that he threw the severed hand away.

Attaching someone else's rough hand was too weird and uncomfortable!

Sure enough, a wife is better when she's the original!

Who knows if someone else's right hand is clean!

He was such a loyal, devoted, and single-minded good man.

How could he abandon his original wife and promote a mistress to power?

When the severed hand was thrown away by Fang Yue, there were still shreds of flesh connecting it to the stump, a lingering attachment. Fang Yue quickly took a knife and cut it clean.

My Fang family doesn't allow such awesome mistresses!

When Xiao Hu and Niu Niu arrived, they saw Fang Yue frantically scraping the wound on his severed arm with a knife to clean the flesh sprouts.

The sight made both of them uncomfortable.

"Is Brother Yue… crazy?"

"Shouldn't be. It's just a game, it's not that serious, right?"

But neither of them had ever had a hand severed, so they couldn't really comment.

They approached Fang Yue and cautiously said, "Brother Yue, are you okay?"

"What could be wrong with me? Oh, right! You guys came at the right time. Quickly help me find where my severed hand is! I remember my hand was severed by the [Bladeless Ghoul] in this position!"

As he spoke, Fang Yue pointed to the spot, but after searching for a long time without finding it, he began to doubt his memory and quickly expanded the area.

"You search in this area, I'll search here."

Xiao Hu and Niu Niu couldn't help but look at each other. In their opinion, all the severed hands and feet on the ground looked similar. Who knew which hand was Fang Yue's?

At the same time, Niu Niu was a little庆幸 (qìngxìng- fortunate), he had been holding his heart and the severed hand all along, it was really a wise choice.

Unlike Brother Yue, who couldn't even find his hand.

His eyes darted around, Niu Niu first agreed, then pretended to say casually, "Brother Yue, I heard that your injuries are serious this time. Did Lord Han say anything?"

Fang Yue saw through Niu Niu's thoughts at a glance and said unhappily, "Don't worry, Lord Han invited a divine doctor back. He should be here before dawn. The divine doctor should have a solution for my injury and your ghoul curse."

"Really?! That's great!"

Niu Niu was so excited that he almost crushed his heart, and he cried out in pain.

After being excited for a while, he slowly calmed down and said, "Brother Yue, I heard that we were meritorious in participating in the Conflagration Decree this time. Everyone in the village who participated in this operation will receive a reward of 3 days of lifespan!"

3 days of lifespan wasn't much to Fang Yue, but for players like Niu Niu who only had a few hours to live, it was extraordinary, a godsend in the snow.

"Oh, right, those people from the Gao group said they want to thank you and want to find some time to meet you and have a good chat."

As if remembering something, Niu Niu added.

Gao group?

Fang Yue looked in the direction of Jing Yan and the others' small team. The latter seemed to notice his gaze and smiled warmly in this direction, waving his hand in greeting.

The players next to Jing Yan also clasped their fists at Fang Yue, their attitudes extremely friendly.

Fang Yue understood after a little thought.

Not to mention the 3 days of lifespan given after the Conflagration Decree, the strength Fang Yue showed when he dealt with the [Force Expelling Ghoul] was enough to change their attitude.

But these were all minor matters. If they had business, Fang Yue would interact more; if they didn't have business, he would just make friends.

The top priority was to find the original severed hand.

Fang Yue continued to rummage through 'garbage'. When he picked up the next severed hand, his pupils shrank, and he strode forward to pick up a severed hand on the ground.

"It's it!"

"It's it!"

"Our little… no, it's my beloved right hand that can eat, drink, and use a knife!"