Golden Core Sixth Layer, Taiyi Sect

The old man was the village's only physician. Hearing his words, Wang Qin hurriedly stopped what he was doing and turned all his attention to him.

"Uncle Lu, please take another look. Second Master Zhang only fell from a haystack and didn't hit his head. How could he be failing so quickly?"

Hearing this, the old physician sighed and shook his head. "I've already examined him. His heart meridians have been damaged. He truly isn't going to make it.

Alas! Old Zhang will likely have a hard time lasting through tonight. Don't move him for now. Wait until Ninth Kid and the others come to see him one last time before carrying him back!

Wang Qin, I know this is painful for you, but there's no other way right now. We can only leave it to fate. I'll go back and prepare some medicine. Hurry and have a few men find a wooden board. Remember to lay two quilts over it—we'll need it to carry him back later.

Old Liang, stop crowding around here! If Ninth Kid doesn't return soon, he may not even get to see his father one last time. Hurry and find him!"

After the old physician gave his instructions, everyone immediately sprang into action and hurried off to attend to their own tasks.

Although Yanhu Village was a small village with families of many different surnames, its people were fairly united. Seeing that something had happened here, many villagers abandoned their work in the fields and came to help.

Though he had stood to one side without saying a word, Song Qingming had long since determined through his divine sense that Second Master Zhang, lying on the ground, was barely clinging to life and would not last much longer.

Song Qingming had a few medicinal pills