There were only three Martial Artists in the village. One was dead, one was dying, and one was gravely injured. Lord Han could only hope they could save the one who was dying.
Otherwise, the village's defenses would be too weak.
He did indeed oversee Ancient Moon Village, but he wasn't there every moment of every day. Sometimes he had to leave, like he had yesterday, and there was no way he could personally handle everything. He still needed capable helpers—and the more, the better.
"Hua Wuye... Doctor Hong said he'll do everything he can to keep him alive, but if Hua Wuye still hasn't woken up by tomorrow night, he fears the worst."
After a pause, Lin Ling lowered his voice. "Lord Han, I'm thinking of using Black Embers to force his injuries to heal."
"Black Embers?" Lord Han furrowed his brow.
"You don't have any experience with it. That wouldn't be wise."
"Doctor Hong doesn't dare use it, so I'll have to do it myself! I won't let him die in front of me!"
For once, Lin Ling stood his ground with Lord Han.
"Don't rush. I've invited Divine Doctor An from Mo Village. With his skills, he should have no trouble keeping Hua Wuye alive."
"Divine Doctor An?!"
Lin Ling was startled.
He'd only known that Lord Han had gone to find a doctor for Fang Yue. He hadn't expected that the doctor Lord Han had invited would be Divine Doctor An from Mo Village.
That wasn't just a neighboring village. It was several villages away!
That gave Lin Ling an idea of just how fast Lord Han could travel.
As for Divine Doctor An, Lin Ling didn't know much about him. He only knew there were two things he was famous for.
First, his medical skills